Summer Heat
After college graduation, this City Girl flounders, until one night when she discovers online erotica. She goes to her boyfriend and tells him she has decided to pursue a career as an erotica writer. Her boyfriend is thrilled and offers to help her accurately depict the sensual scenes!
Summer Heat is a super short Quickie Read of m/f passion.
Quickie Excerpts:
Yes, I swallow. In case you were wondering. Although, when I was back in high school, swallowing freaked me out. It was no way Jose. We did do a thing called snowballing but the guys didn't care much for that little game. Once I entered college, it was just so much neater, not messy, to just swallow and move on to the next guy...
* * *
"I've decided to become a writer, Tony."
"That's great, CJ What are you going to write?"
With a coy expression and as seductively as I could muster, I announced, "Erotica!"
Tony had stood up by then and we embraced. His hands moved predicatively to my rump, he said, "Congratulations." Then whispered, "Want to do some research?"
"Yes, and... Starting as of now, I'm taking notes. So... You better be good."
Chapter 1
Hi, my name is C. J. Starr, and I write great sex! I'm in my mid to late-twenties and I'm pretty and have a dynamic body for being tall, I'm just under 5 foot 7 inches. I push 110 pounds on a bathroom scale. I have a small ass and ample boobs. I'm a genuine blond from birth. I probably know more blond jokes than there are peanuts on a peanut farm, and... I really enjoy hearing new ones. My 120 IQ earned me a degree in Sociology from University of California.
My writing started a year ago. I had just graduated and was looking for the perfect job. I took a break and downloaded a racy romance ebook, onto my laptop. My job search was over for the night. Then, after my third download, I found myself totally aroused -- sexually.
It was a Tuesday night, I recall this because Anthony, Tony, was on his way out to teach an evening class in Philosophy when I called him to get his ass over to my apartment...
"I can be there by 9...9:30, C. J. Want me to bring anything?"
"Just you...I'll chill some Sangria."
"My class starts in two minutes. Got to run, C. J. Keep it warm!" and the connection was broken.
It was going on seven. I was wearing Levis and an orange sweatshirt. It was Tony's sweatshirt and had a stupid monkey silk-screened on the back. I tried to think what it said. I couldn't remember and pulled it off to read it. "Got Milk?" As soon as I read it, I knew what it said, "Got Milk?" I felt stupid. My breasts were chilly without the shirt. I hadn't been wearing a bra. I pulled it back on while saying aloud, "Got wine?"
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Summer Heat is a super short Quickie Read of m/f passion.
Quickie Excerpts:
Yes, I swallow. In case you were wondering. Although, when I was back in high school, swallowing freaked me out. It was no way Jose. We did do a thing called snowballing but the guys didn't care much for that little game. Once I entered college, it was just so much neater, not messy, to just swallow and move on to the next guy...
* * *
"I've decided to become a writer, Tony."
"That's great, CJ What are you going to write?"
With a coy expression and as seductively as I could muster, I announced, "Erotica!"
Tony had stood up by then and we embraced. His hands moved predicatively to my rump, he said, "Congratulations." Then whispered, "Want to do some research?"
"Yes, and... Starting as of now, I'm taking notes. So... You better be good."
Chapter 1
Hi, my name is C. J. Starr, and I write great sex! I'm in my mid to late-twenties and I'm pretty and have a dynamic body for being tall, I'm just under 5 foot 7 inches. I push 110 pounds on a bathroom scale. I have a small ass and ample boobs. I'm a genuine blond from birth. I probably know more blond jokes than there are peanuts on a peanut farm, and... I really enjoy hearing new ones. My 120 IQ earned me a degree in Sociology from University of California.
My writing started a year ago. I had just graduated and was looking for the perfect job. I took a break and downloaded a racy romance ebook, onto my laptop. My job search was over for the night. Then, after my third download, I found myself totally aroused -- sexually.
It was a Tuesday night, I recall this because Anthony, Tony, was on his way out to teach an evening class in Philosophy when I called him to get his ass over to my apartment...
"I can be there by 9...9:30, C. J. Want me to bring anything?"
"Just you...I'll chill some Sangria."
"My class starts in two minutes. Got to run, C. J. Keep it warm!" and the connection was broken.
It was going on seven. I was wearing Levis and an orange sweatshirt. It was Tony's sweatshirt and had a stupid monkey silk-screened on the back. I tried to think what it said. I couldn't remember and pulled it off to read it. "Got Milk?" As soon as I read it, I knew what it said, "Got Milk?" I felt stupid. My breasts were chilly without the shirt. I hadn't been wearing a bra. I pulled it back on while saying aloud, "Got wine?"
