Josephine Powell is an intelligent assistant professor of Psychology. She is a woman who knows what she wants, a man she would be happy giving a grade A to in the bedroom. Unfortunately, she has yet to meet a man that even comes close. She’s tired of dealing with men who just don’t try, she needs a man who can handle her and her needs.
Pierce Carver is a smart man. So, smart he got out of the slums of Baltimore to go to MIT and make a lot of money so he never has to visit his old neighborhood ever again. He’s not interested in making money anymore; he’s interested in only two things, his charity to help inner city youth and woman. The later he prefers variety, as in one good lay and then out the door you go. Women are for sex and nothing more.
Josephine meet Pierce.
Pierce meet Josephine.
Can they handle what each wants and needs?
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“If you keep that up Pierce we’ll never make it back to your place.”
Confused I lower her arm and let go.
She pushed me away and walks back toward the hall, but turns to look at me before she disappears.
“Yeah, your place. I’m hungry though, I hope you have some food. I want to make sure I have all the energy I need for when you fuck me so long and hard I forget what decade I’m in and start quoting ‘Wayne’s World’.”
She turns and is gone.
It’s a good thing because I just fell to my knees and slumped over. If someone was watching they would think I was having a heart attack. I’m not having the heart attack, my dick is.
Doesn’t she know how she can melt asphalt with a look or an iceberg by a sound? I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. All I know is I want to hear her come and see her smile and taste her and feel her and god damn this is too much. I need all of her.
Josephine Powell is an intelligent assistant professor of Psychology. She is a woman who knows what she wants: a man who can earn a grade "A" in the bedroom, but is smart enough to earn an "A" in romance as well. After last night with Pierce Carver she thinks she found her first-ever A-man, but will he be able to capture her heart in the daytime?
Pierce Carver has, between hard work and brains, achieved everything he's set his eye on. A serial entrepreneur, now independently wealthy, his sexual prowess has always kept women from leaving after the deed was done, much to his chagrin. Until the night Josephine comes into his life, that is: the one woman he wanted to stay through the next morning! It’s the morning after the best sex of his life, when he wakes to find neither her nor her number, only an enigmatic note. Will he even be able to find her? If he does, will she even want a man who has no idea how to woo a woman?
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She emerges from the kitchen with a tray of three very different drinks atop. She hands the bottle of beer to Pierce as he breaks our gaze to smile up at his mom. I really think my heart sped up a bit just the way he looked at her.
“Here you are hon, nice cool iced tea.”
I take the glass, which is already sweating from the ice and nod a thank you to her. She walks over to the chair right next to Pierce, puts the tray on the coffee table, and then relaxes back bringing the glass of orange liquid to her mouth.
“Well I am glad you were fine when I knocked on your car window. You looked a little unwell, flushed while holding that card in your hand, so I naturally became concerned.”
I realize this conversation is not going the way I would wish, so I try to steer it in a different direction. But before I have a chance to open my mouth, she starts up again.
“That was an interesting card. I didn’t get a close look at it, but it reminded me of the posters you have hanging in your apartment Pierce.”
My gaze volleys back and forth between the two. She is looking at him as he smiles and then turns to look at me.
Elizabeth Lynx author bio
Grew up in Maryland and lived an average life. In college I was a theater major, but wasn’t that good at acting so I left the acting world behind once I graduated. I did keep up writing my comedy sketches and eventually pursued Improv. That took me to Chicago where I was in the Second City Conservatory Program. But, like much of my life and to my husband’s chagrin, I gave up Improv. I have a tendency to lose interest in things after a certain period of time, my mom is the same way. So, now I am a writer, no longer the performer. I make my characters perform for me. My husband and I and my two little boys have moved back to the Washington DC area to be closer to family. Every day I take care of my kids and while they nap or eat or play I write.