Danielle Stuart is spending a year abroad studying in Venice, but while she loves the romance of the language and the beauty of country, she finds herself more and more confused by her growing feelings for a gondolier named Nico and her now ex-husband, Mason, who has shown up on her doorstep looking to reconcile. Desperate Dani writes to the Baumgartners in hopes her former lovers might help her clarify her muddled emotions. Finding herself torn between the two men, she reveals her dizzying dilemma, only to discover, thanks to the Baumgartner's insight and her own sense of sexual discovery, that she may not have to choose after all.-----WARNING: This title contains graphic language and mmf sex, including m/m and some anal sex.-----EXCERPT:“Not here,” I whispered as Nico kissed me into a narrow alleyway, the cool brick biting my back, pressed hard against the wall.“Yes here,” he insisted, and I cursed myself for wearing a skirt to school. March was flirting with April and the weather had been sunny and bordering on warm all day, prompting my choice of outfit.“No, no,” I protested, but telling him no was impossible. He took when he wanted, when he wanted. I couldn't deny him, and even as my mind forbid him, my body responded, my hips thrusting to meet the hard press of his cock through his trousers, my mouth opening under his.“I can't wait,” he murmured, his hand cupping my mound through my skirt. “I've been thinking about you all day. My cock has been hard for hours.”“We could get caught,” I whispered, eyes closed with pleasure as he rocked the heel of his palm against my pussy. It was still daylight and anyone passing by the alleyway could see us. “Arrested. What would your mother say?”“I don't care,” he growled, yanking my skirt up to my waist, exposing the black flash of my panties underneath.“Nico!” I gasped when he went to his knees, unmindful of the suit he was wearing, burying his face between my legs.The truth was, I was already soaking wet—I'd been thinking about him all day too, about our date and where we would go to ease this ache. I had to sneak him into my flat past Caro Lucia. His mother guarded his place like Fort Knox. We had found places of course, the darkness our accomplice. We had christened the restroom at the Mood Café twice, once in the men's room, the second time in the women's. We'd made love in the gondola in the dark several times, tied to a post, nearly tipping it over once in a narrow canal with our fervor. We'd even done it like this, in dark alleys, cul-de-sacs, entryways to empty buildings.But we'd never dared to do it like this, in the daylight, in plain sight. I usually felt like a naughty teenager, sneaking around and hiding our lust, but this was beyond daring—it was dangerous.I loved it.“Lick it,” I begged, sliding my leg up over his shoulder to give him better access. He nudged my panties aside and did just as he was told, his mouth working sweet, hot magic between my legs. My clit throbbed against his tongue, my nipples hardening under my blouse. I rubbed my own breasts, grazing them with my nails through the material, sending hot tingles down between my thighs.
Welcome to a MENAGErie of sex in this steamy offering from the authors at eXcessica! The characters in these stories have all learned their kindergarten lessons-they share very well with others! From two men sharing her, to two women sharing him, and even all three men sharing each other, there's a plethora of sex in this hot anthology with a dozen stories to make your flesh-sandwich dreams come true! Stories included by: Elliott Mabeuse, Emma Hillman, Giselle Renarde, Jack Osprey, Saskia Walker, Bekki Lynn, Selena Kitt, Darcy Sweet, Will Belegon, Dakota Trace, J.M. Snyder and Willson Rowe.
Get ready to be tied up in knots-or cuffs or chains or ball-gags for that matter! Let Excessica's authors hypnotize, command and hogtie your senses with our first BDSM anthology. Surrender to these stories and they will dominate you-body, mind and soul. This anthology contains fourteen painfully pleasurable tales by Elliott Mabeuse, J.E. Taylor, Dakota Trace, Jack Osprey, Selena Kitt, J.M. Snyder, Alex Jordaine, Jennifer Campbell, Candace Blevins, Giselle Renarde, Bekki Lynn, Colin, Penelope Street, Erin O'Riordan.From Office Games by J.E. Taylor: I was driving him crazy and I paused to smile, grazing him with my eyes as I reached for the syrup. Ah the belly button, an inny, so much more fun to drizzle with chocolate. I poured, letting it overflow so thin streams ran from the bounty. I licked each wayward path back to the source, sucking the last traces from his belly button, slowly rolling my tongue to get it all.He tilted his head back and whispered, "Heidi."I moved lower, taking his hard member in my mouth, licking the tip. Warm chocolate rained over his hard cock, streams running down his ample length. I licked slowly. "Yummy." I heard the deeper tone of my voice, this slow seduction driving me as mad as it was driving him.I moved lower and his smile of ecstasy faded. I grazed his hips with my lips and then ran my bare teeth in miniscule bites up the inside of his thigh. I could see him straining against the hand cuffs."Relax."He let out a small laugh at my request. "Yeah, right."I offered him a laugh of my own."Suck me."I kissed his thigh. "Beg." My hair fanned out over his hard shaft as I moved my way down the inside of his leg with my mouth. I wanted to taste every damn inch. When I reached one ankle, I started my way up the other leg. Not really listening to his plea between the grumble in his chest."Please, I want your mouth. I want to cum in your mouth." His voice no more than a hoarse whisper, blocked by the well of passion building."Not yet." I licked the tip of his hard cock and then moved up his body again.He tilted his head back. "Please. You're driving me insane."I kissed him, putting my full weight on his body and running my hands up his arms, feeling them quiver under my touch. "Tell me." I said against his lips. He opened his mouth, welcoming my tongue, slow at first and then increasing speed until I pulled away, out of breath. God, he certainly knew how to kiss. I pushed the blind fold up for a moment.His deep blue eyes looked back. 'Tell you what?""Tell me what I want to hear and I'll give you what you want."His smile faltered. "What do you want to hear?" He stalled.I put the blindfold back in place and grazed his lips with mine, continuing the mad exploration of his body with my lips and chocolate, giving him physical previews of what he wanted, but not the full commitment."Untie me," he said as I worked my way back to his lips again. A light sheen of sweat covered him, salty and sweet mixed with the chocolate, wetting my appetite further. I knew he was getting impatient, I knew exactly what he wanted. Me, I just wanted three little words that I already knew were in his heart."No." I whispered. I began to lick small patches of skin on his chest and blow, watching as he alternated between goose bumps and flush as I worked my way down his chest."God, you're driving me crazy!"I chuckled. "I don't ever want you to forget this."His baritone laugh, rich and shaky filled the room. "Like that's ever going to happen.