Summer Heat
After college graduation, this City Girl flounders, until one night when she discovers online erotica. She goes to her boyfriend and tells him she has decided to pursue a career as an erotica writer. Her boyfriend is thrilled and offers to help her accurately depict the sensual scenes!
Summer Heat is a super short Quickie Read of m/f passion.
Quickie Excerpts:
Yes, I swallow. In case you were wondering. Although, when I was back in high school, swallowing freaked me out. It was no way Jose. We did do a thing called snowballing but the guys didn't care much for that little game. Once I entered college, it was just so much neater, not messy, to just swallow and move on to the next guy...
* * *
"I've decided to become a writer, Tony."
"That's great, CJ What are you going to write?"
With a coy expression and as seductively as I could muster, I announced, "Erotica!"
Tony had stood up by then and we embraced. His hands moved predicatively to my rump, he said, "Congratulations." Then whispered, "Want to do some research?"
"Yes, and... Starting as of now, I'm taking notes. So... You better be good."
Chapter 1
Hi, my name is C. J. Starr, and I write great sex! I'm in my mid to late-twenties and I'm pretty and have a dynamic body for being tall, I'm just under 5 foot 7 inches. I push 110 pounds on a bathroom scale. I have a small ass and ample boobs. I'm a genuine blond from birth. I probably know more blond jokes than there are peanuts on a peanut farm, and... I really enjoy hearing new ones. My 120 IQ earned me a degree in Sociology from University of California.
My writing started a year ago. I had just graduated and was looking for the perfect job. I took a break and downloaded a racy romance ebook, onto my laptop. My job search was over for the night. Then, after my third download, I found myself totally aroused -- sexually.
It was a Tuesday night, I recall this because Anthony, Tony, was on his way out to teach an evening class in Philosophy when I called him to get his ass over to my apartment...
"I can be there by 9...9:30, C. J. Want me to bring anything?"
"Just you...I'll chill some Sangria."
"My class starts in two minutes. Got to run, C. J. Keep it warm!" and the connection was broken.
It was going on seven. I was wearing Levis and an orange sweatshirt. It was Tony's sweatshirt and had a stupid monkey silk-screened on the back. I tried to think what it said. I couldn't remember and pulled it off to read it. "Got Milk?" As soon as I read it, I knew what it said, "Got Milk?" I felt stupid. My breasts were chilly without the shirt. I hadn't been wearing a bra. I pulled it back on while saying aloud, "Got wine?"
Summer Heat is a super short Quickie Read of m/f passion.
Quickie Excerpts:
Yes, I swallow. In case you were wondering. Although, when I was back in high school, swallowing freaked me out. It was no way Jose. We did do a thing called snowballing but the guys didn't care much for that little game. Once I entered college, it was just so much neater, not messy, to just swallow and move on to the next guy...
* * *
"I've decided to become a writer, Tony."
"That's great, CJ What are you going to write?"
With a coy expression and as seductively as I could muster, I announced, "Erotica!"
Tony had stood up by then and we embraced. His hands moved predicatively to my rump, he said, "Congratulations." Then whispered, "Want to do some research?"
"Yes, and... Starting as of now, I'm taking notes. So... You better be good."
Chapter 1
Hi, my name is C. J. Starr, and I write great sex! I'm in my mid to late-twenties and I'm pretty and have a dynamic body for being tall, I'm just under 5 foot 7 inches. I push 110 pounds on a bathroom scale. I have a small ass and ample boobs. I'm a genuine blond from birth. I probably know more blond jokes than there are peanuts on a peanut farm, and... I really enjoy hearing new ones. My 120 IQ earned me a degree in Sociology from University of California.
My writing started a year ago. I had just graduated and was looking for the perfect job. I took a break and downloaded a racy romance ebook, onto my laptop. My job search was over for the night. Then, after my third download, I found myself totally aroused -- sexually.
It was a Tuesday night, I recall this because Anthony, Tony, was on his way out to teach an evening class in Philosophy when I called him to get his ass over to my apartment...
"I can be there by 9...9:30, C. J. Want me to bring anything?"
"Just you...I'll chill some Sangria."
"My class starts in two minutes. Got to run, C. J. Keep it warm!" and the connection was broken.
It was going on seven. I was wearing Levis and an orange sweatshirt. It was Tony's sweatshirt and had a stupid monkey silk-screened on the back. I tried to think what it said. I couldn't remember and pulled it off to read it. "Got Milk?" As soon as I read it, I knew what it said, "Got Milk?" I felt stupid. My breasts were chilly without the shirt. I hadn't been wearing a bra. I pulled it back on while saying aloud, "Got wine?"
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| BN ID: | 2940149507528 |
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| Publisher: | NLP |
| Publication date: | 05/09/2014 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 4 MB |
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