Seven of the net’s hottest authors have got together to make this anthology sparkle. Lily Harlem, KD Grace, Lucy Felthouse, Rebecca Bond, Lexi Bay and Sarah Masters all take a sin for themselves and I picked one too. I took Gluttony.
Here’s the blurb to find out more:
Aphrodite Gets a Piece of the Action by K. D. Grace
A young voyeur finds himself faced with the almighty task of going global with Lust!
Caged by Rebecca Bond
Greed pushes a policewoman straight to the top. But her quest for power uncovers more desire than she ever knew she had!
Glutton to Gourmet by Victoria Blisse
Anabel has never known when to say ‘when’. But the dashing Roman shows her that quality is just as delicious as quantity.
Green Eyed Monster by Lily Harlem
Penis Envy takes on a whole new meaning when Helen hatches a plan to use her own “cock” to its fullest extent!
An Indolent Seduction by Lexie Bay
When the demon of Sloth sets his sights on the angel Industria, apathy becomes dangerously alluring.
The Sweetest Revenge by Lucy Felthouse
Abigail’s crush on Mackenzie has made her do something stupid. Will Pride come before a fall…or cause them to fall in love?
Something Else by Sarah Masters
A man’s Wrath at the loss of his lover sets him on a vengeful path that leads him through a seedy and sexually charged underworld.
I picked Gluttony because I love food, I really do. It’s my other passion after writing sexy stories but food and I have a love/hate relationship because I find her too alluring. I can easily over indulge and as a consequence have carried the label ‘fat’ with me since being a kid. I wanted to take on Gluttony because it’s my own deadly sin and I wanted to show someone struggling to control it.
Here’s a little excerpt to whet your appetite!
“Anabel and I have no witty remarks to help you remember it.”
“Belle is beauty in French. I’m going to call you Belle.”
He didn’t ask if it was ok, I normally hated my name being shortened but for some reason I didn’t tell him that. Maybe I liked being called Beautiful.
“Now, Belle, I’d start with the smoked salmon, it’s delicious.”
“The food I brought, you should try the salmon.”
“Oh, no. I’m really not hungry.” I prayed my stomach wouldn’t rumble and give me away.
“Nonsense, I can see you salivating. You’ve been eying it up all night.”
“I don’t think it’s any of your business.”
“I get really turned on watching a woman eat and your lips are so plump I know that watching you will be highly pleasurable for me.”
He’d stumped me again. I am usually well known for my quick wit but with him I struggled to form sentences. Was he really saying it’d turn him on to see me eat?
I’ll prove it to you.” He grabbed my hand and held it to his chest. “Feel my nipple.”
“Oh,erm, yes. Nipply.” I stuttered. I wanted to run my hands all over him to follow his linear planes and push them against my curves.
He laughed, prodded the pink piece of Piscean pleasure and pressed the proffered gift to my lips.
The smoky scent was strong and filled my senses. The wet fish bumped against my plump lips and my mouth watered in anticipation. I slowly widened my mouth, careful to be demure and lady-like. I was very aware of his heavy gaze focused on my lips and wondered how I could get the morsel off the fork without pornographically sticking out my tongue or salivating all over him. I slowly opened my lips and clamped them around the fork before pulling back and delicately chewing. I felt Roman’s nipple harden and heard a gently moan. He was watching me intently. The warmth of the smoke and the fresh silkiness of the salmon seemed to be enhanced by his pleasure. I chewed and enjoyed my morsel and didn’t think about the calorie content once.
“See,” he covered my hand with his own, “I am turned on by you eating. Please try something else.”
“Maybe you were just cold,” I shrugged, a little annoyed by his tone but mostly by the way I wanted to respond to it.
“Alright, eat something else and I will give you definitive proof that it turns me on.” He slid my hand down over his chest and stomach and rested my palm over his crotch. I gulped. I could feel him inside the confines of his trousers and pants, he was firm and his cock twitched at the pressure of my hand on him.
I was hypnotized by those eyes. I can’t think of any other reason why I did what he bid and didn’t run away shouting ‘pervert’ at the top of my voice. I picked up a little cracker. It had cheese and some kind of pickle on it. As I pulled it closer to my mouth I picked up the scent of onion and the spice of the relish and my stomach rumbled in anticipation. I looked up and realised he was staring at me. I couldn’t pull away from his gaze. I lost myself in him and watched his pupils dilate as I eased the morsel into my mouth. His cock twitched and ballooned at my touch. I chewed. Heavy cheese, mellow and crumbly with the sweet, sour tanginess of the onions. I was euphoric, the food seduced my taste and Roman romanced the rest of me.
“Proof enough for you?” He whispered, his breath tickling my ear and sending a wave of goose bumps over my skin. I nodded, still finishing the morsel in my mouth.
“Good, so what are you going to try next?”
For more sinful sexiness pick up your copy of the anthology on Friday!