Maggie Mitchell

100th Sunday Snog


To celebrate the 100th Sunday Snog with the fabulous Victoria Blisse – we are donating to the Médecins Sans Frontières with every snog.  Here is a snog from my upcoming story CHASING TERPSICHORE!

Here we go…ENJOY!

Chasing TerpsichoreThe doorbell rang around eleven o’clock as James shut down his laptop, about to turn in. Who the hell is visiting at this time of night?

Peering through his peephole, he saw a woman. A woman he didn’t recognise. A gorgeous woman he didn’t recognise, who pressed his doorbell quite insistently.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming.”

He opened the door and the woman flung herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him smack bang on the lips. Not just any old kiss either. Holy crap. Sparks flew from the first fiery touch of her soft, but demanding, lips on his.

Who is this woman? 

Then again, his hormones said something else— who cares?

The softness of her lips belied the intoxicating power of her taste, mixed with the heady scent of her skin. His senses were overloaded as the woman snaked her fingers into his hair and she drew nearer to his body, pressing her breasts so close he could feel the outline of her taut nipples.

Somehow reality kicked in. What in God’s name am I doing kissing a strange woman? Reluctantly he withdrew, placing his hands on her shoulders to steady her as he pushed her away, his breathing as rapid as a freight train. “Okay, you have my attention now.” She opened her eyes and looked up into his face.

Aquamarine eyes, the colour of the Aegean. No, it can’t be.

Afraid he knew the answer already, he asked anyway. “Care to tell me who you are and what you’re doing here?”

She smiled. “Don’t you recognise me, James?” Pouting, she placed her hand dramatically over her chest. “I’m deeply wounded.”

He laughed. Somehow he thought her ego could take it. She looked more like the cat who swallowed the cream than a wounded one. Still, he couldn’t believe this beautiful woman before him was the self-same, pole dancing, tango teacher he’d met that afternoon. She definitely cleaned up well, and his tightening pants could certainly attest to that. “Miss Olympia? I didn’t recognise you. You look different.”

Picking up his hand, she turned it over before tracing his heart line with her index finger. “It’s Corey, and aren’t you going to invite me in?”

He stood back to let her through. “Sure, come in.” Warning bells rang loudly in his head, but he ignored them as she sauntered past him, her hips swaying seductively as she made her way to his couch. What does she want? He’d already decided she wasn’t his type, although she did look better in her surprisingly conservative clothes. With her high–collared white shirt buttoned all the way up to the top and a colourful skirt swishing and swirling around her ankles, no skin showed at all. Yet she still managed to look enticingly sexy. The biggest surprise was her hair. He’d known the blonde mop was a wig, but he never would had guessed at the crowning glory under it. Her hair was magnificent with those amazing red curls flowing way past her shoulders. His hands itched to touch it and feel the softness between his fingers.

Geez, he needed to get a grip.

“Nice place you have here, James.” she said.  She smiled while making herself at home on his couch, and spreading her arms languorously over the top of it.

He stared at the gorgeous body sitting next to him on his couch. She confounded him and he asked himself again—why is she here?  “Is there a problem with the charges? The judge dropped them didn’t he?”

“No problems at all. In fact, that’s why I’m here. To thank you.” Her green eyes twinkled. “I’d be in real trouble if not for your help. I am deeply in your debt.”

Remembering the heat of that kiss, he shifted from one foot to another. “Consider me thanked.”

She lifted her eyebrows and smiled again, a cute little dimple appearing on her cheek. “Oh no, James. I am nowhere near finished thanking you yet.”

Chasing Terpsichore is coming soon!

Preorder: 13th September 2013  NOW for a 15% discount! 
Prerelease: 27th September 2013
General Release: 25th October 2013



All who leave a comment will go in the draw to win a $10 Amazon GC 🙂

And if you head on over to the other SNOGS you can win more prizes – plus read some gorgeous snogs!

Click HERE to find out all about it!


Please consider visiting Victoria Blisse’s Just Giving Page and donating to Médecins Sans Frontières so we can help these brave doctors kiss lots of boo-boos better.

Médecins Sans Frontières/Doctors Without Borders (MSF) is a worldwide movement. They deliver medical aid to the people who need it most, wherever they are. We’re hoping to make at least 100 pounds to contribute to their work. Here’s to many snogs and many donations which will help to make this world a better place.


12 Thoughts on “100th Sunday Snog

  1. Thanks for the great snog. I have not been reading them but this was great!

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  3. Kassandra on September 23, 2013 at 1:15 am said:

    Wonderful scene!

  4. Love how he didn’t know who she was! (giggles)

  5. Loved this scene!

  6. I’ve always loved that word – snog. Great one.

  7. What a fab snog, thanks for joining in the snogfest!

  8. Catherine on September 23, 2013 at 6:40 am said:

    Doctors Without Borders is such a great cause. Thanks for participating.

  9. Ah, this is a nice one!

  10. helene tompkins on September 23, 2013 at 10:25 am said:

    omg I love the excerpt only problem was it wasn’t long enough LOL 🙂

  11. Chris Bails on September 23, 2013 at 11:39 am said:

    I love a good snog. This one was a good one. I loved the excerpt from the book. Going to have to check out this author. A new one for me.

    christinebails at yahoo dot com

  12. Maggie Mitchell on September 28, 2013 at 11:46 am said:

    And the winner is….Kassandra! You need to email me so I can arrange to deliver your $10 Amazon GC.

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