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Hump Day Hook: Girls Only (Volume Two)

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Girls Only Volume TwoThis week’s Hump Day Hook is from a story in my brand new mini-anthology Girls Only (Volume Two). The story is called Fair and Square and is all about a race for top on the running track. 😉

I focussed on the sound of my shoes hitting the track. If I concentrated on Sofia, who ran in front of me as usual, I’d never win this race. It was hard to keep my gaze off of her flexing calf muscles though, and the way her white shorts contrasted with the glistening ochre of her skin. But this was no time to indulge in enticing images. This race was important. This was our own personal fight for top.

I knew she believed she had me already. A force of habit I could hardly blame her for. With her strong, stocky body she always outmanoeuvred me in the bedroom before I had a chance to even realise what was going on. It came naturally to her, whereas I had to fight for it. Or at least win this race.

Sofia liked to wear old, oversized t-shirts when she ran, but today she’d opted for a tight-fitting tank top—all part of her strategy. She’d rather wear a dress for a month than let me win.

I gained a little ground on her, enough to witness a drop of sweat making its way out of her hair onto the nape of her neck. Her tank top was black and so soaked it showed the outline of her shoulder blades. They flitted up and down along the inside of the fabric as she cleaved her balled fists through the air. My heart pounded behind my ears and I wasn’t sure if it was from the exertion of trying to keep up with her, or from the sheer pleasure of watching her run.

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Hump Day Hook: Hired Help

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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.”

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Hump Day Hook: Learning Curve

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Learning CurveThis week’s Hump Day Hook is from Learning Curve, a novelette about a woman who has a crush on her German tutor, set in sexy Berlin.

My company sent me to Berlin five months ago and I’ve been having these weekly sessions with Giselle for the past fifteen weeks. That’s a lot of hours spent gazing into the impossible blue of her eyes. If only I could pick up German by doing that.

“Watch the news on ZDF,” Giselle says in impeccable English. I’m sure she does it to taunt me. I bet she’s a genius who speaks at least seven languages with no sign of a native accent.

“And address people in German this week. Don’t worry about making mistakes.”

“Sure.” I bury my books in my backpack with no intention of digging them up before next week’s session. Giselle has told me many times that German is not a language you can learn without memorising vocabulary, articles, and the dreaded verb cases, but does she honestly believe I have nothing better to do?

“Any wild plans this weekend?” She takes off her thick-framed glasses with those long-fingered hands and I can feel my heart skip a beat before it starts thundering in my chest. It doesn’t matter that those hands have pointed out countless mistakes and have, occasionally, slapped the desk in frustration with my apparent German learning disability. If Giselle wasn’t my teacher, she’d be perfect. Apart from her hands, they’re perfect already, regardless of our relationship.

“Just the usual speaking your fair language to everyone I encounter and maybe a few drinks in between.” I grab my leather jacket from the back of the chair and sling it over my shoulder. I need to get out of here before I lose my cool completely. I can feel it slipping away as I skim her freckled face for a sign of a smile. She shoots me a small one at last. One that says—I know you want to fuck me, but you’ll have to learn German first.

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Hump Day Hook: Personal Training

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Personal Training

This week’s Hump Day Hook is from my brand new short story Personal Training, which will be released very soon. Here’s a taste already.

I have no idea what she says next. I’m enthralled by the flush in her cheeks and the excited tone of her voice. I hardly notice that I bring a finger to her lips, silencing her. My body seems cut off from the common sense that’s supposed to keep me from touching her. Reputation is everything in this town. If word gets out…

“Jan?” I feel lips moving against the tip of my finger. I focus my gaze and meet Ali’s big blue eyes. I know I should retract my finger and apologise as profusely as possible, but I can’t. After hours of admiring her strong body, her tenacity and unbreakable willpower, something inside me gives.

She goes wide-eyed, but doesn’t push my hand away. I move in closer, cupping her chin with my palm. Maybe I should say something, but I have no idea what. So I kiss her. I lean in and plant my lips on hers. Instantly, I’m dizzy with lust. Until she pushes me away by the shoulders.

“Excuse me?” Ali’s expression is more amused than annoyed. I can see in her eyes this is not a dismissal. I can see it in the way she tilts her head and bats her lashes.

This is my gym, I think. I’m in charge. I stand to face her. “I’ve wanted you since the first time you walked in here.” I bring my hands to my sides, as if I’m casually explaining a new exercise. “I thought it was time you knew.” In the frenzied state my mind is in, there’s no room for rejection.

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Hump Day Hook: All of Me

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With all this talk about asses on my blog last week, I thought I’d pick this week’s hook from my free lesbian anal erotic story All of Me.

“On all fours,” she commanded and sparks coursed through my blood as I exposed my pussy to the musky air of our bedroom. I settled on my hands and knees and, looking back through my arms, searched for her eyes. I found darkness, pure sexual desire mixed with the will to possess. To have and to give.

She reached for the bedside table where we kept all our toys—her toys—and watched how, from beneath handcuffs and blindfolds, she unearthed a dildo. Not the biggest one she owned, but not the smallest one either.

My throat went dry at the sight of it. Two fingers seemed nothing compared to the hot pink silicone cock she was about to negotiate into my virgin ass. Luckily, she grabbed a bottle of lube on her way back to my rear, on her way back to deflowering me once and for all.

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Hump Day Hook: Stair Walking

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This week’s Hump Day Hook is from my story Stair Walking which appears in the freshly released Storm Moon Press anthology Gay & Lesbian Coffee Break Quickies.

“Hike up your skirt.” Despite keeping her body in check, I could see everything happening in Delphine’s eyes: a storm of emotions raging in the black of her pupils, darkness on darkness.

I did as I was told; after all, that’s what I was there for. My panties were black and unremarkable. I hadn’t exactly planned for this. She inched toward me and brushed her fingers against my belly. A high voltage current struck me, hard. It ripped through my flesh and collided in my clit. She slid a finger underneath the waistband of my panties. I understood. I couldn’t get them off fast enough. I was naked except for a hitched-up skirt around my hips. She was fully dressed—and fully in command.

“You’d better be wet.” Her voice was a mere, but loaded, whisper, a reflection of the turmoil in her eyes—like muted lightning.

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