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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Sexy Snippets for May




It's the 19th of May. That means it's Sexy Snippets Day! Time to share the hottest mini-excerpts you can find from your published work. 

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 post excerpts only from published work (or work that is free for download), not works in progress. The goal, after all, is to titillate your readers and seduce them into buying your books!

Feel free to share this with erotic author friends. It's an open invitation!

Of course I expect you to follow the rules. If your excerpt is more than 200 words or includes more than one link, I'll remove your comment and prohibit you from participating in further Sexy Snippet days. I'll say no more!

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

14 comments:

  1. The next song was even better, and Wilkes’ tuneless wailing became more enthusiastic, as did the drumming on the steering wheel. He was in one hell of a good mood, and if he was truthful with himself, he knew it wasn’t just the fact the M3 was moving at a nice pace. It wasn’t the Friday feeling, either. Sure, both of those things were contributing to his happiness, but the main reason he was grinning like a buffoon was the thought of what awaited him in the capital. Or rather, who.

    Rustam Balkhi. His gorgeous Afghan boyfriend, whom he’d met out in Afghanistan while they were working together for the British Army. Now, with their tour of duty over and the forces’ presence pulled out of the country, the two men had returned to England. Wilkes had gone back to his regular army life in Bulford Camp, near Salisbury. Balkhi was in London, where he’d recommenced the medical training he’d postponed to become an interpreter for the Brits.

    Native Tongue by Lucy Felthouse: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/native-tongue/

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  2. "Sssh. No talking," he said darkly. "Stay right there. Do not move a muscle. Or I will punish you."
    I obeyed, staying on my toes, tightening the muscles in my legs, my ass. It was beginning to hurt.
    "You’re beautiful," he said simply, barely above a whisper.
    "Michael. It’s starting to hurt. I can’t hold it much longer."
    "Good. I want you to hurt for me. I want you to feel what I felt earlier."
    I could feel my body weakening. I began to shake. I looked back at him, pleading with my eyes for him to stop, and yet, I loved his control. I had a sick desire to obey him at all turns. Pain and pleasure always felt right with him.
    Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he finally said, "Good girl. Come over here." He smirked at the power he wielded over me. "Lie down next to me on your stomach. Spread your legs. I am going to grant your wish."
    I held my breath, as again, I did exactly as he asked, lying down on my stomach, inches away from his body.

    ...taken from Fall Natalie's Edge 2 @
    http://www.extasybooks.com/Fall/

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  3. “Lift your skirt above your knees,” growled Jason softly, deepening his tone.
    I pinched the fabric between my trembling fingers and thumbs and hitched the hem up. He navigated around my skirt ends and slid his smooth palm along my inner thigh, forcing my legs apart. Throughout his exploration, I’d locked my eyes on his, but when he grazed my sensitive, pierced hood, I dropped my gaze, letting out a small gasp.
    I winced as he entered my tight hole, prising open the entrance with a finger then two fingers. My slick interior aided his penetration, and I raised my heels, perching my weight on my tiptoes as his fingers reached deeper, higher and seeking out my…. Oh my God! He’d found my sex spot.

    Cherished by Him by Jaye Peaches
    https://jayepeaches.wordpress.com/books/sublime-trust/

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  4. Tammy was the first woman I’d allowed to take the reins in our sex. First one to bring out something in me I hadn’t known existed, not within my sphere of previous experience. Tammy made love; she didn’t fuck, not just for the sake of fucking like all the other girls. Girls in back seats, girls on the hood of the car, girls out by Funky Lake, where the chemical company dumped their waste. The only ones to swim there were kids who were never taught the source of the water. If you even wanted to call it water at all.

    Out in the warm night air, on my back on a blanket spread over a patch of yellowed grass by the foul lake. Tammy straddled me, lowering her bottom, taking me to the hilt. She writhed astride me, transfixed in ecstasy, the round yellow wash of a full moon illuminating her pale, angelic features. Tammy has a way of knowing herself, her own anatomy, finding every inner nook and cranny by snapping or twisting her loins and torso in particular angles, swaying, manipulating the bulb of my penis to some obscure pebbly pocket within her. She leads.

