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Thursday, June 19, 2014

Sexy Snippets for June





We're just a few days from the start of summer. Let's heat things up here at the ERWA blog. It's the 19th of the month, which means this is the day to look through your manuscripts and  share your Sexy Snippets!


The ERWA blog is not primarily intended for author promotion. However, we've decided we should give our author/members an occasional opportunity to expose themselves (so to speak) to the reading public. Hence, we have declared the 19th of every month at the Erotica Readers and Writers Association blog Sexy Snippet Day.

On Sexy Snippet day, any author can post a tiny excerpt (200 words or less) in a comment on the day's post. Include the title from with the snippet was extracted, your name or pseudonym, and one buy link, if you'd like.


Please follow the rules. If you post more than 200 words or more than one link, I'll remove your comment and ban you from participating in further Sexy Snippet days. So play nice!

After you've posted your snippet, feel free to share the post as a whole to Facebook, Twitter, or wherever else you think your readers hang out.

Have fun!

~ Lisabet

27 comments:

  1. The man closest to her had dropped into his seat. “Girl, you got some fine booty,” he said admiringly. He looked young, maybe nineteen or twenty, no older than she was. He had a handsome, dark-skinned face, and dark eyes framed by long, curled lashes. Amy backed toward him, buttocks first, and leaned over to look at him from between her knees. He reached out hesitantly and she nodded. He stroked his hands gently over her ass cheeks and down her thighs, shaking his head.

    The man’s touch set her pussy on fire. This is insane, Amy thought. She stood up and looked to see what June was doing.

    What the fuck? June already had her shirt and swimsuit top off. She sat in one of the bus seats while two men stood over her, fondling her breasts while June rubbed their crotches through their loose uniforms. June’s head was thrown back and her face wore a look of ecstasy.

    Amy unzipped her jean shorts and pushed them halfway down her thighs. She bent and leaned on the seat across the aisle. The young man gently took hold of her panties and pulled them down to meet her shorts ...

    from "From the Beach to the Prison Bus," appearing in Fun in the Sun .

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  2. "You're not my--" Lucas growled with frustration. "Emily, you're my wife. Under hypnosis or not, you're still my wife. There is no you and her. There's just you."

    "This is me when all I care about is getting laid often, well and hard. She's the lady on the streets. I'm the freak in the sheets. We aren't the same woman."

    "That's not true. Yes, you're more eager for sex when you're like this but that's because of all the programming. If I take it away, you're you again."

    "And wouldn't that be boring? Tell the truth, Lucas. You made me like this because this is what you want me to be--ready to fuck at a moment's notice and eager for any toys or store clerks who might want to join in."

    "You didn't say no. I thought he was your type."

    "He was and he was wonderful. Thank you. However, you and I both know the real Emily, the one who is always worrying about how her weight has diminished her feminine appeal, would have never touched Joseph or let you put this necklace on her in full view of him or showed off her new pussy jewelry. She wouldn't have looked at the pussy jewelry and would have gotten upset if you even brought it up."

    From Pliable Inhibitions by Zenobia Renquist [Paranormal Erotica]

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  3. When I wipe the surface with an alcohol-soaked napkin, he quivers upon the mattress. Probably he is reacting to the sting, though I like to imagine it is my touch affects him thus.

    Though I know he'll be angry, I cannot stop myself from stroking his naked arse, tracing the lines of text that march up the swell and down into the hollow between his legs. Some are written in my neat, squared hand. Others are unfamiliar. All are beautiful, a thousand words in reds, greens, purples, opulent as some medieval manuscript.

    My employer shifts again, spreading his thighs a bit so that I glimpse the dusky, wrinkled mass of his sack. His living warmth penetrates the rubber of my gloves. I nearly tear them off, just so I can feel his skin against mine. My fingers tingle, drawn to his illumined flesh like steel to a magnet.

    “Adele!” There's no fatigue in his voice now, no trace of weakness, nothing but iron determination. I flush with shame at my irresponsible distraction. “Finish the bloody poem.”

