Play Time (Erotica Short Story)
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Just when it seems nothing in Valerie's life is going her way, she shares a life-changing weekend of great sex with strong, alluring stranger Robert. Following this encounter he makes her an offer
she can't refuse. A trip to a private island to explore the dark side of sex, submission and pushing her boundaries.
Free from the stresses of her regular life, Val finds out that some play time is just for adults.
* Contemporary BDSM Erotica *
Short Story: 13,000+ words
His hands were sliding down my back when I heard a ding. The elevator doors slid open. We jumped apart, both panting and laughing. After a silent moment he grabbed my hand and pulled me
out into the hallway.
“Which way to your room?”
I looked around, trying to clear my head, and pointed. Speech was impossible.
We hurried past a room attendant’s cart and I said a silent prayer that they’d already cleaned my room. Wherever this was going I didn’t want anyone to interrupt.
At my door I swiped my card again and he ushered me inside. Before the door had closed all the way I was up against the wall, the entire length of his body pushing at mine. This time his lips went
to my neck and his hands cupped my ass.
His tongue and teeth played over my delicate skin and a soft, hungry noise filled the silent space. His hands slid around to reach under my skirt. I realized the sound was coming from me.
I pulled his mouth to mine as his fingers found the wetness that had soaked through my panties and nylons. All of my senses were overwhelmed and I kissed him like my life depended on it. And in
those moments I felt like it did. I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted to tell him a hundred things but couldn’t form words.
He pulled back enough to speak, and his voice was husky. “Our lunch will be arriving soon, but I cannot wait.”
I thought about making a dumb joke about him being presumptuous, but there was no point. Being clever wasn’t going to get me what I so desperately wanted, so I just nodded.