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Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a die hard Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.
What inspired you to write your book?
Volume 12 is part of our Sexy to Go Series – a monthly erotic romance anthology.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Should I fuck you here?” Kane’s desire laden voice sent skitters up her spine.
She arched her ass in invitation. “Do it. I need you inside me now.”
“Hmm.” He reached lower with his other hand, his fingers tracing her wet pussy lips. Sparks shot through her when he slipped inside, finger fucking her. First with one finger, then with two. “But your pussy’s so wet for me. I’ll fuck you here first…but not yet.” She howled in protest when he pulled his fingers out, leaving her empty again. Moving to her side he removed the stones from her back. “Flip over.”
Although frustrated he hadn’t ravaged her, she was eager to see what came next. He pulled her legs over his thighs, spreading her wide, her pussy completely open to him and she prayed he gave it more attention soon. The pressure, the need to climax ate at her, made her restless.
Coating his hands with more oil, he lightly traced his fingers across her neck, over her breasts, and down her abdomen. The teasing, feather light touch, left tingles in its wake. Her nipples beaded, goose-bumps pricked her skin. He cupped her breasts, coating them with the oil, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger.
“Mmm. What did I do to deserve this?” she breathed.
“I just want to touch you. You like?”
“You know I do. Don’t stop.”
After coating the rest of her front with the oil, he reached over and pulled two new stones from the heating unit and swirled them around her breasts. The heat and smooth texture gliding over her skin shot another wave of desire to her cunt. His touch drove her nuts, her body ready, needy, every nerve ending twitchy. She arched her hips upward, trying to make contact with her husband’s erection, but he ignored her efforts and continued rubbing her down, heating her skin.
On the next pass down her abdomen, he continued the downward descent, smoothing the rock past her bellybutton, across the small patch of curls, and through her wet slit. Her hips bucked. The heat from the rock meeting with her already hot cunt made her quiver.
When he pressed it against her swollen clit, rubbing it with quick short strokes, she almost came undone.
“Now, Kane,” she breathed. “I need you inside me.”
His resolved finally broke. Lust burned in his eyes. “Flip over. Get on your knees.”
Vera complied. Face down, ass up, totally vulnerable to him.
He grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks and spread them apart. “You look so fucking sexy like this.” She gasped when he bent and licked her from clit to asshole. “I can’t decide whether to fuck you or eat you.”