A Poem for Wicked Wednesday: The Wait

Posted on January 14, 2015December 30, 2016 by Jade A. Waters

Today feels like a poetry kind of day…

I hope you enjoy it.

XX,
Jade

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THE WAIT

Jade A. Waters

He cups the side of my face
Thumb rubbing gently, mindlessly
Across the surface of ruddy skin
That waits for more—waits for him.
“Spread your legs,” he says, and I do,
The rush of air kissing my thighs
Grazing the naked heat of my cunt.
“Just like that,” he says,
His fingertips traveling down
Faintly tracing the slope of my neck
The curve of my breast,
And teasing my nipple
In quick, playful tugs.

“Touch me, please.”
My words are a growl
Coming out so deep, so hungrily
I’m sure they emanate from where I ache
Where I need him more than anything,
But still he makes me wait.
I am open
While he strips off his shirt
Unzips the fly on those trousers
And eases himself out.
He is beautiful, hard,
And he circles his length
In sync with the strokes of a finger
That he winds round my nipple
Before he stands in front of me.

“How badly do you need me?” he asks,
And my answer is an eager lean, an easy moan,
The wrap of my lips
Around the head of his cock,
My eyes on him as I suck him deep
Clutching his hips, drawing him further.
A gasp stumbles from his mouth
When he tilts back his head.
“Yes, just like that,” he moans,
“You must really need me.”
He cups both sides of my face now
His palms electric on my cheeks
His fingers twining in my hair
Before he jerks me back, abruptly
Stealing his gorgeous cock from me.

There is a moment between us
No movement
No sound
Eyes locked as we acknowledge
This wait he puts me through.
Then he pounces—
Pushing me back,
Spreading my thighs ever wider
Before thrusting inside,
Filling me, hard and deep
And bringing cries to my lips
Shudders to my body,
As he makes me wait no longer.

Pillow Talk Secrets: Blowing Kisses to 2014 and Celebrating 2015!

Posted on January 2, 2015January 1, 2015 by Jade A. Waters

Happy New Year, everyone!

Well, we’re on the second day of 2015, and to celebrate, Pillow Talk has a special New Year’s Secrets for you! Today, Malin James, Tamsin Flowers and I recap the year that was and usher in the excitement of the next one. Tamsin is our host this time around, and she’s thrown us some fun questions about our experiences as erotica writers, memorable writing moments, and other sexiness we’ve found in the industry. As usual, I’ve posted a bit of the session here with a link to continue, or you can hop on over to our site to read Secrets in its entirety.

Thanks so much for joining us—2014 was a great year, and we can’t wait to share more secrets with you in 2015!

XX,
Jade

Pillow Talk Secrets

Tamsin: Hello ladies. How are you both doing today?

Malin: So good! How are you Tamsin? Jade?

Jade: Great! So nice to be here with you both.

T: It certainly is good to meet for the first time in 2015 – Happy New Year to you both and to all our readers!

J: Yes, Happy New Year! *Blows party whistles* *Throws confetti*

M: I love the New Year – it always feels good to start fresh. *removes confetti from hair* 😉

T: It is great to have a fresh start. Now, let’s get going on today’s business – our look back over 2014 and our look forward over 2015. I’ve got a few questions to put to you two – starting with what was the most surprising thing writing erotica taught you about yourselves last year?

M: Oh boy.. Well, I think the biggest thing it taught me was that I’m far more comfortable with myself sexually now than I’ve ever been. I don’t seem to have the hang-ups that plagued me as a younger, non-erotica writing woman.

J: It certainly does have that effect, doesn’t it? Something about writing erotic things adds to one’s erotic nature, I think.

T: I agree. And on a similar note, the more erotica I write the more comfortable I am with the fact that I’m an erotica writer. At first I didn’t want anyone to know – but now I take the opportunity to tell more people and most of them receive it very well.

J: I just love that feeling! I find the reception being positive is true, too.

M: Yes! It’s kind of funny to realize how much apprehension you can have about writing erotica when you first start playing with it. It’s nice to let that go as you develop as a writer.

