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Desires of the heart are meant to be shared. Some days I want to control it all, and other days I want to lose all control.
I'm a short story erotica author with a secret identity.
What inspired you to write your book?
Everyone wants a little freedom to be whoever they want… even more so in the bedroom.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Mischievous and funny, there was a twinkle in his gaze that I hoped was more than just a game of riling me up, pushing the boundaries of our odd friendship, and instead, told of devilish desires and his smirk would speak of demands kissed and whispered along my flesh.
But the harshness of reality made me crumble on the inside. Guys like him never notice women like me. I wasn’t pretty enough, thin enough, social enough to hold his attention long, but a girl can dream, can’t she?
“Any plans this evening?” He crossed his arms and leaned against the counter, and I couldn’t stop my gaze from running over him as if he was a gift just for me.
I turned back to the stove. “No. Don’t you have to work?”
“Not tonight. I worked the weekend.” As a cop, he worked the night shift, coming home as I got up in the morning.
It had become a ritual of sorts of me waiting at the door, listening for the faint click of his car door and wishing to catch just a glimpse of him through the peephole. Though with our apartment doors, when he opened the access door, both our doors popped open unless we locked them. Which I must admit I had stopped doing just to have an excuse to see him.
I closed my eyes, willing for some control over the battleground between my thighs before he noticed the desire coursing through my veins, hitching my breath, and leaving me sensitive to even the casual rub of my shirt.
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