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Free Story: ‘Rather’

May 5, 2014 by Harper Bliss 2 Comments

It’s Monday, so why not share this flash fiction piece I wrote a while ago… Enjoy! 😉

Rather © Harper Bliss 2014

I close my eyes and listen to her voice. No one speaks like Catherine. My brother Andy sometimes imitates the way she pronounces the word ‘rather’, like someone from a different century. I always snicker, but nobody knows what it does to me inside.

“I’d rather not venture into town today,” Catherine says.

I widen my eyelids a fraction at the mention of the word. Catherine has intertwined her fingers behind her neck and rests the back of her head on her palms. The pose seems almost too bold for her, too un-ladylike. I can’t keep my eyes off her.

“Of course, love.” My dad’s Yorkshire accent sounds crass next to Catherine’s noble use of vowels. “You stay here and enjoy the pool.”

“Tilly will keep you company.” Mum pinches me in the bicep. “If she ever properly wakes up.”

I shoot Catherine a slow, sly smile and, in silence, we count the seconds until my parents leave. The seconds are long and hang between us like the heavy summer air, rich with the promise of beautiful days and humid with the sweat from our skin.

This is all the foreplay we need.

Catherine fixes her gaze on a spot just below my neck and my blood picks up speed in my veins. This is my family’s summer house and I didn’t bother to put on a bra for breakfast. I’m suddenly very aware of how my breasts, only covered by a flimsy, pale yellow tank top, rise and fall with my breath. Already my mind drifts to that delicious moment when Catherine will scoop them in her hands, just for a brief second, before pinching my nipples hard between her fingers.

I let my gaze drift to her hands, which now rest in her lap. Her fingers are long and her nails are always impeccably painted. A tight-fitted linen summer dress hugs her frame. No matter how high temperatures rise here, Catherine doesn’t do loose-hanging clothes.

Slowly, she lifts a finger to her mouth—the one she’ll fuck me with later. She drags the tip over her bottom lip. When my mum’s heels clatter on the tiles behind her, she lets it trail to her chin and assumes a pensive pose. Her eyes don’t leave mine.

“We’ll be gone a few hours.” Mum begins to clear the breakfast dishes.

“Leave it, mum.” My voice comes out much hoarser than I had expected. “I’ll take care of that.”

She shoots me a look as if she knows something, but she doesn’t. Her mind wouldn’t even go there. Catherine is her most respectable friend, with the best pedigree, the right designer clothes and—inherited from her deceased husband—a fortune to her name.

“Very well, then.” Mum straightens her back. “Are you ready, George?” She calls for my dad who stumbles out of the kitchen onto the terrace.

“Have a wonderful time.” Catherine gets up to kiss them goodbye. “I’ll make supper tonight.” The way she says it already makes it sound like a feast.

I wave my mum and dad off from my seat in the morning sun. We don’t move while we listen to the sound of tires screeching through gravel. We wait until the hum of the motor has completely died down. My cunt doesn’t wait though. I can feel moisture gather in the pyjama shorts I’m still wearing.

“Now then.” Catherine picks up a jar of strawberry jam. “We’d best clean this up.” She unscrews the lid and dips a finger in the red goo. Four nights we’ve spent together, but I already know better than to move without permission. “You’d best take off your clothes, Tilly. This could get messy.”

It doesn’t take me long to slip out of my tank and shorts. Naked, I stand in front of her. My skin shivers with anticipation. The sun warms my exposed nipples. I resist the urge to squeeze my legs together because I know she’ll want them wide. Heat pools in my blood.

She inches closer, her finger still in the jam jar.

“Toast is so inadequate.” Her voice is near and posh. My nipples harden. She lifts her finger from the jar and smears a dollop of jam right above my left nipple. It feels as if she’s grabbed me between the legs. My breath hitches in my throat and my nipples stiffen further. A droplet of hot moisture trickles down my upper thigh.

“This—” She eyes my jam-topped breast. “—looks so much better.” With the tip of her finger she rubs the jam all over my nipple, before dipping her head down to lick it off.

When her tongue connects, my muscles tense and slacken. My spine ripples.

She wipes her fingers on the skin of my belly as they travel down. What’s left of the jam mingles with my wetness. The sun is hot on my scalp and when she enters, her lips still stuck on my nipple, I think I will explode with heat.

Instead, I crash through my legs onto the lawn next to the terrace.

“Talk to me,” I say as I lay down on my back and spread wide. The grass tickles my back. The breeze cools my lips. I want to hear her voice when she slips her finger inside again.

“You look extraordinary…” She drapes herself across my flank, her skin moist against mine. “…in strawberry.” Her lips graze my neck before finding my ear. “I hear it’s all the rage this summer.” Her voice is a soft whisper. Her fingers have reached my clit and the mere presence of them so close to my cunt makes me gasp. I want to open up wider for her, buck my hips higher.

“But let’s not talk about fashion.” She slides two fingers over my clit to my entrance. “I’d rather fuck you instead.”

