Today, I have pleasure in bringing you the Cover Reveal of Illicit Affairs, an anthology of three erotic stories by Jo Matthews, Bec Rose and N.J. Cole, brought to you by Malfunction Erotica. Please note that there are excerpts included in this post which are for 18+ eyes only due to explicit content. There is also a fantastic giveaway for 3 e-book copies of the book. Please enter!
Title: Illicit Affairs
Title: Illicit Affairs
Authors: JO Matthews,
Bec Rose, & N.J. Cole
Genre: Erotica
Expected Release
Date: 9.13.2013
Illicit Affairs
Illicit
Affairs is a compilation of three erotic tales with women giving into their
darkest desires and pursuing the forbidden.
Unexpected Journey by Jo Matthews
Sarah
thought she met her soul mate in Mitch Chandler. High school sweethearts, they
married right after graduation. Eight years later, he is a stranger to her and
their marriage is on the rocks. In a halfhearted attempt to placate her, Mitch
suggests a trip to Hawaii ,
but schedules a business meeting to write off the expense.
Aaron
Johnson, Mitch’s friend and business partner, agrees to help with the
presentation and plans are made for all three to go. What happens when Mitch
backs out at the last minute to spend a romantic weekend with his secretary,
forcing Aaron’s hand so that he has to accompany Sarah alone?
Will
an innocent friendship turn into something more as Aaron’s attraction for Sarah
grows? How will Sarah manage when she realizes that Aaron is awakening feelings
in her that she’s never felt before? The sexual tension burns hot as these two
embark on an unexpected journey that neither are prepared for.
Excerpt Option 1:
“I want you, Sarah. I want to feel your pussy
wrapped around my cock while I fuck you. Are you ready for that…for me?” As he
was talking, he was tearing a condom open and sliding it over his erection.
“Yes,” I whimpered as I clenched my legs together
to gain some much needed friction.
My one word answer seemed to be enough of a
response because he moved between my legs and pushed them farther apart. “God,
you’re perfect,” he complimented as his eyes drank in my naked pussy. “Every
part of you is beautiful.”
He licked his lips and I couldn’t help but moan.
Remembering exactly what his tongue could do, I tried to squeeze my legs
together. He wasn’t having any of that, though, because he pinned them in
place. “Please, Aaron, fuck me already. I need to feel you,” I begged.
Was it shameless? Maybe. Did I care in that moment? Hell no. The only thing I
cared about was having him inside me.
“Mmm, such a dirty mouth, Baby. I’ll make sure to
put that to good use later,” he teased as he moved to hover over me. “But for
now, this pussy is what I’m interested in.” His words got me even wetter, and
the anticipation of feeling him inside me had me at my boiling point.
Luckily, the wait was over and he lined himself up
with my entrance. Looking directly in my eyes, he slowly slid his length inside
me, giving me time to adjust. When our hips met and I thought he was in as far
as he could go, he thrust just a little harder. “Oh, God…so fucking full…fuck!”
He started to move within me, and with each thrust
it felt like he went deeper. The feeling was heavenly, and I couldn’t imagine
it getting any better. I was wrong. Oh, how I was wrong. I had only ever had
sex lying flat on my back, so when Aaron grabbed my left leg and lifted it up
onto his shoulder, I was a little leary—at least until he thrust his hips
forward, hitting me so deep it felt like he was in my stomach. “So fucking
tight, Baby. Ungh, does that feel good?”
“Yesssss…oh, God, yes!” I panted as he continued to
thrust in and out of me. “Oh fuck! Please don’t stop.”
Before I knew what was happening, my right leg was
up on his other shoulder and he was leaning down. I wasn’t aware I was still so
flexible, but the way my knees were touching my shoulders proved otherwise. The
new position also allowed Aaron to penetrate me deeper, and within three
thrusts, I was clenching around him and screaming through another orgasm.
“That’s it, Baby. Squeeze my cock. Fuck, you’re so
tight. I’m not…ugh…gonna last.” His movements became erratic, and he sat up on
his knees, grabbed my hips, and held me in place as he slammed into me twice
more before stilling and collapsing on top of me.
I was breathing hard but feeling euphoric. Nothing
could bring down my high. “That was um…good,” I giggled.
Moving off of me slightly, Aaron leaned down and
kissed me hard. When he pulled back, he smirked. “Just good? I guess I’ll have
to try again.”
Excerpt Option 1
(PG-13):
The flight to San Diego
was quick, though the one to Hawaii
was considerably longer. Somewhere over the Pacific, Sarah fell asleep; the day
had obviously taken a toll on her emotions and exhausted her. I wasn’t really
tired myself, so I grabbed a magazine from the caddy in front of me and started
flipping through it. Not ten minutes later, she shifted in her sleep and leaned
over, her head resting on my shoulder.
I froze in place, unsure of what to do. Part of me
was screaming to wake her up or at least move her, while the other part of
me—the part that tended to take over in any man when there was a sexy goddess
nearby—wanted me to savor the moment. I must have warred with myself for three
minutes straight until I decided it didn’t matter. There was no harm in letting
Sarah sleep on my shoulder on a plane to Hawaii .
