Rob and Lou’s Wild Weekends is out now so here’s another kiss from this lovely married couple.
Light-hearted and fun, this mini-anthology features episodes from this couple’s wild weekends. Making the most of the mud, finding the erotic nature of an apron and even having a sexy visit to a fish and chip shop. Rob and Lou make the mundane much more pleasurable so join them on their kinky ride.
Includes a bonus short story Damsel in Distress and excerpts from other ebooks by the award winning queen of rosy, raunchy and rubenesque erotic romance, Victoria Blisse.
Here’s an excerpt from “A Good Portion” which shows that any setting can be sexy if you’re with the right person.
“I really am,” he sighed. I pushed myself against his chest and reached behind his head to untie the scarf. Rob bobbed his head forward. I knew he wanted to kiss me, but he hesitated. I was sure he was expecting me to reveal a room full of family and friends and he didn’t want a lecture for inappropriate behaviour from his parents. I stifled a giggle. It was a lot of fun torturing him like that.
Surprise!” I yelled and stepped back. His face was a picture. His jaw tightened at first. Then, as he blinked in the dark of the curtained room, he gawped.
“Where the hell are we?” he asked.
“Look around, love. It’s pretty obvious.” I giggled.
In front of him was a long steel cabinet, the top filled with sloped glass. On the wall behind just a menu and a till. A faint smell of hot oil lingered in the air, which he might have picked up on earlier if he’d been paying attention. I suspect he was too distracted by not being able to see anything to really concentrate, though. I watched his face intently. He blinked, looked around, and his brow crinkled with confusion. I took intense pleasure in seeing him so baffled.
“Why are we in a chip shop?” he asked, truly perplexed.
“Well, love, can you remember one of the first fantasies you ever told me about?” I grabbed his hand and squeezed. My smile enveloped my whole face, and I bounced my heels gently up and down as my excitement began to bubble up and out of me where it could.
“Oh,” he gasped. “I’ve told you so many and, without the big hint of situation, I might have been lost, but I think I have an idea of which one you mean.” I saw the sparkle of knowledge in his eyes. Realisation was blossoming and he’d caught my excitement. I felt him tighten his fingers around mine. I turned to him and ran my hand down his cheek. “You’ve always wanted to fuck over the chip shop counter, right?”
“Yeah,” he whispered.
“So I was chatting to Lisa the other night, right, while I waited for the fish to fry, and she was talking about the holiday she’d just booked.”
“Okay.” Rob looked confused. I was pressed hard against him, I’d just mentioned fucking, and suddenly I was talking about girly gossip with the chippy owner. Bless him for his patience, he just stood there and took it. I rested my hand on his shoulder and smiled.
“She said they’d got a great deal on a week in Tenerife mid-August, but then when she asked her mum if she’d keep an eye on the chippy while they were gone, she found out they’d booked the same week off.”
“Oh no,” Rob exclaimed, clearly playing along and with no real interest in Lisa’s dilemma—he’d obviously worked out the end of the story.
“So, remembering your particular peccadillo for chip shop counters, I volunteered to look in on it for her. I said I couldn’t keep it running, but I’d pop in and make sure it was secure for the week for her, no problem.”
“Oh, you did, did you?”
“Of course I did. She’s a mate. It’s the least I could do. And, clearly, she was thrilled by my offer. And we’re here now because I wanted to make one of your fantasies come true for your birthday.”
I didn’t let him respond. I pressed my lips to his and pushed him back against the cold steel of the counter. I felt the hardness at his crotch press against my stomach and I purred my encouragement against his mouth. His hands roamed up from my hips and waist to my breasts. I tingled all over. The excitement I’d held in check zoomed through my veins and bridged over from me to my husband and back again, the sexual anticipation grew, the need to fuck built to an undeniable level.
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