MULTI-ORGASMIC Vol 2 by Lucy Felthouse @cw1985 #erotica

 

Multi-Orgasmic Vol 2

by Lucy Felthouse

 

Blurb

If you’re a fan of erotic short stories, then get your hands on this collection from the pen of award-winning erotica author Lucy Felthouse.

From famous movie stars to sexy farmers, holiday flings to seducing delivery drivers, and even unusual household items being used as bondage, this book has variety galore. It’s sure to get you hot under the collar and eager to turn just one more page.

Enjoy nineteen titillating tales, over 54,000 words of naughtiness packed into one steamy read.

Please note: Many of the stories in this book have been previously published in anthologies, as standalones, and online, but three are brand new and never seen before!

 

Buy links

Amazon: http://mybook.to/MOV2

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Excerpt:

“Yvette!” Jack snapped. “Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”

“Yes, Sir!” I’d only missed a bit. Maybe a couple of words. And it wasn’t my fault.

“So what’s the problem? Are you uncomfortable? Would you like a cushion?”

“No, Sir. I’m fine, thank you. It’s just…” As another noise filtered in through the double glazing, I was unable to stop my gaze slipping in that direction.

“What—?” Jack strode past me, all stompy and masterful.

I allowed myself a shiver of pleasure at his demeanour. He was sexy when he was grumpy, though naturally I didn’t enjoy it when he was grumpy with me.

He peered out the window to see what had distracted me. “Neighbour is mowing his lawn, that’s all. Can’t very well go around there and complain about that, can I?” he muttered.

Jack stepped back in front of me. “The window is closed, Yvette. I can’t really do any more than that.” He shrugged.

“It’s okay, Sir. He’ll be done soon. I can ignore it. It’s not that loud.” Ever since he’d given me that look and ordered me into the bedroom, my pussy had ached, and I had yearned for his orders, to do his bidding. To please him. I certainly didn’t want to displease him by allowing the next-door-bloody-neighbour’s garden maintenance to get in the way of our scene, but it’d be tough to remain entirely focused with that racket going on.

“Hmm. All right, then. Let’s continue. So, where were we?”

I hoped like hell that was a rhetorical question, because I’d been distracted enough by the noise outside that I hadn’t, in fact, heard all of what he’d said. I bowed my head and waited, mentally keeping my fingers crossed that Jack would answer his own question. Luckily for me, he did.

“Come here, take out my cock, and suck it.”

“Yes, Sir!” I almost got carpet burns on my knees as I eagerly shuffled forward. I reached out and undid his zipper. Slipping my right hand through the gap, I manoeuvred until my fingers closed around his shaft—which was rigid, red hot, and irresistible.

Carefully, I popped his cock out through the opening in his boxers and trousers, where it stood proudly, looking just as irresistible as it felt. All purple and swollen; raring to go. Licking my lips, I pumped my fist up and down his length a couple of times, before closing my mouth around his glans. Immediately, the delicious musky, salty taste of him hit my taste buds and I hummed happily and prepared to start sinking further onto him.

Just then, a high-pitched roaring sound reached my ears.

Jack picked up on my flinch. Stepping back—and slipping his dick out of my mouth in the process—he exclaimed, “Oh, for heaven’s sake! It’s really distracting you, isn’t it?”

I sat back on my heels and pouted. “I’m sorry, Sir! I can’t not hear. If I could switch my ears off, trust me, I would.”

Jack’s expression softened. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s not your fault. It’s just… kinda ruining what we’ve got going on here.”

I bit my lip. “Yeah, I know. But what are we supposed to do about it?”

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Bio

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sight and The Heiress’s Harem series. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Join her Facebook group for exclusive cover reveals, sneak peeks and more! Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter here: http://www.subscribepage.com/lfnewsletter

 

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Blurb: 

           The opportunity to build her own future and start over is exactly what Sasha needs. Moving to the small town of Digby to open up a pastry shop is more than enough to make her happy, or so she thought. What she wasn’t counting on was the sexy rancher that seems to have quite an interest in her, for far more than her baking skills.

