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NAUGHTY THOUGHTS - a BDSM erotic romance short story Please be aware that this excerpt contains sensual content that is only suitable for adult readers who are comfortable with frank language and descriptions of erotic scenarios
While I was thinking about the idea for this story, my writing buddy Victoria Janssen tweeted about how much she loved the man's name Terrence and I decided it would be fun to create a Terrence of my own. And with Terrence in place, what else could I call his his naughty-thinking lover but... Vickie! Blurb Vickie and Terrence both have sexual secrets, and neither one quite knows what's going on in the other's head when they're making love. But one day, Vickie reveals her "Naughty Thoughts", her dark and dangerous fantasies about being punished and dominated... and discovers a brand new, thrilling side to Terrence, and a powerful man who likes to play spanking games. The Dom of Vickie's dreams is the familiar lover who's already in her bed. Naughty Thoughts is a short story of 3,400 words Available from: Also from :: Nook :: Kobo :: Smashwords Excerpt from Naughty Thoughts "Are you having those naughty thoughts again, you bad girl? I can always tell, because your eyes start to cross." Terrence accompanies his accusation with a swirl of his hips, a move that nearly blows the top of my head off. It also nearly dislodges said naughty thoughts he's accusing me of. But not quite. They're so naughty that I can't seem to shake them, despite another virtuoso hip-swirl that makes me groan and claw his back. "Back with us again, are we?" he gasps, laughing as he shags. He really is the most fabulous, fabulous fuck. "Yes! Yes!" It's half gasp, half cry, all genuine. I don't have to do a Meg Ryan when I'm with Terrence. He's just gorgeous and he knows how to do the business. And if that wasn't enough, he looks like a movie star too. And not one of those mindless action hunks, mind you, all pecs and teeth and tan. No, he's like the more thoughtful kind of star, one with lots of grey cells, and a major league sense of humor to go with his exceptional body. And he's on top of me now, going like a jackhammer. Or he was. For a moment, he raises himself up on his elbows and looks down on me. His handsome face is sweaty and a little flushed, but that only makes him sexier than ever. And even hotter for the look in his eyes. They're narrowed, sort of cute but sly, and shiver-inducingly knowing. He gives a little shake of his head as if he's read my mind. I hope he has, and I hope he likes what's in there. He gives me a soft little kiss, on the corner of my mouth. "Maybe I should go down on you again for a while. That'll stop you wool-gathering while I'm giving you my fanciest moves, you naughty bitch." He licks his lips and that makes him look incredibly naughty. You could spank me. Available from: Also from :: Nook :: Kobo :: Smashwords Also part of the Daring Interludes ebook anthology - click for info
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