J: I wrote about that acceptance of myself as an erotica writer back at the end of 2013 – and this year, having been one with it and really truly loving it, I would say the most surprising thing I learned is what a damn work horse I can be. I mean, I know I go at it sometimes, but I’ve had to pull back from working myself to exhaustion a few times. That was a shocker. I’m sure you both can relate to that, too.

T: Absolutely – that was one of my answers – I’ve surprised myself with my sheer doggedness when it comes to getting stuff done!

M: I never would have called myself a workaholic until this past year, but I’ve been surprised, like both of you, by how much it’s actually true. I guess loving your work brings that out!

J: Yes. But one of the things that’s helped is that you both have been around to “talk me down” when I’m taxing myself. I think that’s one of the greatest things we’ve done for one another (besides all the “talking up,” of course).

M: Yeah – that support really has been critical. It’s easy to push too hard, or get too low. Having two partners/friends who can offer that bit of perspective is just invaluable.

T: It is a wonderful thing, and I wouldn’t be without you two! Now, what’s the most interesting or surprising thing you’ve learned about the industry over the course of 2014?

M: For me it was a fairly general realization. I was surprised by how unstable the market has gotten recently, and yet, within that, how many other options writers have. That and how unfailingly supportive other writers are.

T: That was totally going to be my answer – just how fantastic the erotica community is. We might supposedly be competing against each other but every writer I come across is generous with their support.

J: Yes. It’s a tight-knit group – probably the most lovable and delightful group of all the writer groups I’ve worked with. Considering how much flak the genre can get, it’s wonderful to have that support.

T: If we don’t help each other, who will?

J: Right!

T: Now, turning to what we’ve all been writing, tell me each of you, what was your hottest sex scene of the year?

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Because of the Way He Held Me

Posted on December 8, 2014December 9, 2014 by Jade A. Waters

Many of you know I write poetry, and usually, it’s quite erotic—whether it be romantic and erotic or downright dirty and erotic.

Today, I’ve got a new poem for you—but it’s not as erotic as I normally write. It’s getting back to my poetry roots, somewhat: a little darker, a little deeper, and in many ways, a little more raw. There was a time all the poetry I wrote was based on something that happened to me, or a relationship I had; this piece definitely flows in the same vein.

I hope you enjoy it.

BECAUSE OF THE WAY HE HELD ME

Jade A. Waters

Two silhouettes in a room
Filled with smoke, voices loud
He came to me, cornered me
Whispered, “Won’t you come with me?”
His arm twining round my waist, pulling me close
And I did, knowing for certain
It would be because of the way he held me.

Our dance began—magnificent, tremendous,
Two rushing rivers of lust,
Two colliding powers of desperate force.
When he stared into my eyes, I saw everything—
The world, the stars, the secrets to our souls.
It was all wrong
It was so right
But it was because of the way he held me.

Together, we moved
Hips joined, breaths one
A fire so deep the earth trembled, rolled, split open
A tsunami of sensation crashing over him, over me
Over us.
We were the tide, controlling rivers, lakes, and oceans,
We were the universe
All because of the way he held me.

In the dark of the night, we lingered close
His words more whispers, his fingers tracing swirls
Over the tender spread of my hips—
“Because you’re mine,” he’d say.
And I would cave, succumb
And feel
Making wrong a broken word I didn’t understand
Because this was right
And all because of the way he held me.

Now, the wash of memory sweeps across a distant shore
But his hands are still on me, his lips still near
The brand of a lifetime
So deep in these pores.
And I know it will be this way,
A long, long while
Because of the way he held me.

Thank you for joining me for this one.

XX,
Jade

Jade’s Gone Aural

Posted on November 24, 2014April 22, 2015 by Jade A. Waters

Sometimes, it’s fun to work in different mediums. This is why artists occasionally swap from acrylics to pen and ink, or from watercolor to encaustic. In my case, I usually switch from fiction to poetry, of course keeping a foot in one while dabbling in another.

