Release date 20th August 2017 and includes my story FIREWORKS!
Sinful Press welcomes you to lose yourself in Sinful
Pleasures.
Join us as we weave our way from mainstream erotic romance
to surreal sex-filled dreamscapes and everything in between, created by some of
the best new and established voices in the erotica genre.
Janine Ashbless, Ella
Scandal, Sonni de Soto, Jo Henny
Wolf, Lily Harlem, Lady Divine,
Gail Williams, Samantha MacLeod, Tony Fyler, Ellie Barker, Lisa
McCarthy
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of August.
Excerpt from On The Line by Sonni de Soto:
If he wanted to call her, he could
call her.
He didn’t have to wait for her.
Decisively, he reached for his
phone and began to dial.
She answered on the first ring.
“Twenty minutes past nine.” Danielle tsked. “I always wondered how long it
would take for you to call me.” Even over the phone, he could practically hear
her shrug. “Twenty minutes sounds about right.”
“So this was a test?” He raised an
eyebrow, not sure he liked the idea of that.
“Not a test, per se.” Her throaty
voice was a soothing purr that, despite his efforts, did calm his irritation.
Which was kind of irritating in and of itself. “More of an experiment. To shake
things up a bit.”
“Shake things up how?” He
harrumphed back against his headboard.
“We’re in a rut, Christopher.” She
sighed with an audible shake of her head. “We’ve got to Columbus our way out of
this.”
A rut? They were in a rut? Chris
frowned and adjusted his glasses. He supposed that, sure, they’d both been a
little tired lately. A little overworked and stressed. But a rut? “How are we
supposed to do that?”
“Close your eyes,” she urged into
the phone.
He huffed a bit, pouting, but did
as she asked. It was, after all, a simple request. “Okay.”
“Imagine us,” her voice whispered
in his ear. “Imagine us in your room. On your bed.”
Chris let out a sigh and tried. His
mind focused, picturing her painted and so-mobile mouth forming her words. He
thought about her tongue, slick and sly, as it slid across those lips, leaving
a sheen in its wake. Chris let his mind remember the taste of her kiss, an
utterly illogical mix of heated want and cool mint.
He imagined the familiar flush that
always swept over her cheeks right before he took her mouth, that visible sign
of her excitement that never failed to fuel his own. He knew that a blush like
that could travel down her neck, her shoulder, her spine in a tickled shiver
with the simplest touch.
And then there, in his room, on his
bed, in his mind, like magic, she was laid seductive and stretched-out before
him. He imagined the dark fall of curls that clouded around her face and
shoulders, framing bared, bronzed skin perfectly.
His hands itched to grab the curves
of her body. The swell of her sweeping hips. The pointed tips of her delectable
breasts. The length of her long legs. The soft spread of sun-ripened skin, that
always held the sweet scent of citrus, over the generous lushness of her body.
He could hear his own breath rasp
as his mind transported her from her dorm room to the foot of his bed.
“Good,” he heard her coo in his
ear. “Now that you have me there, whatever will you do with me?” Her mockingly
naïve tone left him feeling provoked and promised.
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