EMERALD( Cont.) SAFE: a collection of erotic stories
EMERALD( Cont.) SAFE: a collection of erotic stories
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In this collection of erotic stories, attraction, heat, and connection serve as catalysts to take characters to places of climax, revelation, transformation, and abiding— sometimes all at once.“ To Make It That Way” shows older woman Cole taking young Zack on a seductive and wild ride, exposing him not only to a considerable sexual education but to more subtle life lessons as well.“ Power Over Power” channels the intense energy of a martial arts session, while“ Hers to Keep” offers Leslie a surprising lesson in so-called“ casual” sex.
Polyamory, masturbation, and BDSM all make appearances in Safe, as do scorching vanilla sex and budding romance. These stories explore the power of sexuality in myriad forms and manifestations, revealing how eros has the power to bring us back to ourselves and propel us ever deeper into the journeys of both sex and life.
Review ***** Amazon Reader Steve Cline Wrote:“ Em erald drew me in with a combination of humanity, sensitivity, and decency, without once losing sight of the sex expected of erotica. Throughout the book, she exposed me to new ways of looking at sexuality, which made the experiences stay with me long after I put the book down.” https:// www. amazon. com / review / R2U1F4Z6MNFQ0Y
From“ On the Rise”:
Allen was better-looking than in the picture that had accompanied the article. Sheila swallowed, uncomfortable for some reason that that had occurred to her. Still, there was a dullness in his brown eyes she had a feeling hadn’ t always been there. She stepped forward, feeling unusually unsure of herself, and introduced herself. Allen lifted his hand from the arm of his wheelchair to shake hers, replacing it after he let go.
He nodded at the love seat against the wall several feet away, and Sheila moved to it and sat. He didn’ t make eye contact with her as she looked back at him, smoothing her skirt over her thighs.
“ Do you want to come over here a little closer?” Her voice was soft, nonthreatening, the tone intuitively taking on what would be best received under the circumstances. This was a propensity she naturally seemed to have, and it had served her well in her work. More than once she had been complimented on the quality of her voice— not just the words themselves, but her ability to know exactly how to speak and when.
Allen glanced her way, then pressed the motorized button on his chair. It moved forward jerkily, his finger tapping the button a few times as he maneuvered the chair until it was positioned perpendicular to the love seat. After a tiny hesitation, he pushed forward until his feet were only a few inches from hers.
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