    193 words from The Last Amanuensis in Written on Skin: An Anthology of Etched Desire

    http://burningbookpress.com/products/written-on-skin/

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  4. “Charlie.” Henry strokes my face. “Stop, I know your brain’s working overtime. Let us make love to you. Please. We need it as much as you do, babe.”

    Oh fuck, it’s like being speared in the gut. I’m suddenly winded and tears prick my eyes. Henry moves his big body over us, rolling onto his side, scooping me into him, nestling my ass against his hard cock. Izzy molds her body to me. I’m sandwiched between them, our legs tangle, intertwine like our hearts. Love radiates from them.

    Shit. Henry crushes into the back of me. I part my legs and pull his big, beautiful cock between them. My body hums as the long hidden passion for them ignites, enveloping me in a blaze of intense love and lust. I push myself through Izzy’s legs, pulling her ass into me as tightly as I can. I could come right now.

    They’re slowing their breathing, forcing me to slow, too, which is surreal with the storm raging only a few feet away. It’s like being sucked into the vortex of a hurricane, the calm inner eye. The bleed of heart energy from them touches my core.

    From DARK WAR by Meg Amor (Romance Erotica m/m/f)

    http://www.amazon.com/Dark-War-Wild-Darkness-Calls-ebook/dp/B00K2M4AIY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1403175903&sr=8-1&keywords=dark+war+meg

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  5. “I never truly realized how gorgeous you are. Please, I have to look at your body for a while, to touch, to taste and to smell it. Take it all in.”
    Was it her imagination, or did he blush slightly when she asked him to stay passive until all of her senses had had their fill?
    “Be my guest.” He stood tall, his feet firmly on the ground, his arms relaxed along his sides to make as much of his body available to her gaze and touch as possible.
    His scent had a definite musky quality, but with a clean undertone as proof of his fitness. It was how a healthy man who took care of himself was supposed to smell after an hour and a half of exercise. She stuck out her tongue and slowly lapped up a drop of sweat from his shoulder. She touched him from the crown of his head to his toes, taking her time, mumbling her breathless admiration. Such perfect lines, such a beautiful human landscape. Joe was a perfect specimen of a man in the prime of his life, and she was going to have sex with him.

    195 words of Leah Gets Physical by Ella Laurance
    http://www.amazon.com/Leah-Gets-Physical-Wanton-Women-ebook/dp/B00KU778JE/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1403175812&sr=1-1&keywords=leah+gets+physical

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  6. He rolls into position, his cock at my entrance. But he’s making no move to fill me, and I realise he’s waiting for my answer. This time I give it in the form of a smile, and I reach up with my good hand to cup his cheek. He turns his head slightly, kisses my palm. And I arch as he plunges his cock deep into my pussy, the continuous whirring and fullness in my arse just enhancing the sensation, increasing the feeling of fullness. My orgasm is every bit as instantaneous as he demanded—in this matter I do not disappoint. Neither does he. He continues to thrust hard and deep as I convulse wildly around his cock, both my passages squeezing down hard on the welcome invaders.
    My release seems to continue on and on, that familiar sense of weightlessness washing through me. I’m spinning, dizzy as the firestorm of flashing lights explodes in my head, and the crackle of electricity shoots through my veins and out through my fingers and toes. Delayed gratification may be a pig while it’s hanging there, tantalisingly out of reach, but it’s bloody wonderful when it arrives.

    195 words from Hard Choices by Ashe Barker, Book 3 in The Hardest Word trilogy
    http://www.amazon.com/Hard-Choices-Hardest-Word-Book-ebook/dp/B00KTGZL72/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1403178368&sr=1-3&keywords=ashe+barker

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  7. "Oh, fuck! My ass is so hot."
    "Yes," I agreed. "And such a pretty rosy red."
    Leaning down onto her back, I breathed into her ear, "I am almost done with your punishment but there's just one more thing, a small thing really, that I have to do to make sure you know just how naughty you've been."
    Colleen twisted to look at me. "What's that, Sir?" She smiled coyly.
    "You know, Colleen, my cock has been erect with no relief for an exceedingly long time today. That is an extremely uncomfortable thing to have to deal with. And something this big and this hard will require some respite."
    Standing up, I slid my shaft up and down though her wetness. "You, my Sweet, are going to assist me with that."
    "Yes, sir," she said. "But please, no more paddle."
    "Did you say, spank me one more time? Because that's what I heard." I stepped away from Colleen and smacked her red ass with the paddle.
    "Please!" She gasped.
    "What's that? Are you asking please for more?" I smacked her one last time.
    Colleen writhed and moaned. "Please, Sir! No more. I--I don't think I can take it anymore."

