Take it away, Elyzabeth :-)
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Thank you, Doris for
having me today!
Hi everyone
*waves*today I’m visiting The Tardis
Scribbles to tell you about my latest release “Welcome Aboard”, a short
story that belongs to Evernight Publisher’s Romance on the Go line. These
stories are meant to be read during work breaks, on the bus, in the waiting
room, or right before bed. Personally, I think they’re a great way to get your
romance/erotic fix.*wink*
Now, about Welcome Aboard, let me give you a moment
to read the blurb:
Julie is on vacation! After months of breaking
her back at the office she’s ready for a weekend of absolute relaxation: a
little reading, good food and some lazing at the beach are her idea of a
perfect plan.
However, when a handsome man with a sexy smile
and naughty accent takes the seat next to hers on the train she’ll enter a
wicked ride of passion and delight that will blow her mind and body away.
As you can guess, a
lot of the action from Welcome Aboard
takes places on a train: a public place.
Sex in a public setting
is a risky business as it is illegal in many places. Still, a lot of people do
it. As a matter a fact, if you Google “sex in public spaces” you’ll get around
240 million results and anything from porn videos to news stories to advice on
the best places to do the deed.
Personally, I’m not a
fan, more than excitement and thrill, what I get is nerves and anxiety.
However, I will admit to having tried it: 2 times at a park and once under some
bleachers. We didn’t get caught but I didn’t have much fun, especially one time,
when mid-deed I discovered that we were making a voyeur very happy. *frown*
Initially, Julie, the
lead character from Welcome Aboard
wasn’t too sure about ‘playing’ on a train, but confident and sexy William
convinces her and she gets carried away…
So, what about you,
nay or yay to sex in public places?
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Excerpt:
“We’re on a train,” she hissed, gesticulating wildly.
William laughed, the lines on his forehead vanishing.
“I noticed.” He lifted the armrest and placed his hand on her thigh
again. Julie bit back an unwanted moan.
“What you failed to have seen, my sweet, is that we’re the only ones in
this particular wagon.” He smiled smugly, drumming her thighs in a rhythm that
almost had her lifting her hips.
Julie huffed. Yes, her body was weak with desire but she wouldn’t back
down so easily.
“It’s a public space.”
“And doesn’t that excite you?” William asked, grasping her flesh, his fingers
digging into her skin pleasurably.
Julie’s thoughts scattered. This was crazy. Out right crazy. She wasn’t
a one-night-stand kind of girl. Sex in public had been out of the question, and
yet—
She observed William. He was impassive, waiting for her resolution while
toying with her lust. She shook her head. They could get caught. There could be
cameras on the train and it was illegal.
“It’s illegal!” she blurted as the tips of his exploring fingers brushed
against her sex.
“So?”
Grasping a strand of her hair between thumb and forefinger, he caressed
it before neatly placing it behind her ear, brushing his thumb over the shell.
“It’s only illegal if we get caught, my sweet. I have no intention of
allowing that.”
“But--”
His brown eyes bore into hers, the desire swirling in them making her
weak at the knees.
“You want to, Julie. I know you do.”
“How?” She cried out the question as he finally pried his way underneath
her jeans, resting his fingers above her soaking panties.
“For one, you’ve been squirming in that chair, a lot.” He smiled at her
obvious discomfort. “Then,” he murmured, rubbing his finger over her swollen
nether lips. “You’re dripping wet. If I wanted to, if you wanted to, I could
probably slide this finger inside you without any restraint whatsoever. Maybe
even two.”
This was so wrong. His scorching eyes begged her to accept the
challenge. Julie bit down on her lip. She couldn’t say yes, not here.
“Tell me you want to, Julie.”
William’s finger found its way under the elastic of her thong. A moan
became lodged in her throat as he touched her, learning the wet contours of her
cunt with a single digit.
“I—“
She hesitated. Did she want to? Did she really want to do this crazy
thing? The tip of his finger hovered over her entrance, daring her to accept.
“Say yes, Julie.” His gaze was heated, his breath as shallow as hers.
She wanted this. Damned be it all, she wanted William’s fingers deep
inside her pussy. She wanted the dazzling pleasure, the relief to the
unrelenting throbbing between her legs. The realization of what she was about
to do spiked her desire and cut off her ability to speak. Opening her legs
wider, she smiled shakily. William’s lips parted slightly, his gaze fierce as
he pushed a finger inside her. Julie reclined against her seat. Her eyes
fluttered shut and she whimpered as another thick digit joined the first. She
responded to him. He was her master puppeteer and she was his puppet, rolling
her hips with every thrust.
“You want more?” he murmured, his lips hovering over hers.
Julie opened her eyes. William regarded her, his long lashes framing
deep eyes that she couldn’t help thinking belonged to a poet at heart.
“Yes,” she whispered, closing the distance. Soft and compliant, she
mewled her approval, as she tasted him. Her fear had vanished and left behind
an ardor that required urgent appeasing. William grunted into her mouth as she
teased his bottom lip, nipping at the full bow with relish. Tilting his head to
the side, he swept his tongue over the seams of her mouth in a request for
entrance. She granted it readily, taking in his tongue with a desperate hunger
that rivaled his as they tangled.
He was relentless, his fingers toying with her sex even as he kissed
her. In and out, the thick digits of his left hand pumped into her slowly. It
was a delicious torture that only succeeded in making her hotter and more
desperate for what was to come.
Author Bio:
Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.
Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.
Contact Links:
Website: www.elyzabethmvaley.weebly.com
I've done it before, but I think that now that I'm older, I don't know if I would. I think nerves would override the pleasure. Great question!
ReplyDeleteI loved the excerpt from the book & will be reading it.
DeleteThank you for reading, Jessiel!
DeleteThank you for having me, Doris! *hugs*
ReplyDeleteAlways a pleasure :-)
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