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Little Red: A Dark Erotic Story

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You have no idea how pleased I am to announce that my brand new short story “Little Red” is now available on Bellesa.co!

I must admit, I was nervous about putting this story out there. I thought it might be too niche, too intense, a few shades darker than what my readers generally expect.

Maybe it was the characters and their eagerness to engage in an edgier type of D/s play. Or maybe it was the combination of tropes that struck a chord.

Image of pretty young submissive lying in bedEither way, I couldn’t let this story languish on my hard drive. I wanted to find it a home somewhere, and that home is now Bellesa.co.

Please be aware that this story is not for everyone. It involves consenting adults participating in a non-consensual role play, featuring age play and light DD/lg elements.

If that makes you feel squicky, fear not, because I have plenty of other Bellesa stories (kinky and vanilla) to choose from.

However, if this combination of darker tropes has your mouth watering, you can head on over to Bellesa.co to read it for FREE.

Read on for a short excerpt from “Little Red” by Rachel Woe.

Julian slides back behind the wheel, and though his appearance remains the same, everything about him is different .

“What’s this,” he says with a playful lilt. “A little thing like you shouldn’t be out here all by herself. Who knows what kind of monsters roam these woods.”

Gooseflesh prickles across Robin’s arms and legs. She feels the urge to pee. Her stomach seizes as she locks eyes with Julian in the rearview mirror. She tucks her chin and opens her eyes china-doll wide. “My daddy was supposed to pick me up.”

Julian turns to study her, the hunger in his gaze even more tangible without the mirror between them. He hasn’t seen this dress before, and judging from the look he’s giving the butterfly buttons, she suspects she won’t be wearing it for long. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Red,” she squeaks, donning the epithet he chose for her on account of the way her breasts flush when she’s aroused.

“How old are you, Red?”

If she says, thirty-seven, the game is over, though they may still fuck. Any number less than ten and there will be no penetration—his limit, not hers. The past few months, her go-to roles have been the perky cheerleader, the barely-legal cam girl, the runaway who’ll do anything for a cheeseburger and a soft place to sleep.

After the week she’s had, what she wants more than anything is to be carefree. You’d be surprised how much a teenager has to keep track of. Homework and extracurriculars, social engagements and the pressure to look, if not perfect, then ironically imperfect.

“Today’s my birthday,” she says in a small voice. “I’m twelve.”

Julian could say she looks older than twelve, in which case he’d be asking her to aim higher. But he knows her well enough to recognize that sometimes she needs to go deeper, darker, lower to the ground.

Some nights she needs to crawl.

“Happy birthday, Red. Why don’t you tell me where you live so I can bring you home?”

She recites her address slowly, stumbling over numbers.

He starts the engine. “Don’t forget your seatbelt.”

Pulling the belt across her chest, Robin deliberately struggles to fit the tongue inside the buckle. Julian chuckles, a bottomless rumble that judders her bones.

He exits the car.

Robin jumps as the rear door springs open. Julian smiles, his bold appraisal making her feel self-conscious. She can tell he’s already imagining how delectable she’ll look on all-fours, how juicy she’ll be once he’s done tenderizing her.

She half expects him to lick his chops.

“Allow me, sweet pea.” He leans in close, his dark chin-length hair brushing her chest as he fits his large hands over her smaller ones.

Robin holds her breath. He connects the seatbelt with a soft click, then squeezes her hands before releasing them.

He pats her knee. “There now. Safe and sound.”

Read the rest of “Little Red” on Bellesa.co

The Sexy Librarian’s Dirty 30, Vol. 3 is LIVE

Dirty30V3CoverThe Sexy Librarian, Rose Caraway, has a brand new catalog of erotic adventures for you to choose from! Including my sexy heist story “In the Rough.”

Come inside, experience the breadth, inspiration, and excitement of superb erotic storytelling. Browse the card catalog. Find the perfect story to suit your mood, with subjects tantalizingly indexxxed to whet your appetite!

Lose yourself in these thirty risqué adventures, loaded with fabulous characters in provocative situations. Get ravished by flirty-frills and sassy petticoats in our hot bodice-ripper romance. Keep it strictly confidential as you fall in love with a dangerous undercover spy. Feel your heart quiver as you lust after two brothers on the lone frontier. The choice is yours in this library of sexy-sharp stories!