    From "The Write Lovers-Story One, Prologue"
    Available on Amazon/Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KRPUBX4

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  8. Sir Giles Moncrieff tried to curb his annoyance at having to sit and watch this pathetic excuse for a circus, but he desperately wanted to see Angel again. He was obsessed with the beautiful bare-back rider. He crossed his legs in a vain endeavor to control his hardening cock. What would it feel like to part her thighs and plunge his rampant member into her soft, succulent flesh? To ream her delectable little bum hole with a dildo while she sucked his cock?
    The trumpet sounded, the curtain swung back and the white horse trotted out. His mane and tail shone in the light thrown out by the brassieres positioned on tall poles at intervals around the enormous tent. The fancy bronze fittings on the bridle glistened, but it was the girl who mesmerized him. Tiny and dainty she stood on the horse, hands raised above her head, her long golden locks spilling over her shoulders before cascading down her back.
    The crowd, predominantly men, clapped and stamped their feet, the latter probably to ease the pressure on their cocks.
    From Devil's Plaything
    http://carnal-candies.wix.com/kcvixen-1

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  9. In his peripheral vision, Grif watched Deana unbutton the front of her blouse. Flashes of red teased him. Peeling off her top to reveal two creamy shoulders, she presented her back. Her hair floated over her alabaster shoulders as she swayed to silent music. She glanced at him over her shoulder with a flirty wink.
    “Well, Jensen,” Sorbian demanded from the computer screen. “What have you got to say for yourself?”
    Grif ordered his brain to work. To stay on task and not blow this crucial Skype call. “I say the proof is in the data. We’ve done extensive research—”
    “That’s not proof.”
    Deana’s shirt hit the carpet, her back still to him. She had on his favorite teddy, strapless and cherry red. With her hips swinging, she undid the buttons of her jeans. She glided them slowly down her body, bending over at the same time. The thong showcased her great ass while her black fishnet stockings and Jimmy Choo stilettos emphasized her curvy legs. She straightened, stepped from the puddle of clothes then did a slow pirouette. The teddy’s cutouts exposed her luscious C-cups and puckered, rosy nipples. She stalked toward him.
    Holy shit.

    From EROTIC ESCAPADES OF A MARRIED COUPLE
    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DOAYJKA

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  10. He did want me to cry as he fucked me. I could really let go. I wailed, and held his eyes as I did it, feeling his cock ramming into me, letting it all out, showing it to him, feeling how it made him come. It felt so good to let go. He was really going to catch me. I was safe. He leaned over, and slid his finger along my cheek, sliding it into his mouth and grinding his cock into me as he tasted my tears. Then he lifted up, and pulled Sir’s mouth down to his.

    “Taste her tears on my lips,” he said reverently, going still inside me, holding his breath as he waited for Sir to complete the motion and kiss him.

    I held my breath too, knowing how much they both needed this, how important it was. I trembled, waiting, trying desperately to be quiet for this moment. Hoping.

    When they finally kissed, I was aching to breathe, and couldn’t. It was like a prayer at first, and then filled with hunger, and sadness, and so much love it made my heart burst and my cunt explode, and I couldn’t be quiet anymore.

    199 words from “How He Likes It” by Xan West, printed in Best Lesbian Erotica 2012

    http://www.amazon.com/Best-Lesbian-Erotica-Kathleen-Warnock-ebook/dp/B006542ON6

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  11. I gaze through the eyepiece. The view consists of rippling golden planes, almost like…

    Tanned skin pulled over defined abs.