No harm at all, considering her husband was the one who put us on the flight
together.
Unable to resist any longer, I turned my head into
her hair and breathed in her intoxicating scent. She smelled like wildflowers
and sunshine, and I couldn’t help but inhale more deeply as I closed my eyes.
About the Author:
Jo Matthews is an Arizona
As an editor she has
propelled quite a few authors into the published world, and with her skills,
has landed several stories on Amazon’s Top Sellers lists.
Author Links:
Hot Summer Nights by Bec Rose
Annie
Murphy had the picture perfect life. A beautiful home, a wonderful son, and a
husband who adored her. It was every woman’s dream until her husband of over
twenty years came out of the closet, leaving her a forty-five year old divorcee
struggling to regain her confidence. Needing a distraction, she agrees to allow
her son’s friend, Jamie, to spend the summer at her house while working as an
intern. When Jamie, the cute female intern she’d been expecting turns out to be
Jaime, the hot male intern with abs to drool over, it kicks Annie’s
fantasies into overdrive. When she realizes that her desires are not one sided,
it’s more than the temperature that causes some hot summer nights.
Excerpt Option 1:
She kept her eyes on mine as she
knelt down in front of me. I nearly came just at the sight of her down there,
but needed to hold it together. I started thinking about some god-awful things
just to keep my composure, not wanting to look like the novice.
Annie licked her lips before
she took her eyes off mine and focused her attention on my swollen cock. I
don’t think I had ever been that hard before in my life. When she leaned
forward, she grinned to herself before licking my cock from tip to base. My
body shuddered and I needed to hold on to the railing beside me to stop myself
from crumbling to the floor in pleasure.
“Fuck, Annie! God, please.” I
was begging for her mouth to be wrapped around my cock, and even if this was
the first and last time we would be together, just the memory of her in this
position would give me reason enough to jerk off for months to come.
She finally gave in at my
insistence and sucked on my throbbing cock, the tip beyond ready to burst. I
hissed at the feeling, my head rolling from side to side. I wanted to watch
what she was doing but the pleasure she was giving me was so fucking good that
I couldn’t help but close my eyes.
I had no idea how or what she
was doing, but the overload of sensations just from her mouth was incredible. I
had only ever been with high school or college age girls, and clearly, none of
them had known what they were doing when giving head.
“Oh, fuck! Annie, you need to
stop or I’m going to come.” I had to be honest; she must have felt my cock
strain at the pressure, and I knew I was only moments away. Her tongue
continued to swirl around the tip as she came up and then plunged back down,
swallowing around me, almost taking all of me in.
I felt her nod as I told her,
and when I looked down, that was my undoing. Watching her suck on my cock—on
her knees in front of me while looking back up at me—was all I could handle. I
came hard and pushed myself further into her mouth. She swallowed fast, easily
keeping up with the streams of come I released down her throat. Then, after
sucking on me once more as if to pull every last drop from my shaft, she
released my cock with a pop.
When she stood up in front of
me, I had to kiss her. I didn’t care that just moments before she had my cock
in her mouth. That simple act had clearly driven me insane. I wanted to fuck
this woman more than anything else right then, and I only hoped she felt the
same.
Excerpt Option 2
(PG13):
It seemed like forever before he
finally made his way back downstairs, and I heard him rummaging through the
fridge for something before he walked into the den carrying some homemade
chocolate mousse. I moved to the main sofa, sitting down next to him so we were
both within reach of the dessert.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I made
this before dinner. I have a bit of a sweet tooth.” He grinned at me as he took
a bite. I smiled back and dipped my spoon in, groaning at the amazing taste
that exploded in my mouth when I took my first bite.
“Oh, god, Jaime, you’re going to
make me fat if you cook like this all the time,” I laughed. When I heard no
reply, I looked next to me, seeing Jaime staring at my lips with—if I wasn’t
completely misinterpreting it—a look of lust in his eyes.
“Oh, um, I’m sorry?” He seemed
confused.
“I just said that you’re going to
make me fat if you keep cooking like this.”
“You don’t have to worry about
that, Annie. You have an amazing figure if you don’t mind me saying.” I was
surprised by his comment. It had been a long time since anyone had complimented
me like that.
“Oh, well, um…thank you, Jaime,” I
replied, embarrassed.
We finished off the dessert, both
of us silently deciding to stay on the couch next to each other by settling
back as Jaime changed the channel to watch an old movie. It was nice to sit
with someone and not feel the need to fill the air with unnecessary
conversation. Jaime was easy to just be with, and I was once again glad it had
turned out to be a male houseguest instead of a female.
About the Author:
Bec Rose is a budding author and mother of two. When she isn’t reading or
writing, she enjoys spending time with her son and daughter. Residing in Australia
Calla Moretti married her college sweetheart, Bill.
