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Something Blue by Cammie Cummins

Divorced, unemployed, and with her recent birthday putting her closer to fifty than she is forty, Jennifer figured things couldn’t get worse? Then she meets Katie, a model from out of town. Her interest in the young girl goes from infatuation to wanton desire after an intimate encounter in the ladies’ room. Now, and Jen’s all in to see where this one-night stand takes her.

SKU: B07H1C7XDV Category: Erotica Tags: Cammie Cummins, lesbian erotica, lesbian romance, romantic erotica

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About the author:

Hi, my name is Cammie Cummins, my friends call me C.C. Late at night when everyone’s gone off to bed and the house gets quiet, I brew a cup of hot tea and indulge in my favorite past time; writing erotica. As I sit and tap out my stories, my greatest hope is that what I write turns you on as much as it does me.

Happy reading.
Cammie
XOXO

Here is a short sample from the book:

Katie grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around. She pushed her against the tile wall and pressed her body against Jen’s. She gave her a big, open-mouthed kiss. Her tongue hungrily lashed around inside Jen’s mouth. Wide-eyed with surprise, Jen pushed Katie’s shoulders, trying to disengage her, but the younger woman didn’t budge.
Holding her against the wall with her body, she rubbed a hand down over Jen’s breast and gave it a squeeze. Jen gasped. Then she ran her hand down between Jen’s legs, cupping her sex through her slacks and squeezed. Jen gasped again.
Jen pushed Katie back, breathless. “Katie, I—”
Katie cut her off with another kiss. This one deeper, wetting, more passionate.
Warmth spread through Jen, a yearning, awakening a desire inside her, one left unfulfilled during the last sexless years of her marriage. She snaked her hand under Katie’s long brown hair. With her hand on the young woman’s neck, she felt the warmth of her skin as she cupped the nape of Katie’s neck. Their tongues wagged like a game of tag inside Jen’s mouth. Katie nimbly and with unbridled urgency, unbuttoned Jen’s jeans and tugged her zipper down. She slid her hand under Jen’s panties. Jen backed up, raised on her toes and pushed her shoulder blades against the flat tile wall. She parted her legs, inviting Katie in. Katie’s fingers snaked through her curly bush and slipped through the folds of her pussy.
Jen broke their kiss with a surprised gasp.
What the hell was she doing? “Katie, I…”
“Shush.” She cupped Jen’s chin with her free hand so her long fingers caressed her freckled cheek. She rimmed Jen’s lips with her wet tongue as her finger slipped further down, along Jen’s wet pussy lips.
“Doesn’t that feel good?” Katie whispered seductively. Breathless, before Jen could answer, Katie added, “You’re so wet. I think you like it. Do you?”
Jen closed her eyes and leaned her head against the cool tile wall. “I…”
Just then, the restroom door opened again, shocking them both.
A short woman with gray hair and wearing a purple track suit stood holding the door open. Her overly applied lipstick-covered mouth hung open. “Oh, my lord!”