From Greek to Roman to Norse and everything in between, you will be transported to faraway lands and immersed in the stories of mythical beings and sexy gods and goddesses in this fourteen story eXcessica anthology. Stories included by Dakota Trace, Ava James, Cherry Lee, Carl Hose, Erin O'Riordan, Ursula Grey, M.E. Hydra, Deb Varva, Elliott Mabeuse, Raev Gray and Aleksandr Voinov, J.E. Taylor, Selena Kitt and J.M. Snyder.
Ronnie--or as Mrs. Baumgartner insists on calling her, Veronica--has been babysitting for the Baumgartners since she was fifteen years old and has practically become another member of the family. Now a college freshman, Ronnie jumps at the chance to work on her tan in the Florida Keys with "Doc" and "Mrs. B" under the pretense of babysitting the kids. Ronnie isn't the only one with ulterior motives, though, and she discovers that the Baumgartners have wayward plans for their young babysitter. This wicked hot sun and sand coming of age story will seduce you as quickly as the Baumgartners seduce innocent Ronnie and leave everyone yearning for more! ----------------- Warnings: This title contains sand, sun, micro-bikinis, graphic language, seriously erotic erotica, lesbian sex, anal sex, sex toys, a MFF menage a trois (threesome) between an older couple and their teen babysitter that may set your Kindle on fire (or your print pages if you haven't yet been Kindle-assimilated) and a coming-of-age fantasy that will rock your world. ----------------- IF YOU LIKED BABYSITTING THE BAUMGARTNERS, you may want to have more fun with this family! A Baumgartner Christmas by Selena Kitt The Baumgartners Plus One by Selena Kitt Meet the Baumgartners by Selena Kitt A Baumgartner Reunion by Selena Kitt Baumgartner Generations: Janie by Selena Kitt Baumgartner Generations: Henry by Selena Kitt Letters to the Baumgartners by Selena Kitt ----------------- EXCERPT: "You know, watching the kids isn't all you're here for, Veronica." Mrs. Baumgartner turned her face to me after they went in, resting her cheek on her folded arms. "Doc and I were just talking last night about how much you've done for us over the years. The kids adore you. You're like part of the family." I flushed. "Thanks." "You deserve a good vacation." She smiled, her eyes creasing at the corners. I wondered how old she was. It was hard for me to judge how old people were-to me, they just seemed either old or young. Mrs. B wasn't really either. "It's the least we can do." "If I can get a tan, that will be reward enough." I grabbed the oil next to my towel and poured some into my hands. I worked more of it into my thighs and over my smooth, flat belly. I noticed her watching me. "Do you want some?" "Sure." She took the bottle and sat up to squeeze a pool of glistening liquid into her palm, rubbing it over her shoulders and arms. I slipped my boy short bottoms aside, checking for a tan line. I actually had one, which was thrilling, although it wasn't as dark as I wanted it to be. "You can take it off." Mrs. Baumgartner untied her black bikini top around the neck and I stared as she started to spread oil over her full, naked breasts. I knew I was staring, but I couldn't help it. Her skin was smooth and tawny-even there. Her nipples were brown, vastly different from my light pink ones. "Wh-what?" I stammered. I was still staring. She smoothed oil over her belly, which was softer and a little more rounded than mine, working it under the strings of her bikini and down into the grooves of her thighs. "Your top." She massaged oil into her thighs and calves. "You can take it off-so you won't have any tan lines." She lay on her back on the blanket, glancing over at me. I must have looked shocked. "No one can see, Veronica. It's a private beach-just us.
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