Sasha has exactly what Declan needs to take care of his sweet tooth, and any other hungers that may arise…if she has the courage to show it. He’s figured out that Sasha is gun shy when it comes to men, but with some patience, he hopes to sneak past her walls and show her that he’s in it for more than just dessert. When his past comes calling, will Sasha open up and trust him, or will she shut her heart down for good?

The sweetest rewards sometimes have to be fought for and Declan Boone isn’t going to let his sexy little baker slip through his fingers.

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BONUS SCENE!

 

 

  “Sasha, Caroline is here from the paper for your interview,” Daphne popped her head through the kitchen door, “should I send her back?”

             “Ugh, I forgot about that,” Sasha cringed at the idea of having an article done on her for the local paper, but Daphne thought it would be good for business, so she’d reluctantly agreed, “Sure, send her back.”

             The middle-aged woman looked more like a kindergarten teacher than a reporter, but in a town this small, there was a pretty good chance she was both.

             “Sasha! So great to meet you, I’m Caroline Barker from the Digby Daily News. Thank you so much for agreeing to answer a few questions about yourself. As Digby’s newest resident and entrepreneur, the whole town is positively buzzing about all the delicious creations you make here!”

            “Oh, no problem,” she couldn’t stop the nervous laugh from passing her lips, “though my life isn’t really all that exciting. I can’t imagine someone wanting to read about it in the newspaper.”

            “Well honey, in a town this small… Mr. Cooper forgetting to put out the trash so he has to run to the corner in his boxers to avoid sleeping on the couch for the night, is news. You’re positively enthralling. A big city gal, starting a dream business with her best friend… perhaps finding love along the way? Hmm?”

             Sasha froze, not knowing what to say to that. How in the heck did some stranger know more about what was going on with her love life than she did?

             “Daphne and I have been hard at work since we opened, it’s been wonderful how supportive all the folks here in town have been. Who has time for love when there’s pastries to be made?” She answered with a wink, before she slid the plate with a fresh éclair in front of the woman and hoped like hell she could be distracted by chocolate.

“Oh now, no need to play coy,” Caroline’s eyes did light up as she eyed the dessert, but alas, she was like a dog with a particularly tasty bone, “word around town is that a very handsome rancher has been courting you… and it’s not just because he has a sweet tooth. Grammy Boone seems to think that Declan’s set his sights on you, she said so at bridge club just last night.”

             Sasha’s mouth dropped open in shock, only in a small town would bridge club gossip from old ladies be a ‘hot story lead’ for the newspaper.

            God help her, this is so embarrassing! Did running into someone in public places like markets and grocery stores really count as courting? Who in the heck used the word courting anymore anyways?

             “Umm, well I can’t speak for Declan, but I can assure you… I’m not dating anyone right now.”

             “Oooh, how exciting!” Caroline grabbed her hands before she could pull away and was practically jumping in her excitement, “A single gal on the prowl, I’m certain all of our local boys will be quite interested to learn that. Get ready to be the most popular lady in town, my dear! Declan better get ready for some competition.”

Craptastic. Well that certainly backfired on you Sasha.

             Daphne poked her head through the kitchen entrance once more, and Sasha audibly sighed in relief, thinking her bestie was there to rescue her from this small town personal-space invader. Her relief was extremely short-lived however as soon as Daphne opened her mouth.

             “Sash, I just saw Declan park over at the grocery store…” Daphne waggled her brows suggestively, “Twenty bucks says he comes in here next, better fix your hair.”

             “Oohh! The intrigue!” Caroline’s giggle grated on her nerves.

             “Shit.” Her first thought was that she’d never convince this reporter now there was nothing going on, but her second?

             “Wait, you heifer! …What’s wrong with my hair?” Sasha yelled back at her now snickering best friend.