Aphoristic and lively, these tales are perfect for a mid-day quickie or an evening kiss before bed. Do you have twenty minutes for a brazenly sexy jewelry heist? Or maybe take that once in a lifetime cruise vacation and discover that mermaids really do exist! You can savor the heat rising in your cheeks as you confess your deepest desires to the town priest, then finish-off your evening with a run in Central Park and stumble upon a house made of…gingerbread?

FEATURING: Ria Restrepo, Janine Ashbless, T.D. Rudolph, Kenzie Mathews, T.C. Mill, Alex Slaine, Lynn Lake, Kendel Davi, Terrance Aldon Shaw, Rachel Woe, Eddie Monotone, Romey Petite, Chase Morgan, Clare London, Silas Bliss, Dr. J., Sommer Marsden, Eliza David, Alegra Verde, Kiki DeLovely, Emma Chaton, M.P. Clifton, Emily L. Byrne, Saskia Walker, Jaap Boekestein. Maxim Jakubowski, Alexa B. Forde, t s cummings, Jaycee Amore, and Janie James.

Available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited

 


Read an excerpt from my erotic story “In the Rough.”

The intruder spun around, his face hidden behind a black ski mask. Vashti backtracked through the doorway. The man moved toward her, pausing to switch off the lights. Her blood pounded in her ears. She ran for the phone, but he caught up to her, pinning her arms to her sides.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” he growled, anchoring her to the desk with his weight. Pens, loupes, and diamond scopes dug into her abdomen. Then she spotted Gorski’s coffee mug.

Flailing her legs, she managed to loosen one arm as he moved to evade her feet. Seizing the mug, she pivoted and pitched it at his temple.

“Fuck!” He ripped the mug from her grasp.

Shifting onto her back, Vashti tore the mask from the man’s head and slapped him hard across the face—

His familiar face.

The well-dressed patron from earlier that evening scowled. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

He withdrew a handful of cable ties from his pocket and hauled her over to Gorski’s chair. In a matter of seconds, he’d secured her wrists and ankles, though she’d manage to knock him back twice in the process.

The man raked a gloved hand through his hair. “What the hell are you still doing here?”

“Inventory.”

“At eleven-thirty?”

“My boss is kind of a dick.” Under different circumstances, Vashti might’ve found this scenario arousing. Now, it was all she could do to keep from dry heaving. “Are you going to hurt me?”

The man avoided eye contact like a window shopper who’d only stopped in to try on something extravagant.

“You’ve seen my face,” he said. “That makes you a liability.”

Fear sank like a stone in Vashti’s stomach. “You’re going to kill me?”

“I don’t know.” He paced around like a caged animal. Vashti had a hunch the man was in over his head.

“Well,” she said, “how would you do it? Stabbing would be messy. Maybe strangulation? A gunshot to the head?”

“Do you see a gun anywhere?”

“No.” She swallowed hard. “And I don’t see a killer either.”

He stopped pacing and came to stand between her knees.

“Want to bet your life on that?” He studied her mouth. “I should’ve gagged you.”

“Why? It’s not like I’m screaming. You want to clean the place out? Fine by me. I couldn’t care less about Gorski’s bottom line. You want assurance that I’m not going to rat you out? Untie me and I’ll help you ransack the place. We can split everything fifty-fifty.”

He cocked the eyebrow that wasn’t glowing from where she’d struck him. “You’re kidding.”

“Look, the security cameras run on an analog system. Once we’re finished, I’ll give you the tape. Consider it leverage. Turning you in would mean incriminating myself.”

Time held its breath. He reached into his jacket pocket and withdrew a large folding knife. Vashti’s throat closed like a fist.

“Eighty-twenty,” he said.

She squinted. “Seventy-thirty.”

He slid the knife beneath her wrist and severed the tie.

Read this story and many others in the Sexy Librarian’s Dirty 30, Vol. 3, available now on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.

Bet You Can’t Have Just One

ChemSexV2Cover It’s finally here!

The official release of Chemical [se]X 2 Just One More. A collection of fourteen lip-smacking tales of smutty goodness that will have you saying Mmm…

So much time and expertise went into this project from every angle, starting with the idea and the writing. to the editing and formatting and even the cover design. Not to mention marketing and promotion!