    I blink. It can’t be. I take another look. A perfect pearl of perspiration clings to a puckered scar. The drop elongates more and more, stretching, snapping. It trickles downward, navigating the swells and valleys of a man’s honed torso.

    No. I straighten. This is wrong. I shouldn’t watch our sexy neighbor as he stands on his balcony. If anyone catches me…

    I glance behind me. There’s no one here to catch me. Cyndi won’t know I looked. The hunk in three eleven north won’t know I looked. I’m not harming anyone.

    I bend over and take another peek.

    The sunlight casts interesting shadows across his stomach, accentuating the ridges of muscle, the dip of his navel. I dart my tongue over my suddenly dry lips. His skin is marred with silver scars, some round, some slashes, this proof of hard living, of survival, arousing me, tightening my nipples and moistening my pussy.

    I shouldn’t lust after him. He’s the wrong kind of man, the leaving kind, too virile and feral to stay in one place for long.

    From Sinful Rewards 1 by Cynthia Sax

    http://www.amazon.com/Sinful-Rewards-1-Cynthia-Sax-ebook/dp/B00I7V89H0

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  12. Had she ever been taken there? Or would he be the first to explore the pleasures of her virgin ass?

    He tightened his fingers around her nipples once more, tugging them until she clamped her hand across her mouth to keep from crying out again. “So you like that, my beauty? Pain and pleasure side by side?”

    When she remained stubbornly silent, he slid his hand down her stomach to probe between her legs. “And this? Would you like me to take you with my fingers? Slide them deep into your cunt, over and over until you beg me to let you come?”

    “Oh…God… yes!” The words came strangled from her throat as a drop of sweat rolled down her cheek.

    Ryan sat down on the couch and pulled her onto his lap, turning her face into his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt and wrapped her arms around him as he slid his hand beneath her skirt. “Spread your legs,” he ordered when he found she’d clamped them tight together. “I will only tell you once,” he added when she hesitated.


    181 words from Master of Silk
    http://www.ellorascave.com/a-taste-of-winter.html

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  13. Dmitri intends to prove to the red-headed biker queen that he's the only man she'll ever need from now on, but she taunted him all night, flirting with and groping the men in her gang. When they get home, he ties her to the bed and tortures her for hours, never letting her come...

    He began a rhythm that he knew he wouldn't be able to keep up for long. He was already so over-due for an orgasm himself that the pressure in his lower spine had become an insistent ache that demanded release.
    This time he finally allowed the pressure to determine the speed and depth. He gripped her hips tightly as he pounded himself into her, all the while grunting out his feelings.
    "No one else can touch you! You're my woman! Your cunt belongs to me! Every part of you is mine! Tell me! Tell me, you hot, horny bitch! Who gets to fuck you?"
    Alexandra was almost delirious with pleasure. She whimpered her answers.
    "You do! You are my man! Your cock owns me! Fuck me harder! Harder! Hard...aaaaaah!"
    She shrieked like a banshee while she came, twisting and pulling at the bonds that tied her up, gnashing her teeth and screaming, her face set in a rictus of agony-based ecstasy. Her body shook and trembled as every cell in her body exploded. And Dmitri finally gave up his control and rode along with her on the cascade of multiple orgasms that made them both pass out...

    "Only One Man Will Do", on sale now for only $3.48:
    http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookStore/pubs_product_book_info/eternal-press-c-49/only-one-man-will-do-p-11548

    http://www.fionamcgier.com

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  14. From A Promise at Dawn by Jane Leopold Quinn - out now at http://www.amazon.com/Promise-Dawn-Jane-Leopold-Quinn-ebook/dp/B00KX8KGL2/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1403195691&sr=8-2&keywords=a+promise+at+dawn

    He uttered a soft grunt at her sharp cry, drawing, loving the taste and feel of the tightly furled bud.

    She clawed at his shoulders, writhing under him. “Yes, yes, God, yes.”

    He delicately clamped her nipple between his teeth.

    “Yes. Harder.”

