For some reason I can’t give Sheila, just a kiss. What I meant as a simple, sweet, thank you gesture for a wonderful meal, doesn’t happen. When my lips touch hers and our breaths exchange, I don’t want just a kiss from her anymore. I crave more. One of my hands reaches around to Sheila’s lower back and pulls her body in close. My other hand runs up her cheek, dives into the hair behind her ear and clenches it tight, so she can’t pull away. I feel her body relax into my arms as our kiss deepens. My hand slides down and cups her ass for a moment before it lifts her bare thigh up alongside my hip. I fuel my desire for her by running my hand along the underside of her leg, until I get to her knee, soaking up her soft skin. Pulling her hips close, I can feel her pushing her hips into mine as she leans into me. Running back up the bottom of her thigh, I reach under her shorts and follow the curve of her ass until my fingers find their way to the crack in the middle. To my surprise, I can’t feel any type of panties covering her. I give a muffled moan of pleasure at the discovery and feel Sheila smiling as we continue kissing. Sheila breaks our kiss, then watches her hands as she runs them down over my chest and stomach. Looking down at her, I can see her chest expanding and contracting from her heavy breathing. Grabbing the bottom of my shirt she pulls it up until it’s high enough to expose my chest.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Title: Because Of You
Series: The Loft Series
Author: Miles Hightower
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: Available Now
Jimmy grew up with a plan.
He knew what he wanted and everything in his life was directing him along the path he wanted to go. But when things don’t exactly fall into place, Jimmy’s life falls apart.
Having no other plan to fall back on, he sets out on his motorcycle to start anew. He works to keep his life together until his failed plan is but a memory, tucked away in a place where it doesn’t trouble him anymore.
Miles Hightower is my alter ego and now pen name. He came about as my wife started reading erotic romance and discussing the books in FB chat groups. Wanting to be apart of what interested her, I came up with Miles Hightower as a persona to lurk about in the social media world while keeping my personal life personal.
I am a husband, for 16 years and counting, to my wife Sara. We have two children. When not being a husband and dad to them, I enjoy flying. At one point I wanted to be a career corporate pilot, flying Lear jets all over the country. After I graduated from college I taught people how to fly for three years. Long story short, a flying career didn't work out and I ended up working in manufacturing. But that's where I met Sara. So it did work out after all. I still work in manufacturing, as a Quality Engineer and now just fly for fun when the weather is nice.
Along with flying I also enjoy playing golf, darts, taking my family to water parks, sitting in our hot tub or on a beach with Sara and a glass of wine and now writing. I tried to learn the guitar a few years ago, but that didn’t go so well. Apparently I have no musical talent whatsoever. I am a product of the 80’s and still am very into the hair band music from that era. And no, I didn’t have big hair back in the day, but I did sport a mullet.
As far as my writing goes, I don’t write “Disney Fairytale” style romances (as I like to call them) where a knight in shining armor comes in and saves the damsel in distress. I write about fictional erotic fantasy from a guy’s perspective; about how a guy might think, feel or act in a particular situation. My stories are ideas I make up with a little reality involving the things that interest me, like flying, and life in general tossed in. I do research the things that I don't know anything about, in an effort to make the story seem a little more real than complete fantasy. If it's on the internet it's true, right? I like my book(s) to come of as fantasy, yet slightly plausible.
Anything else you want to know about me, hit me up on my author page on Facebook or at www.mileshightower.com