    From "Jail Bait", a story in "The Gonzo Collection"

    http://www.amazon.com/Gonzo-Collection-Daddy-X-ebook/dp/B00WLGVP0K/

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  5. “Greedy bugger,” he replied. “I can see you’re going to need some training.”
    “Stop talking, Iessie, and start fucking!” Dan ordered.
    “Oh, I just love a bossy bottom.” He grinned and lined himself up. Finally, he began edging in slowly, making sure he wasn’t hurting his lover.
    “Wow, that’s good,” Dan said. “Now fuck me like there’s no tomorrow. I’m a big boy, Iessie, not some fragile creature, and I want to know that I’ve been had.”
    “I love a challenge. You may live to regret that.” He pulled himself fully out then slammed back in. Then he set a pace he hoped he could maintain.
    The smell of sex filled the hut. Skin slapped against skin as Dan continued to say “More”, “Harder”, “Faster” and other words Iestyn couldn’t make out. Iestyn couldn’t believe he had such a powerful body writhing beneath him, begging him for more, craving every thrust of his cock. He’d never expected this scenario. Oh, he’d imagined it in his wildest dreams, that he’d get to have this gorgeous man writhing and begging for more under him, but he’d really thought that it would remain just that—a dream.

    Sporting Chance by Alexa Milne
    http://www.amazon.com/Sporting-Chance-Alexa-Milne-ebook/dp/B00PC750DS/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1432045472&sr=1-1&keywords=alexa+milne

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  6. She stared at me for a long moment, her lips swollen and her eyes glassed over with lust. Then she nodded and dropped her gaze to my cock. “I want this.” She fell to her knees. “I want you.” She reached out and pulled down my zipper with shaking hands.

    I leaned back against the desk and watched as she eased my cock out of my pants. She was a little nervous, and perhaps a tad clumsy, but she wrapped those sweet lips around my swollen head like a girl who knew what she was doing.

    Gripping the desk with both hands, I groaned and closed my eyes as she slid that gorgeous mouth down my shaft. Pleasure tingled along my skin and collected at the base of my spine. When she reached as far as she could go, she gripped the rest of me with her hands and retreated, pressing her tongue along the sensitive vein on the underside of my erection.

    “That’s it, baby,” I whispered as I pushed her hair from her face. “You’re doing great.”

    She squeezed my shaft and pushed me inside her mouth once more. Pleasure burst through my body, creating a sense of urgency. I steeled my jaw and forced myself to stand still as she moved over my length, growing bolder with each stroke. She felt so good, so much better than any of my fantasies. Even so, I wanted more. . .

    Fertile for the Billionaire Boxed Set (five-part taboo eserial in one set for $2.99): http://amzn.to/1FrsJU4

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  7. Grant stepped toward her, capturing her hands in his big grip and pushing her back against the farmhouse. The shingles bit into her back, his fierce hold keeping her from escaping. He caged her in with his body, his presence massive, blocking out everything else. Her muscles shook, desire raking through her, almost tearing her to shreds.

    “I know what you are. I can see it.” He tightened his hands on her wrist to just this side of pain. He pulled them higher up the side of the building, increasing her vulnerability. The joints in her shoulders screamed. It became harder to breath with her back arched at an awkward angle. She wanted to hate it, to hate him, but she couldn’t.

    “I see your needs in the way your eyes darken when I do this, the way your heartbeat speeds up and your breathing becomes labored. You’re pussy is probably downright dripping right now and all I’ve done is hold down your hands.”

    Kate dropped her gaze, hoping to avoid his stare, to not confirm his words, even if they were true. Just because her body responded to him, didn’t mean she had to accept it.