So today, I’m excited to release a new medium on my site. I have a few freebies posted here, but I thought, why not release some audio versions? Ultimately, I’d like to do this with all the poems and flash pieces I post, but for now, I’ll give a little sampler to hopefully brighten a Monday morning.

The following are audio versions of three flash stories: “Two Shots of Gin,” “Heat,” and one previously hosted on another site, “Victory Lap.” All of them are available to read along, if you’d like. Or, feel free to give the voice recording a whirl right here:

Two Shots of Gin

Heat

Victory Lap

No matter what your method, I hope you enjoy them. They were great fun to record. 😉

XX,
Jade

Sign Your Name

Posted on November 4, 2014November 3, 2014 by Jade A. Waters

I love contracts. Like truly, positively, super duper love them. They delight me to no end because I’m eternally grateful to have the opportunity to sign them. I hear that eventually, some authors lose their enthusiasm over contracts. I can’t quite wrap my brain around this concept, especially since I tend to operate anywhere between excited and seriously overly excited! when it comes to the Jade-Excitement-o-Meter (particularly with contracts). That’s just how I roll—a bit squealy and over-enthusiastic, most the time.

But here’s the deal—I’ve been waiting to share some thrilling news that involved a very important contract. It’s the kind of news that made the Jade-Excitement-o-Meter shoot into the high heavens before resulting in a fair amount of celebratory shenanigans. It’s something I’d been working on for a couple months, but now that it’s happened and I’m all signed and sealed…

I am delighted to share that my work is now represented by the lovely Jessica Alvarez of BookEnds Literary Agency.

I’ve been working with Jessica for about a month, and even this early, I’m wowed. Currently we’re working on the book I finished writing earlier this year. It’s the first of a series, and I’m excited (again, excited!) to tell you more about it when we get further along in the process.

For now, I will just say I’m really damn enthralled (read: squealy and seriously wow kind of enthralled) to have Jessica represent my longer works!

Thank you for sharing the news with me.

Time for me to get back to work! 🙂

XX,
Jade

“Owned” Opens for Tamsin Flowers’ Sexy “Red Hot Zombie Cock” on the KMQ’s!

Posted on October 27, 2014July 20, 2016 by Jade A. Waters

Hi everyone! It may be Monday, but I’ve got fun news for you!

Remember Rose Caraway and her fabulous performance of “Soundscapes” on the KMQ’s back in July? Well, today she revealed a killer new episode. This time, not only did the KMQ’s perform another piece from me (“Owned,” one of my poems from the 7-Day Poem Challenge), but it was read in Big Daddy Caraway’s smokin’ hot voice (wow, oh wow wow wow) and it was paired with…

Wait for it…

My brilliant pal Tamsin Flowers’ “Red Hot Zombie Cock”!

I couldn’t be more thrilled!

Big Daddy’s fabulous cover for the tale!

“Red Hot Zombie Cock” is the first story in Tamsin’s insanely clever collection, Zombie Erotoclypse. I remember the first time I read this tale—I thought, oh my god, this woman made zombies sexy! Not only is she an incredible writer, but she’d done something new. I loved it! And hearing it narrated by Ms. Caraway with Big Daddy’s awesome musical choices? Fantastic!

Then, of course, Big Daddy narrated my poem “Owned” to open the show, and I’m telling you—my whole day was made complete. Between his voice and Tamsin’s zombies just in time for Halloween, it’s quite a ride!

So, please head on over to The Kiss Me Quick’s to give this episode a listen. I hope you’ll enjoy it!

XX,
Jade

You Win Some, You Lose Some (But Then You Win More)

Posted on October 1, 2014October 1, 2014 by Jade A. Waters

It is finally October.

*Breathes enormous sigh of relief.*

My Sexy Optimist Pencils from Alison Tyler

Alison Tyler got me these pencils from Carbon Crusader as a participation prize—with my own personal motto on them!

