Talk the Talk (Contemporary Erotic Romance)
Study Abroad, #3
Romance, Erotica, Erotica Shorts, Contemporary
| Author: | Sarah Q. Parr | ISBN: | 9781501405303 |
| Publisher: | Kinks 'n' Thinks | Publication: | August 9, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sarah Q. Parr |
| ISBN: | 9781501405303 |
| Publisher: | Kinks 'n' Thinks |
| Publication: | August 9, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Two steamy, sexy short stories from Athens and Budapest. When you're abroad you can walk the walk, but can you talk the talk?
**Warning** This book contains graphic sexual content, explicit descriptions of sex, and is intended for mature audiences only. Hope you enjoy it very, very much.
**Excerpt**
I felt his hands on my waist. The balcony was packed, like the floor; people watching the dancers down below, or dancing themselves, or sitting in the booths, or just standing and talking. His hand slid up my back and down my right side, just brushing my breast. I took a sip of my drink and looked out at the lights, pulsing and strobing.
Someone must have pushed up behind him because suddenly I felt him hard against me. I sucked in my breath and felt it start. I pressed back a little and twisted into him, just to feel him shake. He ran a hand up my thigh to where my stocking stopped and slipped a finger under my garter.
. . .
Two steamy, sexy short stories from Athens and Budapest. When you're abroad you can walk the walk, but can you talk the talk?
**Warning** This book contains graphic sexual content, explicit descriptions of sex, and is intended for mature audiences only. Hope you enjoy it very, very much.
**Excerpt**
I felt his hands on my waist. The balcony was packed, like the floor; people watching the dancers down below, or dancing themselves, or sitting in the booths, or just standing and talking. His hand slid up my back and down my right side, just brushing my breast. I took a sip of my drink and looked out at the lights, pulsing and strobing.
Someone must have pushed up behind him because suddenly I felt him hard against me. I sucked in my breath and felt it start. I pressed back a little and twisted into him, just to feel him shake. He ran a hand up my thigh to where my stocking stopped and slipped a finger under my garter.
. . .
