Lunch's On The Boss and Rachel's Raunchy Ride (Erotica/Erotic Fiction) (English Edition) [Kindle-editie] beoordelingen het boek quotes

2 Ultra hot short stories featuring M/F, F/F and group scenes. Excerpt from Lunch's On The Boss Gwen was in her late thirties and women fifteen years younger might very well envy her figure. She was a statuesque beauty with raven black hair, cut glass cheekbones and brilliant emerald green eyes that radiated with life and intelligence. Her waist was slender and her hips were full and womanly. She was just one tall sexy package and Mina felt her pussy tingle just to look at her and the sensuous way Gwen moved like running her manicured hands self-consciously through her thick silky tresses as she did now. What made her so desirable, more than even her voluptuous figure and gorgeous face, was the difference between her self-confidence and command as a boss and her feminine warmth and, from what Mina could observe, her emotional vulnerability and openness. She looked like she needed a woman to lay her out and pleasure her completely. Just as Mina was thinking how delicious she looked and was caught up in a daydream of leaning forward to kiss her full lips, the words, “…so that’s why I want you to work on this special project with me.” brought her back to reality. "What? I mean, oh... okay," Mina stammered, trying to regain her focus. What had Gwen been saying while Mina was thinking about caressing her soft full breasts under her silky blouse? "Gee, working with you will be an absolute pleasure, Gwen.” Mina said. "Well,” Gwen replied. “You are a wonderful employee. I know you won’t let me down”. She reached over and touched Mina’s arm for emphasis, sending a silvery shiver of delight up her spine. Mina and Gwen locked eyes and the electricity between them was palpable. Suddenly, Mina’s fantasy came to life. Without thinking, they leaned across the table at the same time and their lips met in a soft kiss that quickly caught fire. Mina’s heart pounded as she felt sexual energy surge through her nipples and make her clit a hard little button of desire. “Close the door," Gwen whispered throatily, her eyes aflame with desire. Then she added with a devilish grin, "I don't want anyone walking in on this." Mina hopped up to do as she said and returned to Gwen. She placed her hands softly on her shoulders and slid her fingertips down the supple skin of her smooth arms. Gwen trembled with delight as Mina then ran her hands over her collarbone and the exposed skin of her throat and upper chest. Her soft sighs let Mina know she was pleasing her and that she wanted more.