Olive receives a check for $167,699, the exact amount required to pay off her student loans, along with a plane ticket and invitation to meet her mysterious benefactor in Hawaii. All he wants in return for his payment is 365 days and nights with Olive.
Married erotica. You read that right. This couple is already in it for the long haul, but what do you do when your husband changes so much you no longer recognize the person you married? What if a part of you thrills at that?
A down-on-his-luck NFL player, single dad, and a hotter-than-blazes CEO? The pages burn up faster than you can turn them. Also, the hero is so sweet and loving with his son that you just want to bite him.
This book somehow manages to be both filthy and a well-written paranormal romance. Dragos, Pia, and the cast of characters in the Elder Races series are an absolute joy, and I read this installment every few years at least. Just writing this little summary makes me want to read it again.
Excerpt: She lifted her leg, placing the toe of her black pump on his shoulder. Cupping her ankle, he removed her shoe and slid off the stocking, licking, nibbling and kissing each portion of newly bared skin. He repeated the agonizingly slow process on the other leg. Once finished, he scrutinized her, noting her ragged breathing as he placed his hands on her knees.
The title lets you know that this book has its fair share of taboos. In fact, early on in the text, the main character has an orgasm on the exam table with her very hot, very youthful gynecologist. Honestly, come for the sex, stay for the love story, because this one has a great happily ever after.
First in the Elemental World series of books by Elizabeth Hunter, this second-chance vampire romance has action, romance, and yes, sex that involves fangs. The best part about this book is its intimacy. These lovers have been apart for decades, yet their encounters hold such closeness while also having that fire of discovery between new lovers. The sex burns the pages.
This whole series is hot, and has so much action outside of the bedroom that it is utterly unputdownable. However, a note of warning: This one is a little out of the ordinary for a paranormal romance series, as the protagonist is *gasp* sexually liberated and has more than one partner throughout the series. In this installment, Eleanor Morgan is in deep with her vampire lover, the over-the-top sexy vampire, Raj.
For your reading pleasure dip into the dark and sexy world of Zak Hardacre, one of my contributing erotic authors with an excerpt from one of his latest published stories. A wonderful opportunity to enjoy the writing of this erotic author and find out more about his other works. This excerpt is taken from Alters a dark and powerful story full of twists and turns, below is his chosen excerpt for you to enjoy here. You can also read his erotic story CUBAN CIGAR which he wrote to accompany the film for Frolicme. Full details of where you can purchase the full copy of Alters either in paperback or ebook can be found at the end.
The lock turns under my cumbersome touch, the weight of my body causing me to fall forward. Tumbling to the floor my skirt rides up exposing my bare arse cheeks to any passer-by. Struggling onto my hands and knees, peering around to make sure no one has noticed my embarrassing faux pas I regain my footing.
Glancing at my watch, I see it is just gone 2am. The apartment block foyer is devoid of life, save for the night porter, who sat at his security desk. Looking up from the newspaper he is reading, he seems concerned at my appearance. I must seem to him like Bambi in the Walt Disney cartoon of the same name. Legs wobbling in an attempt to keep my balance.
Breathing a sigh of relief as the lift reaches my floor, I fumble in my handbag for my keys. Tittering to myself, as I brush aside the pack of condoms that have lay dormant in there for almost six months since I purchased them. Luckily for me, the key to my flat is a piece of plastic encoded with my details. Swiping it down in between the security device attached to the side of the door, the LED light blinks green. Pushing down on the handle the door swings open, and I step inside.
Turning both the hot and cold taps, checking with my palm if the water is the required temperature. Satisfied, that it is just right, I remove my panties and bra throwing them in the wash basket in the corner of the room. Completely naked I wander into the living room and pick up my iPad. Scrolling through my music app I pick a playlist. The soft melodic tones of the female artist fills the room. Inserting a pair of headphones into the audio port, I place the small round devices into my ears.
Singing along with the tune, I make my way back to the bathroom. Pouring a generous amount of lavender scented bubble bath into the water, I wait until the water has reached around 6 inches from the top of the tub.
Stepping into the water, I delay slightly before lowering myself. In the deep roll top bath, the water reaches just above my knee. Settling down I slide beneath the bubbles, the water displacing itself so it rises around two inches from the crest of the tub. The warm water is soothing, relaxing. Just fucking perfect!
