This super sexy collection is filled with passion and foreplay, romance and fun. #1 Bestselling Kindle Author, Jen Ashton, has compiled eighteen of her wildest one night stands into one scintillating book of love’em and leave’em fantasies.
TITLES AND READING EXCERPTS:
Father Figure: “My femininity waged a war inside of me at that moment as my body yearned for the masculine touch of wisdom and experience over youth and naivety.”
Hotel California: "...he was greeted with a sexy smile and my soaking wet, white cotton panties dangling from my forefinger."
The Counter Encounter: "...and there I lay; my naked, pulsating body steaming atop the cold, hard granite countertop, shoes still secured to my feet."
Happy Hour: "I couldn’t believe I was about to have sex with a stranger in the men’s room of a bar. I felt so filthy, so mischievous, so…"
The Boardroom: "I trotted in wearing nothing but my heels and a smile."
Bowlers Do It In The Alley: “Not one to let a few bad apples spoil the whole damn bunch of fun I was imagining inside those stonewashed jeans of his, I grabbed his arm and...”
Wanderlust: “I had no intentions of taking advantage of his youthful naivety, but I did fantasize about sending him to my summer school for the performing arts of sexual desires.”
Sex On The Beach: “I ran my fingers across his rigid stomach, rippling over each refined muscle as if I were reading Braille for the ultimate turn-on: ribbed for her pleasure.”
My Hero: “He was slowly undressing me with his eyes. This was the look I was hoping for when I bought him.”
A Midnight Affair: “I wanted to eat his tongue, swallow it whole and suck the breath from his lungs. I couldn’t get deep enough...”
Pistol Play: “I wanted to test the boundaries of pleasure and peril, sodomy, seduction and high stakes sex.”
Tour Bus Tryst: “It was my duty as a groupie to guarantee him the best experience and assure him that he picked the right girl from the crowd. I knew my part and I was ready to play.”
His Name Was Cowboy: “Like a jumbo jet on the runway, he powered up his throttle and sped down my lane for take-off. He pulled my panties tight to the side and...”
Full Service Salon: “I gasped as he threw me to the floor. I landed on the pile of towels neatly laid out like a patchwork linen bed; a secret backroom boudoir lit by candlelight to seduce the object of his affection.”
After All These Years: “I can remember many a night I slipped my hand inside my panties when all the world was asleep to touch myself to thoughts of him. Picturing him beneath me, I would hump my body pillow and...”
Thirty Minutes or Less: “I looked him in the eyes and gently placed my finger in my mouth, cradling it with my tongue and twisting it seductively to lap up every last drop.”
My First Threesome: “A double team of Latin love was stuffing me with South American charm and sinuous Spanish satisfaction.”
Behind the Wheel: “How lucky those words were to have been in his mouth. I wanted to be them; to move across his tongue and seep through his parting lips.”
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