When Stacey accidentally overhears her sexy customer, Ryan, talking about a hot stock tip, she can't help herself and impulsively "borrows" his flash drive. But when Ryan catches her red-handed, he wants more than just his flash drive back. If he's going to let her go, his terms are clear. Now, his hand is between her legs and she has to decide. She can either face the police or give in to his erotic demands..
For Adults Only - This short erotic romance (6000 words) contains very explicit sexual encounters including reluctant sexual situations,and other very erotic scenes. It is intended only for adults over the age of 18.
From the Book:
Stacey swallowed hard not quite sure what to do. “Please, don't report me,” she stammered. “I'll do whatever it takes to convince you it was just a mistake.”
“Oh, really?” he asked as he looked her up and down, his eyes taking in every inch of her. “I think I can be convinced.”
Stacey froze as he reached out and placed his hands on her hips. She knew she should say something, tell him that wasn't what she meant, but she couldn't seem to find the words. Slowly, he slid his hand down along the outside of her thighs, down past the hem of her skirt. When his hands reached her bare skin she felt her body tingle where he touched her.
Stacey took a sharp breath as his hands slipped under her skirt, pushing the light material up as he explored her body. When he reached her panties and began toying with the edges, she felt warm wetness slip from her.
"You can't just," she started, but he ignored her and slid his fingers tantalizingly along the edges of her skimpy G-string.
She could barely think as his hands roamed her body, her breathing getting rough as he touched her. “This isn't what I meant,” she tried again, her voice huskier than she expected.
His answer was a low throaty sound that sent tingles of excitement down to her toes. The intensity of his stare was nearly as erotic as his touch, and she found herself holding her breath as she watched him waiting for his answer.
“No?” he asked slowly as his hand slipped between her legs.
His thumb slid slowly along her inner thighs, sending sparks up through her stomach. She felt thrills dance throughout her and knew that he could tell her panties were soaked.
“Well,” he said as his fingers ran along the thin material of her G-string, “I think this would convince me.”
“I can’t…” she began but he cut her off as he pulled her panties aside. His fingers slid along her and she stopped mid-sentence, unable to continue.
“You don't have much of a choice,” he said.
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Published December 15, 2011
by Taboo Lust and Forbidden Pleasure.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.