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new release erotica romance short from Elodie Parkes!
The
Only Way to Dance
Chrissie
wins an interview with a prestigious advertising agency. Fate
conspires to make the day difficult. The only bright spot is her
meeting with gorgeous Dylan Cross, but who is he, and will their
steamy attraction to each other prevent her from having the job she
covets?
Note:
This story was previously published as part of Executive Assistant,
an anthology of erotic romance from Evernight Publishing.
Read
a teaser 18+
She
looked sexy, pale, a little disheveled, but so pretty.
He
kissed her. Chrissie responded with a kiss that sent tingles to his
balls and tightened his stomach. Dylan traced the seam of her lips
with the tip of his tongue. When she opened her mouth and her tongue
met his, the rush of desire that went straight down his body hardened
his cock. He explored her mouth and tongue with his. Each touch made
his cock jerk and grow until he felt the tip against the waistband of
his shorts.
“You
know, if this was a movie we’d have sex and the time would fly by,
then we’d be saved.” He kissed her between phrases, wondering
what she would do if he unzipped her skirt and the shell top she wore
so that he could knead her breasts and push his fingertips against
her pussy. The thought brought a low groan to his throat and a pearl
of moisture leaked from his cock.
“If
this was a movie, you’d lift me up to the trap door in the roof of
the elevator and I’d climb out and escape.” She smiled at him.
“I’ll
lift you up there, you can check if you want, but I have no idea
where you might escape to. That’s never been clear in the movies.”
He bent and picked her up under the thighs. It was easy. She was
slender and small. Dylan experienced a moment of complete lust when
he realized he’d brought her pussy against his face. Even clad in
her skirt he could feel the shape of her mound against his cheek as
he turned his face a little. He nearly stumbled when he took the step
to the center of the floor from the raw need she ignited in him. He
pictured sucking her clit, licking her pussy, kissing down the
insides of her thighs.
Chrissie
laughed and vibrations from her ass on his forearms went straight
down into his stomach in waves of desire. He closed his eyes as he
moved his face and nestled into her. Her skirt rode up. He bent his
head to push his face up under her skirt.
She
put her hands on his shoulders. “The trap door won’t move. Dylan,
let me down.”
Surrounded
by the scent of her skin and the feel of her thighs through the
pantyhose she wore, Dylan forced himself to put her down.
She
slid down the front of his body, her skirt going up around her waist.
He
pulled her against his hips, his hands cupping her ass. He kissed her
hard as he lifted her to grind his hard cock against her. “Chrissie.”
His whisper sounded like a plea, even to his ears.
She
surged up against his body, pushing against him, to return his kiss.
“Yes,”
she whispered against his lips.
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