To be clear, September was probably the most brutal month I’ve had in years. I had a gazillion things going on (no, really, a gazillion), and I felt more challenged than the proverbial hamster on a wheel. See, I was a runner on a treadmill asked to juggle fireballs, kittens, and jello with one hand tied behind my back, wearing a blindfold and chewing gum while also singing Christmas carols. It was nuts! My day job went full-tilt chaos; I had so many events scheduled I turned insomniac again; I had a jury duty run that, to be honest, was extremely emotional and brought up some old “stuff” for me (fortunately, I was dismissed after two days); and on top of all that, I wasn’t getting my words in. I’m an extremely fast writer, but when you don’t have the time, you don’t have the words. I also try not to write when I haven’t been sleeping, because bad things happen—I get forgetful. Plot points disappear. Characters lose important traits. Dialogue gets painful. And on and on…I mean heck, even outside the writing, I was so tired I had two conversations with a friend in one day and completely forgot it was her birthday. OMG. I don’t do that, like, ever—I’m the Keeper of the Birthdays! (Fortunately, she’s not a big birthday person. She laughed the whole thing off and told me to get some sleep.)

So all stressful things aside, here’s the deal—I’m generally a super optimist. I admit, I struggled to hang on to that as the month continued, and I had to keep reminding myself what a certain family member of mine always says: “How do you eat the elephant, honey? One bite at a time.”

I would never eat the legendary Bertha, but you get the idea.

So I kept repeating that to myself…

One bite.

Come here, Bertha baby, you’re mine.

In truth, some of this figurative elephant eating was pretty kick-ass, and since there was so much goodness, I’m going to list it out for you:

♦ I got to join Rose Caraway in a bunch of readings for The Sexy Librarian’s Big Book of Erotica. It needs to be said I love reading out loud, plus, I got to read my girl Tamsin Flowers’s delightful story, “POW! It’s Shibari Girl!” Great story, great events, AND, as it turns out, reading with Rose is better than ice cream with brownies and fudge sauce on top. It’s so much fucking fun! It doesn’t hurt that she and her fabulous husband, Big Daddy, are like the nicest, sweetest people on the planet, so every event I attended and participated in was fantastic!

♦ I hung out with other amazing people at all these events, too! Of course there was the lovely Malin James (whom I’m so close to I’m convinced she is my twin separated at birth), the sassy and delightful social media guru Eva Gantz, and the charming and sweet Sinclair Sexsmith. I had so many incredible conversations with each of them!

♦ Malin James and I went to one of Rose Caraway’s events as viewers, and we ended up having drinks with Rose, Big Daddy, and the legend that is Rachel Kramer Bussel. Guys, seriously—I had drinks with Rose, Big Daddy, Rachel KB, and Malin! Holy smokes!

♦ I finished my edits for Coming Together: Among the Stars, a sci-fi erotica anthology edited by Lynn Townsend and coming soon to benefit International Still’s Disease Foundation. I’ll have details on the book and my story, “The Joy Ride,” in the near future!

♦ I joined a randy group of wild writers for an upcoming anthology called Chemical (Se)X. Details forthcoming, but for now I’ll just say chocolate and sex.

♦ I got to support my graphic memoirist friend, MariNaomi, in the release of her new book in San Francisco! Mari is a personal friend and mentor in many ways, so I loved seeing her celebrate the release of her book. So proud!

♦ I celebrated my soon-to-arrive niecey #2 or nephew #1 (to be determined!) at a baby shower. (I love being an auntie.) 🙂

♦ I wrote several erotic poems inspired by the challenge Tamsin Flowers issued at our last Pillow Talk Secrets session. This was fun and fabulous; I got to stir up my poetry roots while getting in some smutty words in seriously short time increments—and I even started a page for it! This was the bulk of the writing I did all month. You know what? It wasn’t a ton, but it still felt like a win. And speaking of wins…

♦ I shared more fabulous moments with my Pillow Talk girls. Malin James and Tamsin Flowers are, quite simply, the loveliest. I’m a happy camper having the both of them in my life. (MUAH to you both!)