    He rocked the tip and lashed it with his tongue.

    “Oh. The other one,” she begged with a breaking sob. She fisted her fingers in his T-shirt, yanking, tugging at it.

    He released her nipple and pushed himself up.

    “No,” she cried.

    He gripped the back of his T-shirt and pulled it off over his head, tossing it aside. “I want to feel your skin on mine,” he murmured, and teased her other nipple.

    She gave herself so completely over to the torment of his mouth. He could feel her fingernails on his shoulders. The harder she scored, the deeper he drew on her nipple. They fed off each other, off the ecstatic storm of their emotions. She cried his name, rolled her head back and forth on the blanket, stiffened, and covered her mouth with the back of her hand. He felt her orgasm in the vibration of the guttural groan from deep in her belly.

    http://janeleopoldquinn.blogspot.com

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  15. 167 words from All I Ever Wanted, which came out last month. Thanks for reading! -Destiny


    I looked down, feeling shy at his words. Then I saw what he was doing to me. The vision was even more arousing than the feeling. Or at least the sight of his finger entering me made the sensations even more intense. His hand slowly disappeared beneath me as I felt him inside. My pussy was so wet, so welcoming I felt like I could grab onto him and pull him into me and never let him go. He fucked me like that for minutes, both of us stupefied and staring, watching what was happening as though it was in slow motion.
    He paused, pulled his finger out, lifted it to his face and took it into his mouth. “Mmm,” he said. “You taste so good.”
    “Come upstairs,” I said.
    “Claudia.”
    “I need you to lick my pussy.”
    He moaned, “Do you want to make me cum in my pants like a schoolboy? When did you turn into such a slut?”
    “I can’t help myself around you.”


    https://www.totallybound.com/all-i-ever-wanted

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  16. From Special Delivery

    “You’re so beautiful, and not just here,” Zach told her and brushed his fingertips along her folds.
    Her clit throbbed in response to his words and his fingers. She leaned her head on the door when she felt his fingers explore her wet depths. His touch was slow and light. It was as though he were testing her. Teasing her. Corina wanted and needed more. She began writhing against his hand, craving release. He must have sensed her urgency, because he used the pad of his thumb to touch the hard pearl of flesh at the top of her sex. He circled the slippery bud in a deliberate stroke that caused her to cry out.
    “Please,” she begged softly. She was dying to moan, but she couldn’t risk the two of them getting caught. “Zach…”
    “Please, what?” He released his hold on her throbbing, wet flesh. Standing to his full height again, he slipped her thong in the inside pocket of his tuxedo jacket. “Tell me what you need, Corina,” he challenged as he stared into her eyes.

    Available for early download on Totally Bound beginning June 20th https://www.totallybound.com/special-delivery

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  17. From "A Taste of Erotica" by A.M.Harding

    Taking her hand I set off in the direction of the river and the park that stretched beside it. As we wound our way through the streets, dodging large groups of people I slipped my hand into my pocket and fingered the remote control, pondering the right moment to use it. Standing at a pedestrian crossing I looked round to see her gazing up into my eyes, happy and comfortable with the inactive toy she was carrying inside her. I flicked the switch in my pocket and slowly counted the seconds in my head. As I reached three she shuddered involuntarily and gasped. Her eyes closed in concentration and I watched as she clenched her thighs together, fighting to control the reaction of her body to the vibrations inside her. The crossing light glowed green and I flipped the switch, turning the vibrations off.

    Available as an ebook from Amazon, Apple, Barnes&Noble and Smashwords

    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HMTMGS6/

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  18. From Her Cyborg Lover - available at Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/Her-Cyborg-Lover-Anne-Kane-ebook/dp/B00L2CCKUI/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1403215578&sr=1-1&keywords=her+cyborg+lover

