The store bill was just one more thing for Chelsie Karl. Her husband had left, emptied their accounts and, she discovered, had not paid rent or any such thing for a while, since he was planning to leave with his girlfriend. He left Chelsea and their daughter Rachel Ann to sort out the mess. It took much of their time for over a week. And now it was the store bill with three years of interest due. She went to try to sort it out and met there the store manager, Ken Sanders, and a romance was born.
A story set in the Pinwheel Universe
A UNN fleet on routine patrol near the outskirts of Coalition space encounters a previously uncontacted civilization, but while the aliens seem friendly, the Betelgeusian hive fleet that's sizing up their homeworld is not. Undersupplied and months from the nearest reinforcements, the fleet must coordinate with the locals in order to organize a last ditch defense of the planet. (Please note: this is the HETEROSEXUAL edition.)
Follow along as life is totally disrupted for a little girl, Allia, whose family are swept up in local rivalries and killed, leaving only her. Follow along with Allia, whose major source of sadness was the fact that she was supposed to be taking care of her sister, the little Daila. See what life, at times, can possibly hold for such a waif.
Upgrade is a novel that deals with the relationship transformations of a number of characters. The plot winds through the development and daily living of a highly sexed polyamorous intentional family that develops over several years. Hot sex plays a major role in the story; there are other themes too. The sex gets detailed, hot, wet, sloppy, and sometimes repetitive; that's real life. Chapter 1 is longer than others to get the reader into the story. Not all categories appear in any one chapter. / (Reviews)
Isabela arrives in Rio for the first time, meeting Thiago in Ipanema. Their taxi ride teases with his hand high on her thigh. Inside his apartment, he pins her to the wall, fingers plunging deep with wet sounds, tasting her arousal. He fucks her hard against the plaster—sharp slaps of skin, slick squelches, her cries echoing—until they both shatter. In bed, slow rolling thrusts build softer, deeper climaxes, bodies slick and trembling in the salt-scented dawn.
Midnight Midnight veils London in shadow. She waits at Embankment, coat parted, lace stockings bare above, slick beneath skirt. He emerges—tall, eyes devouring. Fingers trace blouse, nipples hardening. Mouth devours hers, deep. Kneels, tongue laps slick folds, circles clit slowly. She shudders, comes biting cries. Lifts her, thrusts deep—rolling, filling. They grind against rail until she clenches, he spills hot. Vanishes. She smiles, marked. Midnight
A She Is Story A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.