Erotic Writer Seeks Men

Seeking Satisfaction 1

Luminosity Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 16,040
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“You act out my fantasies, I’ll act out yours.”

Erotic author, Samantha Fox is one of those shy quiet types you need to look out for. Though publicly she still blushes at the faintest sexual innuendo, privately she likes to get all her darkest fantasies down on paper. She’s published one of her steamy novels, but a fear of being discovered led her to tone down the good bits, turning a hot erotic story into mediocre titillation.

Now with a sex life to match her pitiful writing, she’s come up with a grand idea of how to improve both—an ad in the local paper. “Fem. Erotic Author seeks men for experience, experimentation, and inspiration for erotic works.”

At first the whole idea seems to be a complete failure, but then she meets Richard, Jarred and Oliver. Suddenly the stories are flowing again, and Samantha’s love life is busier than it’s ever been.

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Erotic Writer Seeks Men

Seeking Satisfaction 1

Luminosity Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 16,040
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4 STARS – The Romance Reviews
For a hot and quick read that may tempt you into placing your own personal ad, you can’t go wrong with EROTIC WRITER SEEKS MEN.

Author Samantha Fox is in a rut. She’s published just one of her erotic books, and it pretty much sucked. She knows exactly what she needs for inspiration: some seriously decadent sex with some seriously hot guys. What’s a girl to do but put out a personal ad asking for men to give her experience for her stories!?

After weeding through several thousand applicants, Sam settles on 3 gorgeous men to help her out: Richard, Oliver and Jarred. She likes each man for different reasons, but they all drive her crazy with passion. She can’t wait to experience all that her men have to offer, but will any of them be able to walk away when it’s over?

EROTIC WRITER SEEKS MEN is a quick and fun little romp that explores just how erotic writers get their inspiration. I knew they had to be a crazy kinky bunch! While there was very little character development or plot, what Ms. Kinnane did well was make us love Sam and root for her to enjoy her sexploration with the three guys. I could totally be friends with this woman, taking her career into her own hands and making the decision to find and own her passion. The guys were all interesting. Oliver was brooding yet caring, Jarred was overbearing and arrogant and Richard was fun with a hedonistic streak.

I would’ve liked a bit more of an ending, as it felt rushed and slightly unfinished to me. That said, EROTIC WRITER SEEKS MEN was just what I needed to help me unwind after a stressful day.

Review by Delta The Romance Reviews

Forget threesomes, how about a foursome? Erotic Writer Seeks Men tells the story of introverted author Samantha, who makes a bold decision to advertise for men to experiment sexually with.

This is a fun novella with an unusual dynamic, but the characters are easy to relate to. The three men that Samantha experiments with are all distinctive and attractive in their own ways, and I liked that they were just regular guys, not experienced Doms, in this case.

Samantha was a little too flaky in a couple of scenes, but I felt her personal growth increased steadily after each sexual encounter and she finally took control of the four-person-relationship in a satisfying way near the end of the book. And most importantly, her talent for erotic writing improved dramatically, lol! ( I loved the scene when the guys read aloud from her first book – hilarious!)

Although a short read, it’s a great balance of humorous moments and intense adult play. I can also see the potential for a sequel there, to explore the emotional connections between Samantha and the guys that would surely develop and diverge at some point beyond the end of this book. (Just an idea, Heather! lol!)

Review by Friday Night Romance

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“I did it.”

There was a pause on the end of the line, and Samantha knew Vivienne was trying to figure out exactly what she’d done.

“You know, the ad.”

Vivienne gasped. “You didn’t!” Samantha could imagine the look on Vivienne’s face, those lipstick-red lips forming an O, the disbelief in her eyes.

“Wait, what exactly have you managed so far? You’ve just written the ad, haven’t you? Bet you haven’t even posted it yet.”

Samantha laughed. The endorphins from last night were still bouncing around her body and she felt on top of the world, despite the slight headache from drinking a little too much wine.

“Advertisement printed, initial applications reviewed, interviews completed, and three successful participants chosen.” Samantha couldn’t help feeling smug at her achievements.

“I only saw you last week. You didn’t mention any of this!”

Samantha shrugged, even though Vivienne couldn’t see. “I still wasn’t sure I’d follow through with it,” she said. “I had to make some progress first before I told you anything.”

“Wow. Just, wow. I never thought you’d do it, Sam. Well done!” Vivienne said. “So, when can I meet these gorgeous guys?”

“Ha! I don’t know that you’ll ever be meeting them, Viv. No offense, but I think part of the appeal is that it’s not that sort of relationship. It’s just a chance to have some fun.”

“And you’d make me miss out?” Samantha could almost hear Vivienne pouting on the other end of the phone.

Samantha sighed. “I’ll email you their photos,” she said. “You’ll just have to be satisfied with that.”

She put the phone down and took another sip of her water. Using alcohol to build up her courage was not great for her head the next day. But she’d made it through, no one had assaulted her, and they’d all turned out to be the half-decent guys her gut instinct had told her they were.

And Oliver. She closed her eyes and remembered the look in his as he ate out her pussy. She spread her legs, the movement parting the soft towelling robe she still wore though it was past noon, and her fingers found the spot he’d brought alive with such ease.

She sighed, shaking her head. She should be using this energy, this longing. She should be funnelling it into her work, building up the desire so that it shone through and made her writing all that much sweeter for its need.

She turned on the laptop and opened a fresh page. It was time to get writing.

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