Two hot short stories rolled into one...
Spice it Up
After a stranger messages her, Kellee is caught up in a sensual world of fantasy and desire. When her dark stranger suggests they meet—the yearning he’s built within her makes her say yes when she knows she should say no.
One night bound in his bed proves to be too much for her—and nowhere near enough.
Park and Ride
A late night trek on a lonely stretch of highway gets Kellee yawning… that is until a hot stranger in a sports car catches up and begins to give her a naughty show. Enthralled, she can’t take her eyes off the dirty things he does—her stare glued to his body more than the road.
When he points to a rest stop sign, she knows she’s at an impasse… keep on driving for home, or take a ride on the wild side? Should she take a chance for one wild, hot night in the park and ride?
NOTE: This is a previously published work. The title has been deeply edited by the author for TEP..
“I can feel your longing. It’s tangible. I can see it in your eyes, smell it on your skin. Just like I read it in your words. You want me more than any other man you’ve ever met. Don’t you?”
His words engulfed her, and she could not breathe. Nor could she answer.
“I asked you a question. I expect an answer.”
Kellee stared at her reflection. Her eyes were wide, her breathing sharp. Swirls of blue colored light reflected off the plains of her face, casting an eerie pallor over her image, as if she were looking at a stranger standing in her spot. It was certainly apropos for the way she felt tonight. His gaze caught hers in the mirror once more as he pressed his throbbing cock against her ass.
“I’m still waiting.”
Stifling a moan, she rubbed against him. Caught up in the beat of the music throbbing around them, Kellee placed her drink on the bar and began moving to the sound. She held on to the edge of the counter for dear life, her legs like jelly. Attempting to overcome her fear, she tried to play the seductress and turn the tables a bit on his domination act.
His hands moved to grasp her wrists tightly as he began to move behind her, and she wondered if he was showing her a taste of what was to come this night. His hands were like shackles, pinning her to him. This is what she’d wanted—what she’d fantasized about.
If she agreed to his terms, of course.
Fear washed through her, and she began to pull against the fists holding her arms down. Releasing her, those same hands pressed into each side of her hip, stilling her. He calmed her like a wild horse, whispering a hushing sound to soothe her ruffled feathers.
“Is this the game you want to play? The little seductress, waving her rear like a red flag at a raging bull, getting me all wound up before you turn and leave? If it is, you need to rethink your plan. You’d better be willing to finish what you start, because I already have plans to tie you to my bed and fuck you all night long.” He paused to press a kiss to the back of her neck. “Until you beg me to stop, exhausted from the pleasure. And even then, I might not stop.”