Now, first off let me explain that title. Ultimate Man is NOT reading Laurel K Hamilton with me. I’ve been binging on her Anita Blake series before reading the latest installment, Dead Ice. I made it up to 12… the latest one is, like, book 23 or something.
So some background. The Anita Blake series (and I HIGHLY recommend it to EVERYONE) is a detective thriller with sex, vampires, wereanimials (of all species) zombies and police. It’s a kick ass series to read. BUT you must read them correctly once you get past the 5th or 6th one. First off… she overdoes it on the character descriptions. The “this book stands alone” concept is just crazy when you get into the double digits of a series. NO ONE needs several paragraphs of description in the middle of the action to describe what the fuck Zerbrowsky is wearing and why. Yes… it won’t match, yes, he’s a slob, etc. etc. etc. We love him, ONE line of him showing up in train pajamas is all it takes! (sorry to vent… bit of a pet peeve.) Also, be aware that almost ALL of the characters (except Micah.. we love Micah) have angsty shit they are “working on” in the series, over and over and over it sometimes seems, in the books. Although I will say with this last one.. wow… everyone seems to finally have it all together and our gang is ready to totally dump those who don’t. Hurrah! Cuz, frankly its getting boring watching the same bs pop up every book. And in that last group scene, her description of testing new women to join the group with kissing was, HOT HOT HOT!!!
What I adore about her books can be summed up with…. Who thinks up this crazy shit!?! And wow… this is really, really thoroughly researched (so researched that I COMPLETELY skip her gun descriptions now… way more than I need to know, thanks) and she brings her Biology degree in handy when describing were-animal culture. Just brilliantly. And I’ve come to love, love, love the way she portrays a complicated poly situation where there is lots of love, bisexuals, gays, straights, communication and sex… oh the sex! ALL of the male lovers of Anita are very sexy, good looking, powerful and built. A true fantasy!
Which brings me to Ultimate Man. (Well, we ARE speaking of fantasy, right?) I swear I feel like I’m in her books when he rolls off me after amazing sex and throws an arm above his head. He lies there, stretched and languid, with this perfect body and chiseled features. He looks at me with that sexy smile and all the eye candy of his body and I’m instantly in lust again… just wow. I could stare at him forever, naked or clothed. Then there is his cock.. oh his amazing tool… it’s…. heavy. Stroking it is so much fun, but feeling the heft of it in my hands is this little added spice. And wow… does it fit in my mouth! I don’t know how, but somehow his width seems to fit in a way that does not gag me. It’s as if his head it too wide to go too far, so it caresses the back of my throat in the most arousing way. I got so into it and then his hands moved my fingers to his little anus and I almost brought his orgasm past his iron control when I fucked his ass with my finger while he fucked my mouth.
But evil me pulled away and said, “no, no, no cuming yet.” Because of the way his cock fills my pussy, I knew I had to have that. So, so exquisite and not something I want to miss a minute of, it is that pleasurable.
Now he does have a bend so some positions we don’t do and he tends to try to pull my short legs farther than they stretch when I’m on my back. But when I’m on my tummy and he’s fucking me from behind he has these perfect fingers and he fucks my ass with one with such expertise that when he starts the words “No, not there…” just pop out of my mouth. He immediately stops, pulls out and apologizes but by then the words, “Oh wow, that feels great” have popped into my head! I can’t tell you how funny it is to try to explain this in the middle of sex.
He gives great orgasm. And he gives wonderful sighs and words like, “My God I love the smell of your pussy.” or “Wow, look at that…. beautiful” when he spreads me open. Don’t even get me started on his tongue! Absolutely perfect oral sex. He is Tongue God, Anal King, a bit of Bear & one or two others all rolled into one package…. in the body of an underwear model. Hence his nickname Ultimate Man. If he was as skin sensitive as Sex God so I could torment him with my fingers and tongue, the man would be perfect. Well, technically, perfect would be addicted to me so I could continue to play with him lots and lots and lots! 😀
So I’ll be going about my day and I’ll think about that wonderful kissing scene which perfectly topped the group confrontation with Asher in the Anita Blake book by Hamilton and immediately my brain will pop a picture of Ultimate Man lying naked and stretched out on his bed after sex. I think, these two “scenes” just put me in a good, good mood.
mmmmm…. Ultimate Man…. mmmmmmm
* And friends, if I thought he’d allow it, I’d post a picture for all to see his sexiness.