Married life was great at first, but as his career had her dropping out of
college and moving away from her family and friends, Calla struggled with her
role as a wife and homemaker. Stress due to infertility and Bill’s affairs, had
the marriage on the brink of failure. When she drives home in the middle of a
thunderstorm and spots first a broken down motorcycle, then the sexy rider, she
decides to take a chance and offer him assistance. Realizing fate brought her
together with a man who could give her the one thing her husband couldn’t—a
baby—Calla decides to take a chance. One romantic night, one big lie, will it
save her marriage or fill her heart with more emptiness? Will this be the
answer to her prayers? In life, are there truly second chances?
Excerpt Option 1:
As the euphoria began to subside, I realized I
still had his head in the vice that was my thighs. I relaxed my muscles to
release him, but he didn’t seem in a hurry to move. Instead, he lowered his
lead slightly and licked at the arousal I could feel trickling from my body.
“God, you’re delicious,” he groaned, pulling back.
“I could do that all night, but I have to have you.” Standing at the foot of
the bed, he lowered his pants. I was glad he hadn’t turned off the light or I
wouldn’t have been able to see the most magnificent cock in the world. It was
long and thick and beautiful—if that was even possible.
I drug my eyes from it and looked up to his face to
find that he wasn’t smiling. In fact, he looked upset. The color seemed to have
drained from his face in the blink of an eye. I was about to ask what was
wrong when he spoke. “I um…I don’t have a condom. I just…well I didn’t know.”
He raked his hand over the stubble on his face. “Do you? Of course you don’t.
It’s not like someone like you would have…” His words trailed off as he ran his
hand through his hair. “I can go and see if there is any place open. SHIT! I
don’t even have my bike. I could borrow…”
“It’s okay,” I said softly, interrupting his little
rant.
He looked at me, eyes wide. “You mean it’s okay to
borrow your car? Or…” he hesitated and dropped his voice an octave, “is
it okay okay?”
Lying back, I pulled him on top of me. “I mean,
it’s okay.” I knew he thought I meant I was on birth control; it was
deceitful, but it was what I needed.
Settling on top of me, he slid one hand under my
back as the other cupped my cheek. “You are so beautiful,” he said, gazing down
at me. “I swear I could stare into your eyes all night.”
I whimpered at his words and how genuine they
sounded. I’d never felt so attractive in my life. It was impossible to
understand why he thought my muddy green eyes were beautiful, but I could tell
that he believed what he said.
“God I want you,” he groaned through gritted teeth.
“I can’t remember ever wanting anything more.”
His eyes closed as he kissed me gently. It wasn’t
urgent like the others; I could tell he was taking his time. As our tongues
met, he shifted his weight nudging my legs apart slightly. When he moved his
hips, I felt his cock glide in long strokes over the top of my swollen pussy
and rub against my clit. I rotated my hips slightly and groaned in response.
His lips left mine as he shifted back onto his
knees. With the hand that was under my back, he lifted me slightly and lined me
up with his cock. He didn’t reach between us—there was no fumbling at all—he
just pressed forward gently, the tip of his erection separating my folds. He
stared into my eyes as his throbbing member entered and stretched me.
“Fuck, you’re so small, Baby. Am I hurting you?” he
whispered, his lips inches from mine.
I shook my head, unable to speak. It didn’t hurt at
all; it felt wonderful. I did, however, mewl in pleasure, causing him to stop
his forward movement.
Finding my voice I whimpered, “Please don’t stop.
You feel so good.”
“Ungh, I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to,” he
groaned, rolling his hips and inching in a bit more. I craved all of him, so I
grabbed onto his ass and pulled him to me as I lifted my hips and thrust myself
toward him. I yelped in pain as he entered me fully, our hips finally touching.
His eyes flashed with concern at my sound, but I smiled up at him. It was
painful, but it was a good pain. I’d never felt so full.
Excerpt Option 2 (PG13):
Staring into my eyes, he lowered his head. I could
have moved, spoken, coughed…anything, but instead I lifted my chin and allowed
him to kiss me.
At first it was chaste, it really was, but when I
didn’t pull away, he didn’t either. I felt his tongue poke from between his
velvet lips and lick over my lower one. I gasped, and he used that opportunity
to find his way into my mouth. As my body began to shake, I groaned. I had to
stop this. If I didn’t, I’d end up having sex with him—a total stranger. I knew
that because I was ovulating, if I did sleep with him, there was a good chance
that I’d become pregnant.
I’d become pregnant.
I had stiffened up at my epiphany, causing him to
pull back. “Oh, shit. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
My mind was racing with the possibility of becoming
pregnant tonight. I could go home to Bill in the morning and he and I could
have sex. He’d think the baby was his, and maybe it would be, I reasoned with
myself. He’d never know and our marriage would be fixed.
About the Author:
NJ Cole is a mid-western girl with a kinky side. She works by day and
writes by night, all while being a mother to her wonderful boys and serving her
Sir. Unlike many of today’s authors, she chooses to write in first person,
allowing the readers to experience life through the eyes of the unique
characters that live in her head. Her love of those characters and respect for
their stories come through loud and clear in her writing. Reaching Amazon’s top
100 list in Erotica with Midnight Caller and Landslide, NJ Cole promises to
entertain and excite the reader with her newest tales of love, romance, and as
always, hot, steamy sex.
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