BEST WOMEN’S EROTICA OF THE YEAR
In Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 5, award-winning editor Rachel Kramer Bussel takes readers on an outrageous journey into the world of female fantasy and desire. These sexy stories offer up wild, hot and steamy tales from today’s top authors. You’ll be swept away by the sexiest business deal ever, break the rules in a future world where skin on skin contact is forbidden, and discover the art of getting off by phone sex.
From threesomes to mermaid sex, fetishes, sex parties and much more, these authors steam up the pages with tales of trysts, love, and lust where nothing is held back. If you’re looking to escape from the everyday and discover what happens when women are ready to get totally outrageous, this book is for you.
With new stories by beloved authors including Joanna Angel, Balli Kaur Jaswal, CD Reiss, Sierra Simone, and Sabrina Sol, along with newcomers to the genre, you’ll savor every sizzling page.
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Excerpt from Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 5, edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel and published by Cleis Press, December 2019
From “The First Moment I Saw You” by Caridad Piñeiro
I strolled toward the windows and peered down. He followed and stood behind me, teasing my back with the firm wall of his chest. As I met the reflection of his gaze on the glass, it was impossible to miss the desire on his face and mine. That icy blue gaze had darkened to the color of the sea at night and his lids had grown heavy.
I reached for his hand and brought it around to lay it on my thigh. His hand trembled beneath mine. I urged him to shift upward, past the silk stockings and garter to flesh warm and damp with the beginnings of arousal.
His body shook behind me as he moved his rough palm ever higher until he laid it over my neatly trimmed bush. If my dress had said, “Fuck me,” my lack of panties said, “Now!”
“Fuck,” he muttered, then splayed his other hand across my midsection and drew me tight to his body. As the long, thick ridge of his cock pressed against me and between my legs, my pussy wept at the thought of having him inside. But not yet.
“Touch me,” I commanded, my gaze never wavering from his. His pupils were so wide, his eyes almost appeared black.
He brought his big hands to my hips and urged me around to face him, forcing me to gaze up. He topped me by half a foot even with my four-inch heels, but then he bent and closed the distance between us. He brushed a quick kiss across my lips before moving downward, dancing his lips across the swells of my breasts, his mouth blazing hot against my skin. My nipples were tight in anticipation of his lips blessing them with his kiss, but he ignored them, earning my groan of complaint.
He arched a brow and teased, “Impatient?”
“Yes-s-s-s,” I responded, sounding like a balloon losing air. The pressure of desire built as he kneeled and slipped his hands under the hem of my dress. He slowly drew it upward to reveal the barely there curls at my center; my insides clenched in expectation.
He cupped my ass with his hands as he moved forward and nuzzled the short curls with his nose a second before he licked my clit. That single stroke of his tongue nearly undid me, I was so hot and ready for him.
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About Caridad Piñeiro: Caridad Piñeiro (caridad.com) is a transplanted Long Island girl who has fallen in love with the Jersey Shore. When Caridad isn’t taking long strolls along the boardwalk, she’s also a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author with over a million romance novels sold worldwide.
Category: Contemporary Women Writers, On Writing
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