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Hump Day Hook: Hired Help

May 15, 2013 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

Hired Help

This week’s Hump Day Hook is from my novelette Hired Help (which you can get for free if you sign up to my mailing list! ;-))

“Come on,” Scarlet whispered while kicking off her shoes. “Time to test the bed.” Olivia’s glance caught the alarm clock on the night stand. It was three twenty-three but she already knew she was going for the full five hours. She stepped out of her shoes and, having slightly gained composure again, along with the belief that her voice wouldn’t shake too much, addressed Scarlet, “As stunning as that dress looks on you, I think it’s time to take it off.”

“At your service, madam.” Scarlet presented her back to Olivia so she could zip her out of the gown. Her skin was so smooth and evenly bronzed that Olivia suspected Scarlet of coming from another galaxy, or at least another, more sun-kissed area than northern Europe. Scarlet’s ruby dress was now a silk puddle on the hotel room carpet. The only fabric left on her skin was a wine-coloured pair of panties. What a profession, Olivia thought, it doesn’t even require wearing a bra.

Scarlet faced Olivia in her almost naked glory and flipped open the button of her jeans. Once they had dropped to the floor as well, forming another mountain of discarded clothing, Scarlet backed onto the bed, her eyes never leaving Olivia’s face. Olivia crawled towards her on all fours, to that promising soft-skinned body that was all hers for the next hours, and looked forward to straddling Scarlet, but, as soon as she approached, Scarlet grabbed her by the wrists and made her lose balance. Scarlet tipped Olivia over and held her arms above her head with one hand, her long fingers pressing firmly into the delicate skin of Olivia’s wrists.

“Don’t move,” Scarlet said while peering deep into Olivia’s eyes. She reached for her bag which stood next to the bed and produced a red silk scarf. “Okay?” Scarlet asked and Olivia wouldn’t dream of declining the offer of being tied up. Scarlet’s breasts, which Olivia was more than ready to devour, swayed up and down while she tightened the scarf around Olivia’s hands and tied her to the bed. “This is why I like the George V,” she said, “the furniture is very functional.”

Want more Hump Day goodness? Head over to the official site >>

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Learning Curve = FREE

December 12, 2012 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

Learning CurveIf you haven’t read Learning Curve yet, here’s your chance to get a free copy. Learning Curve will be free on Amazon US and Amazon UK as of right now until Friday 14 December (3 days in total).

Learning Curve was the first more romantic story I wrote (although I’ve gotten much more romantic since then.) The character Giselle was inspired by all of these pictures of Gisele Bündchen. Yes, all of them… well, I needed an excuse to inspect all of them in detail. As you can see, the process of naming my characters is a very complex one, and I take it extremely seriously. (I added an ‘L’ though, but it was purely accidental.) 😉

Here’s the blurb:
Ada’s company relocated her to Berlin, provided that she’d take an intensive course in German. It proves to be a steep learning curve, until her teacher Giselle implements some alternative educational methods.

And here are the download links again:
– Amazon US
– Amazon UK

And here are two pictures of Gisele Bündchen, just because…

Gisele BündchenWho needs a Christmas tree when you can have a cardboard cut-out made out of this?

Gisele BündchenGisele in a blazer and jeans… any lesbian’s wet dream come true.

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New Girl 2.0

December 9, 2012 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

New GirlMy short story New Girl is now available as a free download. You could already read it in the Free Stories section, but I guess I needed an excuse to design a cover featuring those abs. 😉

Click here for a summary of all the download options >>

As it’s the most festive time of the year, this will not be the only freebie this month. Next week Learning Curve will be free for a few days, and then near Christmas the second novella in the High Rise series Undisclosed Desires will go free, so you can all have yourselves a jolly wet holiday season.

Just to remind you, Wetter (steamy shower sex) and All of Me (much kinkier than my other stories) are also still free. And if you subscribe to my mailing list, you get a Smashwords coupon code for a free copy of Hired Help.

Merry almost Christmas. 😉

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Six Sentence Sunday #12

November 11, 2012 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

Champagne continues for Six Sentence Sunday…

Absolutely nothing, I thought. “It has the most interesting view you’ll ever see.” It wasn’t really a lie. My living room window looked straight into my neighbour’s kitchen and he loved to cook shirtless. Not that I found that compelling in the least.

“Well then.” She gestured to the barman for the check. “I simply can’t decline.”

As always, more Six Sentence Sunday goodness can be found at the official website. I’ll be back with the next six sentences next week.

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Six Sentence Sunday #11

November 4, 2012 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

Champagne continues for Six Sentence Sunday…

“A taxi to my place.” I said it as if it were the only option. I could have suggested the zoo, or the beach, but that would just have been a waste of time.

At last, she smiled. She bared a row of too white teeth, the unexpected dimples in her cheeks making up for it. “The foolishness of youth.” She shook her head, but kept her smile. “What’s so great about your place?”

As always, more Six Sentence Sunday goodness can be found at the official website. I’ll be back with the next six sentences next week.

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