Crowd Pleaser: Sexy Shorts
Erotica and erotic romance anthology
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Savor these luscious tales of lust and love from the outrageous imagination of Lisabet Sarai. A Nebraska tornado provides the opportunity for a long-married couple to indulge their kinky tendencies. A workaholic professor learns to pay attention to her carnal desires. Two virile young baristas turn a lawyer’s fantasies into vivid reality. Ten erotic gems–pleasure guaranteed!
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Excerpt From “Baristas”
“Here’s your coffee.” A decadent swirl of whipped cream decorated the cup Martin placed before me. Perched on top was a tiny milk-chocolate heart.
“That looks amazing. And fattening.”
“Not something you need to worry about, Ms. Jordan.” His hazel eyes glittered with mirth.
Todd appeared beside him. “And your muffin.” Melted butter dripped down the toasted surfaces of the two halves.
“I didn’t ask for butter,” I protested, a bit alarmed by all the calories in front of me.
“You can’t have a blueberry muffin without butter,” insisted the sandy-haired barista. “It’s illegal!”
We laughed together. “What the heck,” I said, surrendering to their charm. “I didn’t have any breakfast.” I dove into the feast they’d prepared for me.
I must have been hungrier than I realized. I’d drunk most of the coffee and devoured half the muffin before I noticed they were watching me. Their eyes followed every sip, every bite.
“Good?” asked Todd, his voice smooth as one of the blended frappes he and his partner concocted for their customers.
“Unbelievable. Thank you.”
“You missed a bit.” Martin ran his finger around the inside of the cup, gathering some remnants of the whipped cream. He held the digit out to me. Before I could stop myself, I took it into my mouth and sucked.
Time stood still. The two men shared another one of those pregnant looks. His finger still between my lips, Martin nodded at his partner. Todd strode over to the door, locked it, and flipped the sign to “Closed”.
No, I wanted to say. No, I can’t.
Martin withdrew his finger.
“Oh,” I breathed, wanting it back. I felt empty, everywhere. “Please…”
Todd lowered the blinds.
Lisabet Sarai has been addicted to words all her life. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – nearly one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter. Sign up for her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh