Pre-order now! Sinful Pleasures: An Anthology of Erotic
Tales by Sinful Press (@sinfulpress)
Release date 20th
August 2017.
Sinful Press welcomes
you to lose yourself in Sinful Pleasures.
Join us as we weave
our way from mainstream erotic romance to surreal sex-filled dreamscapes and
everything in between, created by some of the best new and established voices
in the erotica genre.
Janine Ashbless, Ella
Scandal, Sonni de Soto, Jo Henny
Wolf, Lily Harlem, Lady Divine,
Gail Williams, Samantha MacLeod, Tony Fyler, Ellie Barker, Lisa McCarthy
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Excerpt from On The
Line by Sonni de Soto:
If he wanted to call
her, he could call her.
He didn’t have to wait
for her.
Decisively, he reached
for his phone and began to dial.
She answered on the
first ring. “Twenty minutes past nine.” Danielle tsked. “I always wondered how
long it would take for you to call me.” Even over the phone, he could
practically hear her shrug. “Twenty minutes sounds about right.”
“So this was a test?” He
raised an eyebrow, not sure he liked the idea of that.
“Not a test, per se.”
Her throaty voice was a soothing purr that, despite his efforts, did calm his
irritation. Which was kind of irritating in and of itself. “More of an
experiment. To shake things up a bit.”
“Shake things up how?”
He harrumphed back against his headboard.
“We’re in a rut,
Christopher.” She sighed with an audible shake of her head. “We’ve got to
Columbus our way out of this.”
A rut? They were in a
rut? Chris frowned and adjusted his glasses. He supposed that, sure, they’d
both been a little tired lately. A little overworked and stressed. But a rut?
“How are we supposed to do that?”
“Close your eyes,” she
urged into the phone.
He huffed a bit,
pouting, but did as she asked. It was, after all, a simple request. “Okay.”
“Imagine us,” her voice
whispered in his ear. “Imagine us in your room. On your bed.”
Chris let out a sigh and
tried. His mind focused, picturing her painted and so-mobile mouth forming her
words. He thought about her tongue, slick and sly, as it slid across those
lips, leaving a sheen in its wake. Chris let his mind remember the taste of her
kiss, an utterly illogical mix of heated want and cool mint.
He imagined the familiar
flush that always swept over her cheeks right before he took her mouth, that
visible sign of her excitement that never failed to fuel his own. He knew that
a blush like that could travel down her neck, her shoulder, her spine in a
tickled shiver with the simplest touch.
And then there, in his
room, on his bed, in his mind, like magic, she was laid seductive and
stretched-out before him. He imagined the dark fall of curls that clouded
around her face and shoulders, framing bared, bronzed skin perfectly.
His hands itched to grab
the curves of her body. The swell of her sweeping hips. The pointed tips of her
delectable breasts. The length of her long legs. The soft spread of sun-ripened
skin, that always held the sweet scent of citrus, over the generous lushness of
her body.
He could hear his own
breath rasp as his mind transported her from her dorm room to the foot of his
bed.
“Good,” he heard her coo
in his ear. “Now that you have me there, whatever will you do with me?” Her
mockingly naïve tone left him feeling provoked and promised.
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