The ladies behind ChemSexV2 are total BAMFs, and I’m so proud and privileged to be able to call them Sisters.

We’ve all worked very hard to bring you the best collection of erotica that we can whip up. Go ahead. Have a taste.

Buy the ebook on Amazon.com


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My own contribution to the anthology is a tale about two strangers who find themselves in need of release in the right place at the right time.

Tessa, a hotel maid, and Aaron, the younger man staying in one of her rooms, are already attracted to one another when they come across the special truffles.

But with the extra push from sinfully delicious chocolates, all their inhibitions drop away, and what happens next is pure indulgence…


Read what others are saying about Chemical [se]X 2!

 

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Treat yourself! Buy the ebook on Amazon.com today.

“Unconventional Methods” is Now Live on Bellesa.co

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It’s a sad day when we have to bid goodbye to a diverse and sex-positive erotica publisher like Sexy Little Pages. However, with the reversion of rights comes the release of my short, kinky story “Unconventional Methods.”

Originally featured in the anthology Dancing With Myself: Stories of Self-love Erotica, edited by Jillian Boyd, Part One of this story of self-discovery through total submission is now yours to read for FREE on Bellesa.co.

I’ll give you a minute to grab your favorite battery-operated companion before I reintroduce this sexy tale of long-distance dominance and submission.

Read on for an excerpt:

He smiles, his gaze drifting about the screen. “That chemise looks lovely on you, by the way.”

I glance down at the pearlescent silk top and matching shorts. Gone are the tattered tees and flannel pajamas I used to wear to bed. I now have an entire chest of drawers dedicated to undergarments, delicately folded and arranged by color and type. I’ve imagined Daniel running his fingers over the impossibly smooth material before asking the salespeople to wrap each piece carefully for transport. My nipples tighten into points, and I know he can see them. The longing in his gaze is unmistakable.

“Stand so I can look at you,” he says. I set the package on the desk and rise. The fabric caresses my skin as I move. “Turn for me.”

I pivot slowly, careful to keep my outfit within the webcam’s view. Every inch of me is an offering, every word from my mouth an homage. By the time I make it back around, he only has one hand on the desk in front of him.

Tension gathers between my thighs. He smooths his closely cropped beard.

“Now,” he says, “let me see those gorgeous nipples.”

My breath catches. My clit throbs. I want to rub myself but he hasn’t ordered me to, and although we’re an ocean apart and my hands are still my own, I will have to wait because that’s what I’ve agreed to do. I slide the chemise’s delicate straps off my shoulders and draw the garment down below my breasts.

Daniel pins his tongue between his teeth. “Touch them.”

I lift and knead my breasts. My nipples tingle as I flick them gently, drawing a line of pleasure from my breasts straight to my core. I close my eyes and imagine that my hands are Daniel’s. A soft moan floats from my mouth.

“Pinch them,” he says. I squeeze my nipples and flinch at the jolt of pain. He leans toward his laptop screen. “Again. Harder.”

I obey, biting my lips together to stop myself from making noise.

“God, that makes my cock ache,” he says, his eyes half-lidded. I smile. My pain turns him on, and knowing he’s rock-hard and happy turns me on. He sits back in his chair, both hands on the desk. “You may open your present now.”

Frustration and curiosity vie for space inside me. Curiosity wins.

Read Part One of “Unconventional Methods” on Bellesa.co*

*Part Two is now available as well. Click through to access both.

Sisters in Smut: Lessons from the Savvy Author’s Toolkit

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Greetings, my lovelies! I hope you’re all doing well.

There’s been a bit of a setback regarding the release of Chemical [se]X, Vol. 2: Just One More, but rest assured it is on its way!

In the meantime, join me this week on the Sisters in Smut blog for a primer on creating your own promotional images.

And stay tuned because I have a kinky short story coming to Bellesa on March 6th!

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Plot Like a Virgin: The Inward Journey | Sisters in Smut

virginspromisegraphicI have a new post up over on the Sisters in Smut blog about the Virgin’s Promise plot archetype. You’ve heard of the Hero’s Journey? Consider the Virgin the Yin to his Yang, an inward journey of self-discovery as opposed an epic quest for glory.

Let’s talk about stories of personal, spiritual and sexual awakening.