5-Star Raving Fan Amazon Review

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Amazon Review #2

Ah; I blush with the praise. Many thanks, Michelle; I very much appreciate the feedback!

~ Lilith ~



Neil Wrote (from Amber’s Point of View)….

Writhing in the throes of her climax, she was oblivious to all but the unquenchable longing to keep him inside her, to prolong the moment. The desperation showed on her face, and she knew he relished her torment. As if they were one, he held her body tight to his own and rolled under her. She found herself on her knees straddling his hips. His hands grasped her buttocks, impaling her onto his penis.

An impossible sensation gripped the core of her pelvis. This was not a sensuous desire to submit to the pleasures of sexuality. This was new and something altogether different. This was an animal hunger that demanded to be fed causing a hostile conflict between her body and her mind. It was reminiscent of the many times she masturbated until she was raw; screaming for release that wouldn’t come, and it frightened her.

Ewan’s left hand gripped one of her buttocks, and with his right he slapped the other soft cheek hard. The pain became a right of passage that she welcomed, no, needed. Gripping the headboard, she began riding his cock as if her life depended on it. She thrust him deep into her cunt in violent abandon. Harder and harder, screaming for release. Sweat dripped between her breasts. The harder he slapped her buttock, the more she desired it. Amber was consumed with her own depravity realizing it was the only way to step over the threshold of her desire.

Guttural cries filled the room as she shook in violent spasm. Collapsing onto Ewan’s body, she gasped for air and her tears mingled with the sweat on his chest. This time, her tears were good ones, reflecting the joy of victory, if only over herself.

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I Wrote…..

Amber collapsed back on the bed and lay breathing hard. Ewan rested his head on her stomach and dipped his fingers in the wetness that poured out of her contracting vagina. He drew circles around her pubis and thighs until her breathing quieted.

He moved beside her and was startled to see her wide brown eyes staring at him intently. Dark pools of longing and need gazed back at him and woke the inner core he’d so valiantly tried to ignore. Without a word, he jerked her arms above her head and held her wrists with his left hand, gripping them tightly. He thought he saw the ghost of a smile cross Amber’s lips as he pushed her legs apart with his. She was exquisite, and her smooth skin glistened with the afterglow of her orgasm. Ewan felt the heat of her passion radiate through each place where his skin met hers. Her nipples were taut and erect and seemed to be shouting out for him to suck them, but he ignored the temptation. With one swift move, he mounted her, plunging his swollen cock deep into her dripping wet cunt.

All of the warm, tender romantic feelings that had threatened to overtake Ewan vanished as he thrust into her again and again. When Amber tried to move her legs, he pressed her thigh with his right hand effectively immobilizing her. And he continued to plunge deep into her, the mighty machine of his endurance in full throttle. She moaned.

“Shhhh,” he commanded. “It’s my turn now.” He wanted to feel her, to tease her, to own her cunt.

Amber’s eyes flew to his and the intensity of her internal struggle sent a jolt through his cock. This was his game, and he knew how to play her. He’d learned that Amber needed to moan and thrash to find her release, yet he could stoke the furnace of her desire by commanding her, controlling her. It was time for him to begin her lessons in control.

It took all of his control to stop his own groans of pleasure as he felt the warmth of her vagina fold around him. Biting his lip, he continued the rhythm he knew would take her to the edge, but not beyond. When he felt the vaginal contractions that signalled she was near the precipice, he eased his grip just a little and let her arch against him. He stilled deep inside her, tightening his grip on her leg. Her eyes flew open and the passion emanating from them almost put him over the edge.

“Please, Ewan, please,” Amber moaned. He felt her muscles tighten as she strained for release.

Ewan allowed himself a moment to admire the sleek and graceful curves of her compact body while he waited for her ragged breathing to slow. He relished her abiity to submit to the animal lust that fed sexual hunger. Excitement coursed through him, and again he had to bite back the urge to come. Not yet, not yet. He hadn’t enjoyed nearly enough time to play and satisfy his own need to see her surrender to her depravity.

Once he felt that neither were in immediate danger of orgasm, he returned to his steady rhythm, revelling in the hold her vagina took of his penis with each thrust. This time when he brought her to the edge, he quickened his pace.  As the force of her orgasm vibrated through her, he fought the urge to explode. He wasn’t done yet.

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SCORPIO AWAKENS Snippet #1 – Katherine

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Now, there he was at the bar ordering a drink. She tried to keep the intensity from her gaze so as not to attract his attention. A very attractive blonde approached him, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear. His smile was a mixture of humour and cynicism, but he bent to listen. His reply made the blonde tip back her head and toss her hair. She said something else to him, and he shook his head. Katherine almost heard the “hmph” Blondie said before she flounced off. He looked down at his drink, smiled to himself, then he slowly scanned the room. She quickly looked down at her table and tried to sink further into the darkness of her corner booth.

She signalled the waiter and ordered another “tea”, intentionally oblivious to the effect that the blend of triple sec, light rum, gin, vodka and tequila was having on her. As she reached for her wallet to pay for the drink, the server said, “It’s already taken care of.”

“By whom?”

“By me. May I?” Connor gestured toward the chair opposite her.

“I guess so,” she said and took another mouthful of her drink.  She blushed at her inability to ever think of something witty or clever to say. Try as she might, wit with her always made an after-the-fact appearance.

“It’s been a while.” She could have kicked herself. Connor held her eyes for a long moment and smiled.

“Yes. Yes it has.” He easily led her into conversation about the music she liked, hobbies, and what she’d been doing over the past two decades. After what seemed like a short time, she looked at her watch and gasped.

“Oh my god; I’ve got to go. I’m giving a presentation in the morning.”

As they got up to leave, she stumbled and realized she was drunker than she thought.

He must be too. He matched me drink for drink.