Closing my eyes, with a contented smile on my lips, I lean back my head on the waterproof pillow attached to the end of the bath. Out of nowhere, the image of Ashton crashes into my mind. Perhaps it is the calming effects of the bubbles and warm relaxing water. I had been so disappointed when he had refused the coffee I had offered.
The luxurious touch of the warm water gently lapping at my body is relaxing. The mere thought of Ashton, his well-toned chiselled physique pressing against me, makes my nipples stiffen. The erotic thoughts stimulate my mind and my body reacts immediately. The synapsis in my brain firing like a volley of artillery, electricity shooting through my body. There was no going back, the tingling in my pussy relentless. I give myself over to the powerful urges welling deep inside.
Raising my right leg, I drape it over the roll top bath, giving me better access to my pussy. Fingers glide easily over my open slit, before plunging deep inside. In time to the rhythm of the music, I slowly finger fuck myself. At the same time raising my hips, forcing myself against my fingers, wanting them deep inside of me. The need to be filled, all-consuming.
Desperately turning to my right and just in arms reach is the 10-inch rubber dildo, strategically placed there for such an eventuality. I grab it with one hand while the other continues to pleasure myself. In one swift movement and with the aid of my left hand, I insert it in my now soaking pussy. The sudden penetration pushes me over the edge, my breathing coming in short fast pants, as I vigorously fuck myself. The orgasm begins to roll and rumble like thunder deep down.
A screaming moan escapes my lips, body tensing, I writhe in the water splashing about as the orgasm ripples through my body. Closing my eyes, I relish the fire within. I wait silently for my body to recover, breathing to return to normal. I dream of his strong masculine rough hands, the coldness of his rings on my burning flesh. I drift into a contented sleep.
I need a few more hours of blackness. Not to sleep, but to prepare for the working day. To organize and prioritize my thoughts, the mental lists I make every morning. I have lived the same story for three long years, surely there must be more to life than this? A spark of dangerous excitement to pull myself out of the rut I am stuck in. Ashton had been such a breath of fresh air last night, I hope that maybe he can add that missing ingredient to my mundane existence.
I decide to take the stairs, the exercise will probably do me good. The working day can be hectic to say the least, so any chance I get to stretch my legs and get my heart pumping I take. Although I exercise daily I find it hard fitting it into my busy life. Keeping myself in shape to attract a man has not worked recently, and I had almost despaired until last night.
Settling into my leather chair, I turn on my computer and wait for it to boot. Entering my username and password at the login screen, one by one my applications begin to open. The most important one, my mail program and calendar are last to fill my screen.
Being mild-mannered is not always a good thing when you are looking to acquire high profile clients to promote. I have witnessed on more than one occasion either Mr. Brandon or Harte, chastise him after failing to secure a contract. I usually am unfortunately the person he seems to take it out on when this happens. Yet my calming influence has a positive effect on him.
His obsession with hand cleaning, and having everything in a particular order or place an annoying trait that I sometimes find difficult to cope with. I have observed over the last few months that his mood swings have become more and more frequent. In fact, he has become bad-tempered on a daily basis. It may not last long, but long enough to frighten me for a short period of time.
As always, he is dressed impeccably, this morning in a grey striped Versace Pied De Poule suit. The cut of the jacket, highlighting his lean athletic body. He stops by my desk, his crotch in direct line of sight with my eyes. Tearing my gaze away from the lump in his trousers, I look him straight in the eyes. Almond shaped and brown, they have a warmth and kindness about them. I shiver as I feel my pussy moisten, clenching my thighs together. In the past, I had imagined us being alone, him bending me over the desk and having his wicked way with me.
The door slams, and through the glass frontage of his office I see him tinkering with some items on his desk. He is so predictable, but that is just the way he is. Everything has a place and everything in its place. That was his mantra and how he coped with day to day life.
Meanwhile, she had written many sex stories about and for sexual open-minded people. Sex and erotic short stories in English, from 18 years, are their great passion. Especially from the areas: Analsex, Groupsex, Cuckold, Femdom, Outdoorsex, Swingersex, Wifesharing, Dirty Talk, Milf and Omasex. For her there is no taboo. She also likes to write about mature men and young women, school girls (the girls are over 18), the first time sex, outgoings, fling and lesbian love.
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