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The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 17: 11 Steamingly Hot Erotica Books For Women
Book: The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 17: 11 Steamingly Hot Erotica Books For Women Read Online Free
Author: Victoria Lawson, Lois Hodges, Nellie Cross, Bonnie Robles, Evelyn Hunt, Monica Austin, Emma Bishop, Kim Wilkerson, Lori Dixon, Carla Burke
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reason, she wanted to scream and see if he would live up to his promise but all she managed to do was shake her head. “Good girl,” he said. “Now I don’t know what we’ll talk about the next time I see you, maybe tomorrow?” he said still looking at her. She blushed again. He wanted to see her tomorrow ?
     
    “I am sure a man like you has a few conversation starters up his sleeve,” she said in a cool voice, determined not to show him the effect he had on her. He smiled down at her.
     
    “I’m sure I do,” he said before letting her go.
     
    “I need to get back to Mischa,” she said. “Maybe I’ll catch you on the dance floor sometime,” she said before walking away. He smiled at her as she walked back towards the bar. “Oh my God!” Candice mouthed to Mischa who was still seated sipping on her apple martini.
     
    “That good huh?” Mischa said with a smile.
     
    “All that and a bag of chips,” Candice said sitting down. She suddenly realized what she had done and gave her friend a sad look. “I’m sorry honey. I am so freaking selfish,” she added as she touched Mischa’s hand.
     
    “What are you talking about?” Mischa asked. Candice smiled.
     
    “Don’t get all high road with me. This is supposed to be about you,” Candice said.
     
    “Sweetie, I am already six martinis down, two dances and three numbers scribbled on a napkin,” Mischa said as she lifted a napkin which had several numbers scribbled on it. “I have had my fun,” she added. Candice laughed. Her best friend was an attractive blonde of Russian decent. The two had met when Candice first moved to the States. Like Candice, Mischa was also new to the States.
     
    Everything about the country was strange to her and just like that, the two clicked. They remained friends all through high school and college and at some point, they were even roommates. “So, hot stuff over there,” Mischa said gesturing at Ash who was now getting a drink at the other end of the counter. Candice turned around and looked at Ash. He smiled and gave her a little wave with his fingers.
     
    “What about him?” she asked after turning back.
     
    “Could this be the big break?” Mischa asked. Candice squinted.
     
    “I don’t follow,” Candice said as she took a sip of her drink. Mischa rolled her eyes.
     
    “Oh please, Candice,” Mischa said. “I haven’t seen you warm up to a guy since Lance and we both know it’s been more than a couple of months,” she added.
     
    “A couple of months since what?” Candice asked looking at Mischa hoping she was not talking about what she suspected. Mischa smiled and pointed at her cunt. “What? No!” Candice said crossing her legs.
     
    “Really? Mischa said as she crossed her arms over her chest. “When was the last time you and Lance did the nasty before you guys broke up?” she asked. Candice felt herself flush. Mischa had her cornered.
     
    “Fine it’s been a while,” Candice said giving up. “But that doesn’t mean anything,” she added as she stole another glance at Ash. She felt a pang of jealousy when she saw him talking to an attractive brunette.
     
    “Yeah right,” Mischa said. “One night stands are normal and the two of you were practically dry humping out there,” she added. Candice was still looking at Ash and the brunette so she never noticed Mischa signaling Ash over.
     
    “Shit, he’s coming over,” Candice said in a hushed whisper. Mischa smiled.
     
    “I know. I called him over,” she said as she stood up. Candice looked at her confused.
     
    “Wait, what?? Why? Where are you going?” she asked not sure what question she wanted answered first.
     
    “My friend might have had a drink too many and she needs a ride home,” Mischa said when Ash got to where they were.
     
    “What? You’re my ride,” Candice said looking at her confused. Mischa smiled and shook her head.
     
    “Not anymore,” she said as she grabbed her purse. “Call me,” she said
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