♦ And then there was the ginormous feat…I completely transferred my website to a self-hosted space. This involved a whole heck of a lot of design and setup work behind the scenes that could not have been possible without my awesome teacher, DomSigns. When his dreamy wife, Molly Moore, initially offered to help, I had no idea what I was in for—namely, a bevy of delightful Skype sessions that resulted in (a) me learning a ton and (b) us laughing a lot (mostly at naughty jokes). I can now proudly say that this site is damn near done and censorship free. There are a few other little things I have planned and/or need to fix, but holy torpedo, Batman, transfer complete!

So basically, despite all the chaos, I came out smiling. I may be ragged and tired, but I’m happy and have time again—which means I can get back to the book I had half-written before The Attack of September. Yeah!

Now, I just have one more thing to say:

October, baby—you’re my bitch.

XX,
Jade

The Final Day of the 7-Day Poem Challenge: “The Match”

Posted on October 1, 2014December 30, 2016 by Jade A. Waters

Welcome back!

It’s here—the final day of my 7-Day Poem Challenge. This time, I went big. Today’s piece is a narrative poem called “The Match,” and since it’s on the long side, I’ll get right to it.

I hope you enjoy…

THE MATCH
by
Jade A. Waters

“There’s something about the sweat of a woman,” he says.
I’m not sure what to think.
I mean, I’m standing here
Naked
The steam so suffocating I’m remembering
How hard it can be to breathe through my once-broken nose.
Beads of sweat—
No,
Rivulets of sweat
Curl down my sides,
Curving under my breasts
Racing down the hard lines of my abs
Slowing when they hit the subtle rise of trimmed curls
He exposed
When he yanked my boy shorts down to my ankles just a minute ago.

“You think I’m kidding?”
“I don’t—”
I bite my lip.
That’s just it.
I don’t.
Then again, it’s hard to think with him breathing in my ear
No,
Panting.
His exhalations are still a little wild from
Our match not ten minutes before,
And when he licks the smooth line of my neck
I arch back in protest.
I always fight—
But just a little.

Danny grabs onto my hips.
The move is so sudden I jerk,
My breasts smashing against the punching bag.
(See, he didn’t leave me much leeway when he cuffed me
To the chains that hold this thing in place—
And I’d tell you I mind,
But I don’t.)
He digs his fingers into jutting bones,
Rubs his cock against my firm ass
Catches the lobe of my ear between his teeth
And groans when I squirm
Like I wanna fight.
Danny responds by slipping his fingers down,
Pinching my clit,
Sliding that cock right where he needs to be—
Where I need him to be—
And then he gasps again,
As if he’s surprised to find me so wet.

Every time we spar
I get like this.
I’ve been training far longer than him
So he doesn’t mind me pinning him on the mat
Straddling him with my aching thighs
Grinding my pussy against him
And shoving my elbow into his chest
When I whisper,
“I win. Again.”
He leisurely smiles.
I think that’s because the moment it’s over—
My victory, done—
I surrender.
I’ll let Danny take my wrists
Tie them somewhere
Anywhere, really
Like now, cuffed up to this heavy bag
That smells like my sweat and plastic.

“Well?” he asks.
“Well, what?”
The head of his cock is just inside the rim of my cunt
And he’s teasing me
Taunting me
Spurring me on even more
Than the fans chanting outside the ring during my matches.
Danny knows how much this gets me
So he thrusts slowly
Making me moan.
Fuck me.
He feels so good
That when he sinks deeper
I don’t even care that my mouth
Is on the bag
That my cries
Are falling from my lips louder than the bell
That signals my wins.

“Like that?” he says.
That is all guttural moan and a puff of air,
And to remind me how much I want it
He pumps again. Then once more.
“Fuck, yes, Danny.”
“Yeah? You surrender?”
“Yes!”
He drives in so deep
All I can think
Is that I’m sweaty
That he’s sweaty
That holy fuck
He feels so good.
He wraps his arms around the bag and me both
Closing me between two things I love
Biting at the side of my chin
As he fucks me
Hard
Fast
And sweaty like we like it.

