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About the author:
Cordova Skye wrote her first story at the ripe old age of six, and that was the sum total of her “career” until she discovered fan fiction as a teenager. The desire to tell stories grew into a passion as she honed her craft on other people’s worlds, until finally, the advent of ebook publishing gave her a means to share her own worlds and characters . She has grabbed the opportunity, and never looked back. She adores telling tales of the erotic and exotic, and likes to fill her stories with fertile, bulging bellies getting the worship they deserve.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Grace knew that should upset her, some part of her objecting to her body being subjected to a drug-induced haze of lust, but most of her was far more interested in dragging him close again. Andy yielded willingly, continuing to kiss and touch while he led her back to his room. His hands were already inside her dress; he peeled it off her in a few easy motions once the door had closed, pushing her onto the bed in nothing but her lace bra and panties.
“You are beautiful, my dear doctor,” he said, eyes raking over her with a heat she could feel.
Grace stretched out on the bed, luxuriating in that attention, hands coming up to cup and tease her breasts. “You like what you see?” she asked, thumbing her tight nipples through the thin fabric. Even coming from her own hands, the touch drove heat through her, pooling and throbbing between her legs, her thong doing nothing to hide her wet, aching arousal.
Andy’s hand curved against the back of one smooth calf, raising her leg off the bed so he could slip the high heeled sandal off her foot. “I like it very much.” The other sandal came off, both of them tossed aside as he leaned forward, between her legs, and kissed one thigh. “I’ll like it even more when I see your belly round with my child, and those magnificent breasts filled with milk.”