Amelia James was interviewed for Inside the Author’s Mind in September of last year, and I’m proud to highlight her new erotic short story collection, Her Twisted Pleasures. It releases TODAY!
She gave me two excerpts I could use – Behind door #1 was the PG 13 version. Door #2 hid the R, NSFW, 18+, naughty naughty version.
Guess which one I chose? Find out below.
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Amelia James started reading steamy romance novels in junior high, but her mom took them away from her, so she started daydreaming instead. After she got married, she wrote some of her naughtier daydreams down and sent them to Playgirl magazine. Two of them got published. She kept daydreaming and writing stories until her dirty stories turned into trashy books.
She lives in Colorado, but she’ll always be a loyal Wisconsin Cheesehead. When she’s not lusting after her next bad boy hero, she looks for inspiration in sci-fi and action movies, football players, bloodsucking lawyers, muscle cars, and kick-butt chicks.
His hand came off my neck, and he wrapped his arms around me, crushing me against him. I grabbed his hair and forced his mouth to mine, feeding the darkness possessing us…. Submission, yes! Not giving up control but having it taken from me. This… this was why I needed Alex. Will was too nice; he would never abuse me like this. But Alex…mmm…Alex had no such qualms. “What have you done to me?”
Talia indulges her sexual pleasures, turning her life into a twisted mess. Sleeping with Alex is dangerous and reckless. She craves that excitement. Loving Will is comforting and safe. She needs that stability. Why can’t she get everything she wants from one man?
Will has everything under control. Watching his girlfriend flirt with his best friend fuels his lust for her. He loves Talia; he trusts Alex. It’s all good as long as he makes the rules.
Alex doesn’t give a damn about rules. He knows how to play with fire without getting burned. It’s just sex with Talia. No emotions means no attachments. That’s one rule he won’t break.
Sometimes dirty little secrets are more dirty than secret….
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Excerpt behind Door #2 (Yes, the naughty naughty version)
~ from Her Twisted Pleasures‘ first story, “A Good Slut”
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“I had the weirdest dream.” I snuggled closer to him, feeling his heart beat steady under my cheek.
His hand slipped between my thighs. I was still wet. “Was it about him?”
His heart beat faster against my side. “Be a good slut and tell me about it.” He smiled. “Don’t leave anything out.”
The glimmer in his eyes made me wonder what he was hoping for. Alex had invaded my sleep before—even hotter than this one. Will liked hearing all the dirty details. Strange, but if it turned him on, what was the harm in telling him? Still, I never said Alex’s name.
“I got up for a drink and he was in the kitchen.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes, but he wasn’t. He pinned me against the wall and fucked me.”
“Mmm… did you like fucking another guy?” The hand between my legs probed my wet flesh, and his fingers slipped inside me.
“Yeah.” I smiled and sweat sprinkled my skin.
Will understood, like no one else ever had, my need for variety. I’d never been with anyone as long as I’d been with Will because… well, they soon bored me. He gave me free rein to flirt with anyone. I tried hard not to cross the line, but he never got mad, never showed any emotion at all.
Sometimes, he seemed to like it.
I dragged my mouth up his neck and flicked my tongue in his ear. “He made me come.” I smiled on his hot skin, knowing my dream orgasms would make him hard.
He groaned and draped my thigh over his hips, grinding his cock against my mound. “How many times?”
“Um….” I stalled, teasing him. “Twice.”
He kissed me, fucking my mouth with his tongue. “Was he fucking you both times?”
“No. The first time he was fingering my button.”
His amused smile told me he liked my silly words for my girl parts. “And he fucked you after that?” He teased my pink flesh with his cock.
I gnawed my lip and buried my face against his shoulder, nipping it. “Yes.”
“That’s my girl.” His cock slid inside me as his big hand cupped my ass and held my body against his.
My fingers tangled in Will’s long hair and I kissed him, moaning into his mouth and trying not to remember how Alex’s cock had felt in my dream. Would it feel that good in real life? No—don’t go there.
Then I remembered something else—a new element in my dreams. What would Will think if he knew he was in it too? “You were watching us.”