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When Vivienne sits
inconsolable in the hospital chapel, the last encounter she expects
is a fervent entanglement with an otherworldly being, as passions
increase she learns for the first time in her life the true meaning
of out of this world. In the second, Sarah meets a new lover after
telling him all her intimate fantasies in an internet chat room. And,
the final story concerns the journey a young woman takes, as a
Dominant offers to show her the ropes, in exchange for her submission
via BDSM. Individually these stories are hot, but together they are
sizzling
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GOOD! 3 April 2017
This is one HOT book!!
Do not read if you are at work, on the bus, sat with your in-laws. I
repeat, do not do it. This is a collection of short, extremely hot
stories that I loved reading! If you're looking for the perfect
summer read to lose yourselves in, this is it.
5.0 out of 5 stars
ByMandy
Sawyeron
December 30, 2017
Absolutely
fantastic read. Hot short stories that will burn you up! These are a
whole new level of hotness. Very well written and I will return to
this book when I need a lot of naughty words to read!!
Excerpt:
We had met on the
internet. You know, in a chat room, and arranged to meet up.
The plane had just
landed and I was extremely nervous, but excited. The things we had
discussed online had made my heart race, so many fantasies that we
had both had. Now that we were meeting up, maybe, hopefully, some of
those fantasies would be fulfilled.
I stood waiting at
the luggage carousel until I spotted my suitcase. The red satin
ribbon I’d tied on the handle now seemed like a little flag.
I’d dressed in a
slim fitting black pencil skirt, scarlet top and scarlet suede high
heel shoes. My underwear was especially chosen with him in mind. A
black lacy bra, a new black lacy thong, finished off with stockings
and suspenders. A short black leather jacket over the top created the
look.
Even when I’d
retrieved my case, I loitered a few minutes longer by the carousel,
wondering what would happen when we met. Would I even recognise him?
We had seen pictures of each other, and he’d heard my voice. I knew
he was over six foot tall, and he knew I was a little over five foot
five inches, so he would be taller than me.
My hands were
sweating a little now, and my legs were shaking too. Would I be
able to go through with this? Would he? I nipped to the toilets, my
nervousness making me need a pee. I brushed my hair and reapplied my
make up, staring at my reflection.
I left the toilets,
making my way slowly through the double doors in to the airport
foyer, with my eyes firmly trained on my feet, worrying that I might
trip, or fall, or do something stupid. Suddenly, I felt his gaze, and
I just knew it was him. When I raised my head, and our eyes met, I
spotted him straight away. There he was. Tall, dark, and handsome,
and headed my way. It might have been cliché, but it was true, and
he was mine, for the entire weekend.
My throat hurt now,
and my heart stuttered in my chest. I stood stock still. As if my
feet were suddenly encased in concrete, I couldn't move. He didn't
falter, but instead gathered me up in his arms, then he was kissing
me. A long, lingering kiss. The sort of kiss you never want to end. I
dropped my bag and let go of my suitcase, oblivious to any one who
may have been watching.
When he began to
speak I detected the amazing Irish lilt I knew he would have and I
just melted, well it felt that way to me. He picked up my suitcase
and took my hand saying "I'm so glad you are here. My
friend is going to drop us off at the hotel we are staying at. Come
on, I can't wait for us to be alone."
We left the airport
hand in hand and walked to the short stay car park. I could see a
little white fiesta with a blonde haired guy in the driver’s seat.
Paul waved, and the guy got out and opened the boot. Paul put my
suitcase in, next to a large holdall, and we both climbed in to the
back of the car.
We sat there, not
speaking, just holding hands, staring out of the window. The town was
lovely and quaint, with the houses painted all different colours, but
my eyes kept drifting back to Paul. He began to speak
immediately, "We're almost there now. This is Michael, by
the way. We're meeting up with him and a few other friends later on
tonight." Michael glanced over his shoulder at me and added "Hi,
nice to meet you" Paul inched a little closer, our thighs
touching now. I could feel the heat of his body through his jeans.
Michael pulled the
car up to the front of a fairly nondescript hotel, called The
Mermaid. Paul and I got out, he retrieved the suitcase and holdall,
and we said our goodbyes to Michael.
As we walked in to
the hotel, I began to think about the first fantasy we had discussed
and could feel my face begin to flush. We approached the front desk
and signed in, picking up our keys in the process. The Concierge
enquired whether we needed some one to show us to our room. Paul
replied, "No, thanks, we can manage," and we headed toward
the lifts, opposite the desk. When he turned to me, his smile
was more of a grin. "You ready to take the lift, Sarah?"
I gulped, and
nodded. My mouth was too dry to speak now, as if it was full of sand.
We got into the lift, and the doors closed with a whoosh.
Immediately Paul had
me pinned against the side wall of the lift, indicating over his
shoulder to the camera blinking in the corner. "You remember
what we discussed?" Before I could respond he leaned in to me,
kissing me deeply, ferociously. His hands wandered down toward the
hem of my skirt and continued their journey up the inside of my
thigh.
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