Blurb:
Love erotic short
stories? Then check out this third collection of sexy short fiction from the
pen of award-winning erotica author Lucy Felthouse.
Felthouse is back with a
third volume of her popular short stories. Heating you up this time are tales
of tattooed bad boys, unusual bondage, female domination, women taking matters
into their own hands, outdoor encounters with strangers, indoor encounters with
husbands, spanking, and even a Valentine’s Day surprise.
Enjoy sixteen titillating
tales, over 54,000 words of naughtiness packed into one steamy read.
Please note: The stories in
this book have been previously published in anthologies, as standalones, and
online, but have been re-edited and updated for this book.
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Excerpt from Passing
Out Passion:
As we filed into the mess, I
glanced to my left and caught my mother’s eye. We shared a smile. From my other
side, my dad grabbed my hand and gave it a quick squeeze before letting go. It
had been a tough twelve weeks, but now my younger brother Shane had
successfully completed his basic training for the British Army, we were
overwhelmed with pride. We’d just watched him and his colleagues at their
passing out parade, complete with the pomp and ceremony Brits are famous for,
and were heading indoors for some food, drink and celebrations.
I could hardly wait to see
Shane and tell him how proud of him I was, but I knew that the recruits had
some stuff they had to do before they could head into the mess and be with us.
Hopefully they wouldn’t take too long.
Throughout the parade, I’d
barely taken my eyes off the spectacle before me. The band and the recruits had
mesmerised me with their well rehearsed routines, and when I’d finally spotted
Shane, I’d welled up. My little brother. Though, of course, he’s not all that
little. He’s four years younger than me, yet when we stand side by side I
barely come up to his shoulder.
Now, though, I looked around
at the other families and friends who’d also come to celebrate their loved
one’s achievement. There were lots of hugging women, and men shaking hands and
slapping backs. There were people closer to my age, too, the brothers and
sisters of the recruits, and also girlfriends and boyfriends.
“Christina.”
My mother’s voice tugged me out
of my thoughts, and I turned to face her with a smile.
“Come on, sweetheart, your
father’s gone over there to get us a table.”
I fell into step behind her
as she walked towards the table she’d indicated. But the room was filling
rapidly, and I quickly lost her in the squeeze of bodies.
I wasn’t concerned. I
continued to slip between people with a polite smile and the occasional “excuse
me” if they hadn’t seen me. Soon, though, I got to a group of people so tightly
packed together and laughing so raucously that I was going to have to resort to
shoulder tapping, I just knew it.
After my increasingly loud
pleas went unheard, I reached up to tap one of the group on the shoulder. The
guy spun round faster than I’d expected, almost knocking me over in the process.
He reached out and grabbed my elbow to steady me, then our eyes met and a gasp
escaped my mouth before I could stop it. He was obviously just as surprised as
I, as his blue eyes widened and his grip on my arm tightened. My resultant
frown obviously made him realise what he was doing, as he let go of me and
finally opened his mouth.
“Hey!” His previous shock
forgotten, his face transformed from surprised to delighted. “What are you
doing here?”
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Author Bio:
She’s sweet and wholesome. And hiding something.
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