    Completely naked now, Jebediah settled back on his haunches, reaching down to pull apart the remaining seals on the upper reaches of her suit, baring her breasts to his gaze. A faint smile quirked his mouth as he scored a thumb across one dark nipple, watching it form a tightly pebbled peak in response to his touch.
    That fast, the heat flared, enveloping her in a primitive need so strong it was all she could do to keep breathing. Lust curled in her belly, hot and demanding. When he lowered his head to suck in the sensitive nipple, laving it with his tongue, she let out an involuntary whimper.
    He leaned forward, his larger body covering hers. Rock hard and demanding, it trapped her against the sleeping mat so that she could barely move as he explored every curve, every ultra-sensitive inch of her breasts. She never allowed this, never allowed a male to dominate her so completely.
    And yet, with this man it felt so damn good.
    He explored lower, his tongue and teeth working their way across every curve, every inch of bare skin until they were foiled by her remaining clothing.

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  19. From "Cooking Up A Storm" by Ashley Ladd released by Totally Bound available at: https://www.totallybound.com/cooking-up-a-storm

    194 words

    Jonah slid off the desk and sat on Rique’s lap. Then he looped his arm around Rique’s shoulders. The tip of his tongue peeked out his lips and he licked them, slowly and sexily. Without a word he leaned forward and plundered Rique’s lips. Hungrily, his tongue pushed inside Rique’s mouth and his hand stroked Rique’s hardening cock through his khakis.
    Blazing hot in mach three, Rique dueled tongues with Jonah. He found Jonah’s zipper and pulled it down. Then he plunged his hand into Jonah’s pants, ecstatic to find a long, thick cock hard with matching desire.
    “Stop!” Brooks stood and put his hands on their shoulders.
    Breathing heavily, practically panting, Rique froze and looked at Brooks through a haze of desire.
    Jonah blinked and asked, “Why? No one can see us, but it might be extra hot if we were being watched.”
    A slow smile dawned over Brooks’ face. “Ax can watch all he wants, but let’s move this to the bedroom where there’ll be room for three to get it on.”
    Gasping for breath, Jonah nodded and separated from Rique. “I like the way you think. My bedroom’s closest and largest.”

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  20. From Candy Caine's DANGEROUS ATTRACTION http://amzn.to/11J8XLR

    ...He heard my thoughts and slipped his mouth down to my breasts, whipping his tongue around each nipple before suckling each newly formed pebbled peak. I moaned at this point, feeling that unmistakable tugging at my core. After pleasuring my breasts, he moved further down my now quivering body and lingered at my belly button, where he tongued-fucked it so erotically, I nearly fell off the sofa. A strong current of desire shot right through me.
    Continuing his journey down my body, he parted my legs and lifted them. His tongue laved my lips and toyed with my clit. My oven was now stoked, and I had to be soaking through his expensive piece of furniture. I threaded my fingers through his hair and pushed him harder into me. He made love to my pussy with his tongue and lips. Each time his tongue swirled around my clit, I’d edge a little closer to exploding. Arching my back, I gyrated my body against his mouth. Squeezing his hands, which covered my breasts, I indicated that I wanted him to pinch my nipples. Electrical sparks arced through me like lightning bolts, and I came in a blaze of white-hot pleasure.

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  21. From "The Giant Dominant Women of Planet Zur"
    http://www.amazon.com/The-Giant-Dominant-Women-Planet-ebook/dp/B00E3U11HE

    A few minutes later both of the alien women turned their attention back to me. They pushed the manipulator up to me again but there was a different attachment on it this time.
    There was a metal rod at the end but this time it had two rings attached to it. The rings were attached to the rod on their edges forming a V shape. Then attached to the metal rod above the rings by some kind of thick, flexible wire were two more objects.
    One was tube shaped and the other was a hollow sphere with a big hole at the bottom. When they moved the manipulator up between my legs, right above my cock, it was obvious where those attachments were going.
    “There, there, little Earthman,” Eautay said caressing my thigh, “it’ll be all right. This may feel a bit odd but it won’t last too long and, trust me, you’ll enjoy the results. We’re gonna take this,” she said wagging my cock around in her hand, “and make it a bit more useful. And we’re gonna take these,” she said cupping my balls and smiling, “and make them a whole hell of a lot more useful.”

