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TORY RICHARDS

Erotic Author

Saturday, June 15, 2013

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My 6 paragraphs are from my first Ellora's Cave Quickie,
Talk Dirty to Me.

Lilly drove her little Toyota around the airport at least twice before finding her way to Southwest arrivals. Parking wasn’t allowed so she could only hope Blake was waiting for her outside. She drove slowly, searching through the crowd on the sidewalk for him. Desire and anxiety churned in her stomach. 

And then she saw him. 

Her body reacted instantly. Thinking about him was one thing but seeing him in the flesh was even more powerful. Awareness exploded through her body as she remembered all the times and places they’d had hot, naughty sex. How Blake had taken her to paradise a thousand times. Her panties became soaked as she clenched her legs together, hoping to ease the need that was becoming unbearable. A pleasant prickling in her full breasts caused her to raise her arm and brush it over them, trying to ease some of the ache. 

Blake hadn’t changed at all. He was still the sexiest man on earth. As she sat there staring at him she felt her breathing become erratic and her heart rate pick up speed. Blake was six feet tall and lean. Yet his black polo shirt revealed he wasn’t lacking in muscle power. The gray slacks he was wearing outlined the strength in his thighs and stretched across the prominent outline of his cock. He looked dangerous. He was dangerous, only in a way that had always drawn her in. His dark hair was shorter than he used to wear it, military cut. Lilly couldn’t see his eyes for the dark sunglasses covering them, for which she was thankful. Blake had the kind of eyes that could look right through someone, into their soul. 

He’s just a man, he’s just a man, Lilly repeated to herself. Flesh and blood and as mortal as she was. He had emotions, he could be hurt. He had needs. Her cheeks grew hot when she thought of their last night together, and how they’d made love like two wild animals trying to consume one another. He’d left the next morning for an assignment on an oil rig in the North Sea. And she’d tried to convince herself that she 
hated him ever since. 

Now she knew how futile that had been.

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