    Owned For Christmas by Willa Edwards
    https://www.totallybound.com/owned-for-christmas

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  8. “Count from one,” Derek ordered. And he hit him.
    The wooden paddle made a crisp clear smack against his skin, and it was all he could do to remember to count. Each stroke just added to the fire building in his blood, his muscles, his spine. “Four, Sir,” he choked out as Derek paused.
    Sir’s gentle fingers stroked his burning skin. “Tyler, this is amazing. Seeing your skin turn red, seeing my sub’s skin turn red…”
    “Please, Sir,” Tyler begged. Even though the hits had stopped, the pain was just radiating, spreading out across his whole body instead of concentrated in one place. He rubbed his cock against the bench, but it wasn’t enough friction for him to come just like this. He tensed, waiting for the final stroke. Smack. It was the hardest one yet, and Tyler was not even done gasping “Five, Sir” before Derek dragged the plug out of his arse and plunged in, no lube, no prep other than the plug. Tyler screamed.

    167 words from A Weekend Unbound by S.Dora and A.Moore
    https://www.totallybound.com/a-weekend-unbound

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  9. “Yeah. I want to be your sex toy,” I admitted. I’d wanted to say that for a long time, but had never been able to find the words. I wondered what sort of Pandora’s box I’d opened now that I’d started to say exactly what was on my mind. I felt like I could submit to him and suddenly it occurred to me that I’d never tried that before. I’d always thought my only kink was to be in charge. But what if Jon was in charge?
    “Wow. You’re more of a tart than I even knew.”
    “I am. I’m your tart. Your very own little slut.” The words were so powerful. I was very aware of the dynamic between us that we’d just started to tap into. The language of it made me wild. My kink-o-meter was through the roof. How I loved to be submissive to him.

    150 words from A Tale of Two Hotties by Destiny Moon
    https://www.totallybound.com/a-tale-of-two-hotties

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  10. Denny’s tongue licked lightly over Skate’s lips. He parted them farther, mind wide open and aware he had another man’s tongue in his mouth, eager to have it everywhere else. The part of him that needed to be honest, craved the kiss that would last forever.

    When Denny rocked again and Skate felt his hard-on pressing into his abdomen, sliding along his own, some coherent thought slipped his grasp. He wanted the sensation, this thing he’d never allowed himself to imagine, and he wanted to remember every second.

    “Skate.” Denny tore his lips away, cupped his chin to get his attention. “Skate, touch me.”

    Touch him. Touch him. Skate moved a hand from Denny’s ass to his own belly, ran it over his skin, letting the backs of his fingers brush past their dicks.

    Take me in your hand,” Denny whispered. “I want—”

    Skate kissed him, not needing to hear what he wanted. It was in the way his body moved, the way his eyes shone and his cheeks flushed. The way he kissed and moaned softly then tipped his head back, eyes closed as his throat worked.
    Skate took both their cocks in one hand and slowly stroked.

    condensed from "Face to Face" The Fourth Tale from Rainbow Alley by Jaime Samms
    https://www.totallybound.com/face-to-face

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  11. Kyle rumbled as he nibbled down Ellie's body to her calves, lapping the chocolate up. He licked and nibbled her thighs but wouldn’t touch her where she wanted him most.

    “Please,” she begged.

    Kyle chuckled and blew a soft breath across her pussy. Jake reached over to find a slice of peach and offered it to her. She bit into the juicy slice just as Kyle lapped once across her clit. She let out a scream.

    “I think she needs cheesecake.” Jake took a slice from another plate.

    “You aren’t going to make me eat everything before you fuck me, are you?” she asked.

    Jake laughed and brought the cheesecake to her lips. “You don’t like it when we tease you.”

    “I can’t eat all of this.” She couldn’t resist taking a bite of the sumptuous confection. “But this does taste really good. Ooh, there’s chocolate in the cheesecake. This is epic.”

    “I’ll show you epic.” She whimpered as Kyle finally sucked her clit into his mouth, doing the thing with his tongue he did that brought her close to the edge. She moaned, bucking up against his mouth as Jake teased her nipples.