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  22. “Let’s see…” Wesley went to his dresser and selected a spider gag. “This way I can still hear your moans and cries. Come here.”
    I started walking towards him, but he held up a hand to stop me and pointed to the floor. “Crawl to me, Levi.”
    I whimpered before falling to my knees and doing as he commanded. The floor was carpeted so even if I hadn’t still been wearing my pants, I wouldn't have minded. I kissed the bulge in his pants before resting back on my knees.
    “Such a good boy.” Wesley pet my head and then thread the spider gag into my mouth and snapped it close. The metal was cold, but I loved it. He hadn’t given me an order, but I knew exactly what he wanted. He was leaning against the wall with his legs slightly parted. I unzipped his pants and watched his thick cock bob free from his pants. Testing, I licked the tip, before taking him all the way into my throat.
    “Mm, fuck that’s good.” Wesley’s grip tightened around my hair, sending jolts of pleasurable pain down my spine.


    Levi (Agency 2) by Ana Raine

    http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2196

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  23. Here is a sexy snippet from my futuristic erotic romance Cold Warriors

    He glanced at his left hand. He used to wear his gold wedding band as a tribute to the love he and his wife shared. Then it became a constant reminder that she was gone. ow he wondered if he was ready to have a ring on that finger again. Fear entered his heart.

    “I’m not sure I am,” he replied, softly.

    “I really am.” The sincerity in her voice was evident. “It was the first time I felt alive since I’ve been here, and I don’t regret it one bit.”

    He didn’t know what to say. His first clash with her had distracted him to the point of madness. It had been some time since he’d had such a powerful encounter with a woman. The last one to push his buttons that hard, he wound up marrying.

    Caitlin was stubborn, mouthy, somewhat insubordinate, and filled with an innate force he had not seen in sometime. She had no problem in standing up for who or what she believed in. He didn’t like the feelings she stirred in him. He dare not consider them. Especially with her. She was a subordinate and a cryo. It was against regulations for him to even think of starting anything with her.

    He shifted his stance. His heart pounded in his ears and breaths quickened. “Ms. Driskoll. I don’t know what you expect from me.”

    “Nothing more than I expect from myself.”

    Before he knew it, he crossed the distance between them and swept her into a searing kiss. He caressed her body, touching every curve. Arousal sped through his body like lightening causing his cock to swell and become rigid. He dug his fingers in her hair and hungrily dominated her mouth, his tongue delving in, playing with hers. Gripping her waist, he lifted her up and placed on her the table. She arched her neck exposing her creamy skin. He nipped and bit at it enjoying its smoothness. He reached up and caressed her breasts, a need filling him to see them, taste them.

    http://www.amazon.com/Cold-Warriors-Universe-Book-ebook/dp/B00BH5NNMY/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1403237210&sr=8-2&keywords=clare+dargin

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    1. I think this may be more than 200 words, Clare... please cut it to 200 next time.

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  24. Rick paused, holding back, and he gyrated, teasing her sensitive entrance with the tip of his cock. The scent, the musk of sexual fluids, swam about him, overriding the stale tobacco. He nibbled on her neck, nudging the loose strands of hair away with his nose. Such a delicate neck, petite like her waistline, with an obvious pulse in her jugular as it vigorously pumped her blood, increasing her flushed tone and showing her arousal beyond its core.
    “Touch yourself,” he sighed into her ear, and then glided back into her.
    Her hand reached round and she began to rub frantically, fingers twirling, drawing out another orgasm and she tightened about him as she came, keeping him in her clutches. Bursting with renewed energy, thrusting his shaft to the hilt, Rick continued to hold off the inevitable. He wanted the moment to last forever and he told her to keep touching herself.
    Leah slammed her palm down on the jangling machine. “Oh, I… my…” she screeched as she erupted into another orgasm.

    Driven Wild by Jaye Peaches
    http://www.amazon.com/Driven-Wild-Jaye-Peaches-ebook/dp/B00KOG3J6C

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  25. Thanks for some great snippets, everyone! It's fabulous to see so many new names, too. Come back next month and share some more!

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