It's time for another release, ladies and gents! I'm thrilled to introduce PULSE, my short dark erotica that hit the virtual shelves today!
Warning! Erotic Excerpt ahead...
If she wanted honesty, she’d get every naughty little detail.
Some might consider him crazy for loving her in his way, but he didn’t care. He adored her, and he’d own the spread of her thighs better than anyone else could. He’d spank her until her curvy ass displayed his palm print. He’d fuck her, like a hurricane ravaged a coastal town.
He was a man on a mission. Besides, he’d never hurt her. On the contrary, he was following her advice — advice given in a feathery voice full of passion and mayhem and promises....
Her bedroom lamp illuminated her curvy silhouette. He drew closer, to better see into the room. Every move she made, every breath she took, pulled him in like a torrid dream. He observed the beautiful curves of her body, visible through her sheer nightgown. Beauty didn’t get any better than this.
Blood rushed to his cock. He gave his hard-on a squeeze and groaned from the thrilling sensation.
He should be her man — the lover at her mercy. Desperate and diligent, he’d use every ounce of his experience and passion to make her scream with lust. Tears would fill her eyes by the sheer ecstasy of his touch. He’d bend her over and fuck away any doubts she might have about him. He’d make certain she’d remember every contour of his cock as he penetrated her in every way imaginable.
A slight breeze tousled his hair, carrying the scent of roses. The full moon highlighted the path to her. Tonight was the perfect night to make his move for he had nothing left to lose, and everything to give.
He reached out and handled a silken bloom, rolling it between his fingers like tissue paper. Inhaling the rich aroma, he had to push aside the urge to groan from the scent of her. A scent that intoxicated him to the fullest. These bushes were her pride and glory. Even her perfume carried the same heavy, floral bouquet, a drug to the senses. He shuddered, remembering the last time she’d walked past his room, leaving that unforgettable scent in her wake.
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Happy New Year everyone! I hope 2016 was as good for you as it was for me, and may 2017 be even better! I’ve set tough writing goals for myself this year and I look forward to the challenge. :-)
This time on Weekend Writing Warriors I'm posting an excerpt from PULSE, a dark erotica short story, ready to pound the virtual shelves January 17!
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If Vera Cross really loved him, she would free him from his twisted hell.
For five years George loved her unconditionally.
For five years he imagined how it would feel to be inside her.
Vera’s presence made time stand still while he waited with as much patience as a shark catching that first scent of blood in the water. Her every move, every word, every look felt like an extension of his own body, his own mind, his very soul. She unleashed a burning craze in him every time he heard the click of her heels on the polished tiled floors. He couldn’t handle the loneliness any longer. Couldn’t bear to spend another night without her by his side.
“Tell me what you need, Mr. Bradley,” she said, her sexy voice making his pulse race.
I need you, Vera.
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All George wants is one night with the enchanting Vera Cross. She is the reason and the answer to his tormented dreams. One touch, one kiss, one sigh from her foxy lips, and the hungry beast burning within will give her everything she desires. But as his dreams become reality, George soon learns that the keeper of his heart is not at all what she seems...
As Vera lures George into a twisted web of pleasure beyond his most torrid dreams, his dark past lurks within shadow, waiting for the moment to strike. But George loves Vera, and his infatuation will never succumb. If he gives her every dirty little thing she craves, will Vera free him from hell?