    You can read a longer excerpt from Werewolves with Chocolate and join my email newsletter via the link below if you'd like a free copy of the novella.
    http://www.shaunaauraknight.com/books/fiction-books/excerpt-werewolves-with-chocolate/

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  12. Taken from the first book in the short series "My Mommy's Got Your Daughter" ~ The Mommy Downstairs ~ only .99 on Amazon

    “I like your room, Jessie.” Persia checks out Jessie's corner bedroom, appreciating the collectable dolls and antiques. “Very girlie girl, like you.”

    “It's all a facade. If it were up to me I'd paint the walls black and make it my sex dungeon.” Sprawled on the bed with her ass beckoning to be touched, Jessie motions for assistance getting her boots off.
    Persia flips her over, gazing at her young body, unzipping the leather to stroke silky porcelain skin. “The dolls stay on the shelves because I like them looking at me when I come.”

    “Yeah?” Persia shimmies out of her dress then removes Jessie's boots, massaging between her toes. “I hope they're wide awake because we're going to put on a show. I'm going to put my bush on your face, just like you asked me to on the phone.”

    Jessie's glowing blue eyes captivate the hungry, horny MILF, drawing her onto the bed. She waves her middle finger in Persia's face. “I've been playing with my pussy all day, thinking about what you said you were going to do to me.”

    Smelling Jessie's pussy-scented finger, she bites it, holding it between her teeth as she descends onto the teen's petite body. “You're precious, baby. Give a mommy kisses.” Persia releases Jessie's finger in exchange for her mouth. They swap wine-laced french kisses with a passionate intensity. Their hips rock together, feeling hot pussies touch through wet panties.

    Buy link (and make sure to check out book 2 and 3 in the series, too)
    http://www.amazon.com/Mommys-Got-Your-Daughter-Downstairs-ebook/dp/B00VJ4V59Q/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  13. Taken from my trilogy, "Housewife Chronicles: Reignited, Rekindled, Released" by Jayda Marx

    I was just a stay at home mom missing something in her life; a housewife whose sex life had fallen into a major rut. When my husband and I found time to actually be together, it was…pretty good. At least I thought it was. I really had nothing to compare it to, but something inside me was telling me it just wasn’t enough. I didn’t want to just have an average sex life. I wanted to be brazen. Dirty. I wanted to bring back the unrelenting desire my man once had for me, and to bring us both to new, extraordinary heights of passion. I somehow knew on a soul deep level that I had the ability within me, if I could find the courage to unleash it. That day I decided to make a change – to take the situation by the balls (pun intended), and alter it. So, this is the story of my transformation; the story of my journey to becoming a bold, shameless, voracious lover.

    http://www.amazon.com/Housewife-Chronicles-Complete-Reignited-Rekindled-ebook/dp/B00SNW32MK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1432064689&sr=8-1&keywords=Jayda+Marx

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  14. Aaron came over to stand in front of her. When she would have dropped her gaze, he tipped her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to look him in the eye. Eugenie’s mouth went dry.
    “I’m going to tie your hands to the ring. You will stand still and be quiet whilst I explore your body. I intend to touch you everywhere, in any way I choose. I may hurt you. I may pleasure you. If you feel a need to orgasm, you will ask my permission. If you want me to fuck you, you must ask for that. If you’ve earned it, I may oblige you. Is this all absolutely clear to you, Miss d’AndrĂ©?”
    Eugenie drew the tip of her tongue across her lower lip before curling it inward to chew on it. It was a mannerism she couldn’t help and one that always betrayed her. She berated herself for allowing him to see how nervous she was, how deeply he intimidated her, though at some level she appreciated his skill in being able to reduce her to this with just a few words. How would she react when he did actually lay his hands on her?

    200 words from La Brat, by Ashe Barkerhttp://www.amazon.com/Brat-Totally-Five-Star-ebook/dp/B00WZ90B4O/ref=sr_1_9?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1432068799&sr=1-9&keywords=ashe+barker



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