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DAY 1
Today's feature is Dante's Desire...just comment to win an ebook!
Blurb:
Masturbating can be so much fun, especially when you have a
one-man show. Addison loves sex. More importantly she loves her body and isn’t
afraid to make it sing. Add a little voyeurism and it’s totally erotic.
Dante’s muse had stalled out on him, until his sexy neighbor
starts seducing him. From her bedroom window, her hands caress her tantalizing
skin. It’s like something out of a strip club, with his very own personal view.
Thanks to this beauty he’s drawing like wildfire.
He wants to thank her properly so he sends her an invitation
for a night together. Will one night be enough or will Dante and Addison draw a
new future?
Excerpt:
Dante
sketched feverishly as she slid the vibrator in and out of her drenched pussy.
She was the perfect muse. She was beautiful. He longed to run his fingers
through her rich brown hair and kiss those creamy breasts. His cock throbbed
against his boxers. It pained him, but he had to continue. He wanted to finish
this drawing tonight. He was only one drawing away from completing the required
amount his agent demanded for a showing.
If
it weren’t for this beauty there wouldn’t be a gallery show. She’d given him
the strength to move on during a dry spell. His mind was no longer blocked. His
creative juices were flowing as long as she was performing. He feared if she
stopped he’d fall back into a rut.
This
art show meant the world to him. It meant getting his sketches out in front of
buyers. It meant finally getting recognition for his hard work. His agent would
be happy with him. When all was said and done he’d have to
properly thank his little muse.
He glanced back to her
show and realized she was close to climaxing. He’d seen that look so many
times. It should be embossed in his mind, but it wasn’t. He picked up the
camera and clicked away. He needed something to remind him of this moment. He
had to finish and he couldn’t wait until she returned from work another day.
Besides, what if she was tired tomorrow? No, as much as he knew snapping
pictures of her was wrong, he needed them to finish his masterpiece. When this
was over he’d send her the pictures.
He smiled.
“You’re gorgeous,” he
whispered to the empty room.
Placing the camera
down, he picked up his pencil again and went back to putting the finishing
touches on her face. He wanted to capture the look of sweet surrender as she
fell in to the most glorifying orgasm.
As he captured the
essence of her orgasm he knew he’d need release. His balls ached and his cock
pulsed begging for relief. His relief would be that much sweeter, having
waiting so long.
He placed the pencil
on the easel tray and stepped back to admire his creation.
“Fucking fantastic.”
He glanced over to her
apartment. She was gone. She was likely showering and settling in for the
night, which was okay. Her work was done for today. He still couldn’t believe
his luck the first time he spotted her.
He’d been standing on
his balcony enjoying a warm summer night and an ice-cold beer. The sky had
turned a midnight blue. The stars were plentiful. There wasn’t a cloud in the
sky.
Dante remembered
leaning against the steel railing and glancing around the neighborhood. He
wasn’t expecting to find her standing there in the light of her bedroom. He
never imagined as she gazed up at him that she would continue undressing. He’d
expected her to flip him off and pull the drapes closed, but she hadn’t.
Instead she smiled and removed all her clothes.
His beer nearly fell
from his hand as he realized what she was doing. Never in his life had a woman
undressed for him. Most women he dated were afraid of their sexuality. They
wanted to have sex with the lights off, so he couldn’t see them naked.
Dante loved their bodies.
Women were his inspiration. Maybe that’s what they feared with him. Maybe they
were afraid of ending up on a canvas if they allowed him to fully drink in
their beauty.
His neighbor had. She
wasn’t afraid of him seeing every inch of her body. In fact there was no doubt
she enjoyed putting on a show for him. What started out as a simple strip show
turned into a full-fledged seduction over the last few weeks. She was gorgeous
and sexy. He wanted to possess her. He longed to touch every inch of her precious
skin. He wanted to claim her. Possess her.
The one downfall was
she had no idea her body was displayed on many different canvases. She would
know though. He wouldn’t keep that piece of information from her. Before he
told her, he wanted to thank her properly for being a great inspiration. Once
he’d properly thanked her he would show her the pieces of art he had grown to
cherish.
Yes, it was time to
meet his neighbor.
