A collection of five erotic stories with mixed and varied themes.
Running Free by Beverly Langland
Sitting alone in the park, watching the sun comes up, makes Alex feel free and alive. She just can’t resist the urge to tear off her clothes and run naked through the woods. Surrounded by the beauty of nature, she is able to indulge her wildest, most primitive fantasies, but can she recapture the passion that’s been missing in her life?
Picking The Man by Penelope Friday
Ellie’s an expert in seduction – and she never lets the fact she’s in a wheelchair get in the way of her pleasure. When she sets her sights on the guy in the red jumper as he innocently reads his paper, she is determined this hot summer night will be one of mindblowing passion for both of them.
Captive Dove by Alcamia
All her deepest sexual fantasies involve being caged and confined. So when Lucinda meets enigmatic artist Emile, who is obsessed with painting models in cages, she thinks she’s found her perfect match. But can she reach through the bars around his soul and touch the part of his sexuality he has always kept locked away?
Wash And Blow Job by Les Hansom
Tim’s wife likes to control everything in his life, and that includes when and where he gets his hair cut. What she doesn’t realise is that she’s booked him an appointment with a sassy female stylist who’s about to give Tim the most erotic salon experience of his life.
The Peachy Talbot Fan Club by Carmel Lockyer
Peachy Talbot may not be a hunk, but he’s the man every woman wants, so no one can understand why Kath would turn him down. Finally persuaded to go on a date with him, she discovers everything she’s heard about his reputation as a lover is true. Sex gods don’t come around too often, so how far will Kath and the rest of his office fan club go to make sure Peachy isn’t taken away from them?
These stories have also been published in Seriously Sexy Three ISBN 9781906125905
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About the Author
Alcamia became a full-time writer in 2008 and now spends all her time scribbling and amassing notebooks of ideas.
A bestseller, she enjoys writing gutsy sexy stories and thinks it’s great erotica - once a fringe phenomena – has, at long last, been pushed to the front of publishing. She’s an ardent advocate of choice in reading, believing it’s high time women and men had the freedom to fully explore their sexuality through well-written prose by some terrific writers.
When she’s not penning racy books she’s beavering away under one of her other pseudonyms as a mainstream romance and paranormal author. Asked what kind of writing she likes best? She says there’s no one answer; whether it’s historical, romance, science fiction or a supernatural twist she loves it all, but retains a special affection for spicy romance with punch.
Rather an innocent and a somewhat old-fashioned girl, recently someone asked her how she can write such edgy material without having experienced it? Her answer, “sex and love are instincts we all have. A science-fiction writer has not voyaged into deep space, but can write convincingly about aliens and other worlds. The success in penning credible books is being able to get inside a person’s skin, research your material and be inventive.”
Alcamia has been published in countless anthologies and loves penning novellas and novels across the entire erotica genre range. When she’s not scribbling she loves restoring vintage clothing, trying to cook French patisserie and enjoys mega-long walks in the countryside and along the beach. An avid collector her home’s bulging at the seams with books she can’t part with, which she believes is what makes it so hard for her to find her own Mr Darcy with a twist.
Read an Excerpt
Ran until I felt my pounding heart would burst. Ran until my lungs grew rasping raw from the effort. Ran until my oxygen-starved muscles cried out in pain. Ran until the heartbroken woman, the browbeaten housewife existed no more, until I became whole again. A woman once more. Only then did I slow, when the pain grew too great, when its pureness washed clear all other feeling other than the primitive arousal surging through my loins. Still I tried, soaking up the pain, letting out the hurt until I could no longer remember why I cried each night. Only then did I stop, pausing for breath in a shady glade. I sank to the ground, back resting against an ancient tree. I felt so alive!
I lifted my knees, parted my legs. I could smell my excitement. I touched my engorged pussy, feeling the fierce heat there, the sopping wetness. I deliberately, wantonly spread my legs wider. I didn’t want to feel ashamed for what I intended to do. I had hidden under the duvet for too long. Now I wanted to expose my longing. I no longer had a husband, any man for that matter. So what! Abstinence wasn’t a crime whatever Mother implied. I was tired of playing by other people’s rules, of unsuitable dates, of unsuitable men with unsuitable appetites. I wasn’t ready to let another man into my life. My mind was suddenly clear. It was OK to be alone, to be independent.
My sex ached for release, moist with the slickness of my juices; my animal scent filled the clearing, the musky aroma turning me on more. I had another courtship to play, a much simpler more earthy ritual. I tentatively touched my clitoris, gasped with delight as it sprang instantly to life. With one finger I traced little circles around the sensitive nub, my other hand roaming urgently over my body while the diligent finger worked its magic.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Dont understand why this book is displayed in same section with Nook books. Should be listed in a section related to the subject matter.
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