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- **Sneak Peek** from my story, All I Want For Christmas, in the #romantic #erotica #anthology , COMING This Friday, 12/21!!
🔥 📚 This Christmas 📚🔥
“Yes, you heard me correctly,” I said with a nervous chuckle.
She looked at me as if I had three heads.
“Well, have you ever had an orgasm?” she asked.
“I don’t know, it was just always over after Quincy got his,” I replied.
“You don’t know?” she seemed taken aback, “you poor thing. I can tell you from my experiences, no one knows how to touch a woman like another woman. My first orgasm was from another woman,” she said, softly pushing my long strands behind my ears.
I should have pulled away. Yet, the alcohol in my system and her soft touch was providing the perfect fix to my dilemma.
I allowed her hands to softly grace my ears, my neck and then down my arms. My hairs stood up as chills followed the traces of her touch.
My body’s reaction to her was surprising me.
Sage’s eyes were seducing me. I felt exposed and as if she could look right through me and into my deepest desires.
I was sobering up, yet my thoughts were flipping out.
Is she propositioning me or just saying these things in general?
I’d started imagining what it may be like to be with another woman. My thoughts were running away.
My eyes fell on her lips. Plump and soft, I imagined them in between my legs soaking up my juices.
I clinched my thighs together at an attempt to stop the pulsating in between.
“What?” I asked oblivious to what she was saying while I was lost in my fantasy of her.
“I said that every woman deserves to explode and escape and tap into their inner freak,” she said with a sexy smirk.
“Inner freak? I don’t think I have one of those,” I lied, knowing that she’d been waiting just under the surface to be released for years.
“You’re not a good liar.,” she smiled, “I saw a glance of her in your eyes just a moment ago.”
I didn’t know what to say.
I got to be drunk.
Her damn hazel eyes were drilling right through me. Directly through, to my inner freak.
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