I always enjoy when I have the opportunity to host a friend. Today Elodie Parkes takes the reigns and brings us her newest release The Old Star.
She was looking for new office space…but it found her…what’s hidden in this spooky place?
When Cathy Faraday goes out from her office to buy morning tea, a set of circumstances send her on a different route from the one she would normally take. Waiting on a street unknown to her is a house. Old and left to fade away the house looks shabby against its neighbors. The whole row of houses are now offices and Cathy sees a ‘for let sign’ outside the place. Something draws her to the house. Someone watches from the third floor window.
Cathy applies to rent the building to expand her dating agency business. As she begins to make it ready, the house reveals its secrets.
Erotic paranormal romance, set in contemporary England this story will haunt you.
Graphic sex/love scenes. 18+ only.
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Here’s the excerpt 18+ R
He kissed down her neck again and slowly moved his hands up into her T-shirt. He found her bra and unclipped it as she sighed, and kissed his ear and jaw. He cupped her breasts and sighed too. She felt so good, her skin so soft, her nipples hard against his palms. He went back to kiss her mouth, and as she opened it to touch his lips with her tongue, he groaned a little enjoying the kiss. His cock hardened and his hands left her breasts to open her jeans. She kissed him and unzipped his jeans as he unzipped hers.
She had her hands in his shorts and her fingertips were cool on his cock. He wanted to thrust so badly, but he wanted his fingers against her clit. He wanted to slip a finger into her pussy and feel the moistness, have her thrust on his hand and so he whispered. “Help me. Pull your jeans down…open your legs a little. I want my fingers in you, Cathy.” She pulled her jeans to mid-thigh and took her panties with them. She put her hands up around his face and kissed him, her tongue in his mouth as he fingered her. She was gasping and so was he. Their kisses interspersed with it.
“You feel so good…” He murmured.
She made a little sound and answered him. “It feels great, it’s delicious. Owen there are people in the house. What if they come in search of me?”
Owen felt his cock straining against his clothes.
He nibbled her lips. “I need you badly.” He was circling her clit with his thumb and working his fingers in her. She began to thrust on his fingers and held his waist hard. It made him smile against her lips as her fingers pressed hard into the sides of his body. Suddenly she was groaning softly, her mouth by the side of his. Her hips thrust and he realized she was coming. Knowing this made him harder and he groaned as she finished. He held her for a few moments waiting to judge if he should pull her down onto the floor and fuck her. His thought sent spikes of desire into his cock and up between his legs.
Cathy took his fingers gently from her body. She kissed his lips and then she pulled his jeans and shorts down to his knees. He helped her thinking she would back him against the window and straddle him, but she dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming and he moaned as he held her head, his hands bunched in her hair. He thrust his hips towards her mouth as she sucked him and her fingers curled around his thighs. She ran her fingers over his buttocks and then between his thighs as she sucked. Owen felt his orgasm build. It started between his legs and then spread to his sac, his cock, his legs. It overtook him in a huge wave of delicious feeling that had him breathless as he it went on and on when Cathy stroked his thighs.
They both became still at the same time and then Cathy was taking his cock from her mouth. She started to stand and he helped her. He looked at her lovingly as they both pulled their clothing back into place. He wanted to cuddle her to his body, stroke her disheveled hair back behind her ears. Kiss her ears. He moved to her as she zipped up her jeans and felt behind her back to clip her bra. He held her face. “That was so good Cathy, and so helped me. I was miserable for a while, and you’ve made me happy. It’s made me happy meeting you. I want you to know…” ‘What do I want her to know? That softness fills my heart when I see her. That I actually find her lovely, sexy…that I want to fuck her…’
“You’re special to me,” he finished.
Cathy was looking at him and in her eyes he read affection, attraction.
“I have to go. I’d rather stay and snuggle up to you. Find out more about you, because you’re special to me too, but the locksmith will be here again. The cleaners are down there.”
He nodded. He knew the truth of her words.