| Author: | Vivian London | ISBN: | 9781476273846 |
| Publisher: | Vivian London | Publication: | July 20, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Vivian London |
| ISBN: | 9781476273846 |
| Publisher: | Vivian London |
| Publication: | July 20, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Sadie hasn't been able to stop thinking about her passionate encounter with Devon (known as Z-034) and his sexy, dextrous tentacles. She's desperate to see him again, and when the head of security asks her to be the night watch for Sector Z once more, she's more than happy to oblige. Lucky for her, Devon has been eagerly anticipating her return, and decides to have his way with her while fulfilling her fantasies!
Warning: this 3500+ word sexy short contains tentacles, lusty lab assistants and graphic sexual scenes. May be too hot to handle!
Excerpt:
I tried not to think about him, at least not while at work, but my mind would wander, and suddenly I’d be thinking about warm, olive-coloured skin, dark eyes, soft blonde hair—and those tentacles. My face would heat up, and I would get wet just thinking about them, curling over my skin, spreading my legs and pressing so insistently into my most secret places. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to touch myself right there at my desk, the risk of getting caught was far too great. But at night, I’d think about Devon again, moaning his name in the comfortable privacy of my own bed.
It just wasn’t the same.
Sadie hasn't been able to stop thinking about her passionate encounter with Devon (known as Z-034) and his sexy, dextrous tentacles. She's desperate to see him again, and when the head of security asks her to be the night watch for Sector Z once more, she's more than happy to oblige. Lucky for her, Devon has been eagerly anticipating her return, and decides to have his way with her while fulfilling her fantasies!
Warning: this 3500+ word sexy short contains tentacles, lusty lab assistants and graphic sexual scenes. May be too hot to handle!
Excerpt:
I tried not to think about him, at least not while at work, but my mind would wander, and suddenly I’d be thinking about warm, olive-coloured skin, dark eyes, soft blonde hair—and those tentacles. My face would heat up, and I would get wet just thinking about them, curling over my skin, spreading my legs and pressing so insistently into my most secret places. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to touch myself right there at my desk, the risk of getting caught was far too great. But at night, I’d think about Devon again, moaning his name in the comfortable privacy of my own bed.
It just wasn’t the same.
