Day One ~ Bad Boy VS. Good Boy ~Kendall Grey

Do you like 'em good or bad?

Welcome to the Bad Boys Vs. Good Boys Blog event hosted by:

Taryn of My Secret Romance, Dawn of Day Dreaming Book Reviews,

Autumn of The Autumn Review and Kat of The Book Tart.

It's day one of our Bad Boys VS. Good Boys  event and OMG what a way to start it out! Today we have author Kendall Grey with us. Miss Grey is a "new to me" author but after this interview I can tell you now, I going to remedy that immediately. This post comes with a WARNING LABEL! SUPER HOT territory ahead, have a glass a water and fan handy cause you are gonna need it!

When Fire scorches Air, Vexx has no choice but to embrace the burn...

Free-spirited Aer Elemental Vexx finds herself in an ironic predicament when her boss pairs her up with Byrn, a brazen Fyre Elemental, to complete an undercover mission at a BDSM club. She's been secretly crushing on him for months, so playing Domme to his arrogant, snarky sub is a dream come true. Not only that, she can finally turn the tables on him for the all the suggestive taunting he dishes on a regular basis. But one small problem prevents Vexx from fully embracing her role. If Byrn touches her, she's dead.


**The author will donate all profits from the sale of the JUST BREATHE trilogy to programs that educate people about whales and the challenges they face.

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Now that you know a bit about the book let me please introduce you all to Bryn...

1. Name and which book you’re from. Are you good or bad?

The name’s Byrn. I come from Kendall Grey’s JUST BREATHE (Book 3 in the JUST BREATHE Trilogy) and her short story VEXXED, and I’m ALL GOOD. So good, I’ll rock your lady garden like a sexual deviant on steroids wearing nothing but combat boots and a thong at the prom.

2. It’s Valentine’s Day. What kind of night do you have planned for your lady friend?

Why settle for one lady friend when you can have a harem of ho’s at your beck and call? My night will likely kick off with a hearty banging involving no less than three women and maybe a dude or two. We’ll start with household appliances. On top of the washer. Move over to the dryer. Air conditioning unit outside to cool my balls off for a bit, then on to the garage. I like power tools. A lot.

Once my shagadelic posse and I leave the house, I envision catching more action at the local dungeon. Dom, sub, switch—what the fuck ever I need to be, I will be. As long as there’s Fire, I WILL, by the gods, have ALL of it. For appetizers, I shall jerk off on a pile of tits in between laying pipe with tempremenstrual chicks and bitchy twinks. The main course shall consist of a nice scene involving cos play (I’ll be Dr. Rusty Venture, but with amazing hair. Fuck yeah.) and helium balloons, and we’ll top off our BDSM excursion with karaoke dessert. This Byrn bitch will command the mic, singing Lords of Acid tunes like Ethel Merman. It’ll be total jacktits.

And as every Valentine’s night should end in awesomeness, my bitches and I will stop off for a combination post-party grease fest/bathroom gang bang quickie at the nearest Waffle House. I expect to wake up the next morning from a diabetic sex coma covered in suspect bodily fluids and maple syrup, lying face down in the parking lot.

3.  If you could wield cupids bow and arrow, who would you shoot and why?

*Busts out laughing* I not only wield Cupid’s bow and arrow. I invented them. Behold this mighty bow… *Thrusts hips in your direction* and its highly sought-after love arrow *Squeezes cock.* Who would I shoot and why? I’d pop off cum-powered love rounds like an automatic rifle at anything with a pulse within a quarter-mile radius. Because I can.

4. Whisper sweet nothings in my ear telling me what you will do to me on Valentine's.

First I’m gonna gag you because I can’t be having non-stop chatter in my ear while I’m using you. Once you’re properly belted and stowed, I’ll say, “My dick tastes like Godiva truffles. If you suck it long enough, you’ll find its sweet, creamy center. Then El Choco-Cocko will have a seizure and fill your tummy with amour spermies. AH! Good to the last drop.” Side note: I hear cum also clears up acne and smoothes wrinkles. Just sayin’.

5. While us ladies love to be wined, dined, and *clears throat* loved on Valentine's... What is it you men want most on Valentine's?

A thick slab of ass with a nice chianti. *Tilts head and checks out your trunk* You know, the holiday actually started off in history as Vagina’s Day. The pope at the time got offended by the excessive mentions of “pussy this and pussy that” by his subjects, so he changed it to “Valentine’s” to honor the name of the altar boy he was banging at the time.

I’m sorry. What was the question again?

6. Give me your sweetest/dirtiest twitter message (140 characters)

Let’s go the sweet route this time:

I’m gonna fill your ass with so much sweet cum, you’ll taste Godiva truffle for a week and need a shot of insulin every time you fart.

7. What do you look for in a woman?

A heartbeat, but it’s not absolutely necessary.

Lightening Speed questions:

Blonde’s, Redhead’s, or Brunettes? 

The Byrn does not discriminate. If it has hair of any sort, it’s eligible for a randy fucking.

Boxer’s or Briefs?

Commando

Chocolate, Strawberry  or Vanilla?

Well, we certainly don’t want anything vanilla, now do we? Chocolate syrup drizzle on my cock will work nicely for lube. I’ll give you three stabs. I guarantee you’ll come in two or less. I’ll top off your bliss with an over-achieving strawberry, doubling as a butt plug. Then I’ll open wide and enjoy the fruits of your labor.

Soft and Sweet or Up Against the Wall?

Soft and sweet up against the church confessional wall.

Rain or Snow?

Neither. I’m a Fyre Elemental. I don’t do precipitation.

Cabin or Beach Villa?

Dude, those both fucking suck. How about Mars? It’s hot there, right?

~~~~Limerick:~~~~

           There once was a man with two cunts

Who loved football and performing stunts.

When he unleashed his new poons,

The ladies all swooned

For the boy who punts with two cunts.

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About Author:

Kendall Grey, word wrangler, whale warrior, wicked wench, and lover of tongue-tripping alliteration, was born without an off-switch between her brain and mouth. She's been called the "Flux Capacitor of Twitter" (@kendallgrey1) and "A little package of love all wrapped up in F-word paper," but she's really just a maniacal writer relaying eyewitness accounts of the rave inside her head. She writes urban fantasy with strong romantic elements and also dabbles in erotica and horror on occasion.

Kendall lives off a dirt road near Atlanta, Georgia, but don't hold that against her.

You can find Kendall Grey at:

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