It doesn’t take long
Of course—
Me cuffed up to that bag
Danny all the way inside me
The smell of sweat and lust
And so many fights
On the training mat
Surrounding us as we go
For this one more match
Before our shower.

But this time
We both win.

And there you have it! Seven straight days of poetry. To be honest, I had a ton of fun. I hope you did, too!

To celebrate this week of poetry, I’m launching a brand new page on my site! Please check it out right here—you’ll find all the poems I’ve written so far, completely free and in one place. I plan to add to it as I write more poems in time. 🙂

As for now…thank you so much for joining me on this erotic poetry adventure!

XX,
Jade

The Poem Challenge, Day 6: “Owned”

Posted on September 30, 2014October 19, 2014 by Jade A. Waters

It’s been five straight days of erotic poetry, and now we’re back for Day 6!

For the last few days, I’ve been posting an erotic poem each day. The challenge was my personal extension of the one Tamsin Flowers suggested at our last Pillow Talk Secrets session, and I’ve been enjoying exploring my poetry roots here with you. I hope you’ve enjoyed it, too!

I’m trying really hard not to play favorites with my poems, but today’s is feeling dear to me for some reason. I’ve been all over the map with themes—please feel free to check out “Morning Desire,” “You and Only You,” “In the Dark,” “Like This” and “Her Bliss”—so who knows. It’s early…I still have one more to go!

But for now, here is “Owned”:

OWNED
by
Jade A. Waters

I tell you I own you
Then watch
The corners of your lips
Turn up in an eager smile.
You tremble slightly,
Breasts heaving
Belly fluttering,
And between your thighs is the sweetest sight,
Slick, silky moisture
Pooling
Waiting
Ensconcing my fingers as I slide them inside you.
Now you shudder,
Whimper,
Whisper cries of
More
Yes
Please.
You quiver around me as I follow the curves of your body
Inside
Until you moan for me.
Then and only then
Do I come to you,
Press every craving inch of me
To the heat
Pooling
Waiting
Embracing my cock as I push inside you.
I watch you shudder again.
You grip me
Tight
And now your cries
Are mine—
More
Yes
Please.
Teeth bared against the perfect flesh
Of your breast
Until I tremble
And fill you.
Because in truth,
My love
It is you who owns me.

All right…only one more day to go. I hope you’ll join me tomorrow for Day 7!

XX,
Jade

The Poem Challenge Day 5: “Her Bliss”

Posted on September 29, 2014September 27, 2014 by Jade A. Waters

It’s Monday—time for another poem!

Today is Day 5 of the 7-Day Poem Challenge, and I think I’ll get right to it. (For those of you just tuning in, the reason I started this shebang can be found right here.)

I always feel like Mondays can be so cruel at times…so today I went for something soft and sweet (after yesterday’s super naughty piece). This one is called “Her Bliss,” and I hope you enjoy it.

HER BLISS
by
Jade A. Waters

A hand
Curves around her breast
Caressing soft skin,
Making her writhe beneath him
As he makes his way down
Down
Down,
Kisses all the way along her belly
Until he reaches her swollen clit,
Catches it between his lips
And tugs.

She opens for him
Legs widening in the sheets
Hands coiling in his hair
Whimpers filling the room
As he buries his tongue
Between her folds.
She is dancing against his face
Lifting her hips
For the passion that
He bestows on her,
His tongue lapping, licking, loving
As his fingers trace the silky ring of her pussy
And slip inside.

She heaves a new gasp,
Her body trembling in sweat
Her breasts rising and falling
Her breath whishing past her lips.
She is moaning
As he tends to her,
His mouth and fingers
Working in unison, working faster
Sending the ribbon of heat
Through her every limb, every pore
Until finally
She throws her hands over her face,
Moans the loudest, sweetest cry
And gives him everything he wanted—
Her bliss.

I think I’m ready for Monday now. 🙂

Enjoy the day, and I hope you’ll join me tomorrow for Day 6.

XX,
Jade