Teach Me How to Shave (Lesbian Erotica)

BESTSELLING & AWARD-WINNING AUTHOR SELENA KITT
HALF A MILLION NAUGHTY BOOKS SOLD IN 2011
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Ronnie--or as Mrs. Baumgartner insists on calling her, Veronica--has been babysitting for the Baumgartners since she was fifteen years old and has practically become another member of the family. Now a college freshman, Ronnie jumps at the chance to work on her tan in the Florida Keys with "Doc" and "Mrs. B" under the pretense of babysitting the kids. Ronnie isn't the only one with ulterior motives, though, and she discovers that the Baumgartners have wayward plans for their young babysitter. This wicked hot sun and sand coming of age story will seduce you as quickly as the Baumgartners seduce innocent Ronnie and leave everyone yearning for more!

Warnings: This title contains sand, sun, micro-bikinis, graphic language, seriously erotic erotica, lesbian sex, anal sex, sex toys, a MFF menage a trois (threesome) between an older couple and their teen babysitter that may set your Kindle on fire (or your print pages if you haven't yet been Kindle-assimilated) and a coming-of-age fantasy that will rock your world.

IF YOU LIKED BABYSITTING THE BAUMGARTNERS,
you may want to have more fun with this family!

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EXCERPT:

"Now, I'm hungry." His voice was low as he kissed his way back down my neck, lifting my t-shirt, and I let him pull it off over my head.

"God you're something." He looked at me for a moment, shaking his head a little and smiling. The he grabbed my bottom and lifted me, squealing, to the opposite counter, setting me up on it.

"What are you doing?" I smiled, my eyes dipping down past the top elastic band of his boxer-briefs and seeing the bulge there. It made something in my belly tighten.

"I told you." He sank to his knees on the tile in front of me. "I'm hungry."

"Doc..." My hand moved through his hair as his palms spread my thighs. "We can't--"
He pulled me forward, hooking my legs over his shoulders, breathing me in.

"Spread it for me." His breath was hot against my mound. Biting my lip, I did as I was told, reaching down and opening my lips with two fingers. He made an "mmm" sound and looked up at me.

"Show me," he said. "Play with your pussy."

I slipped my finger over to my clit, rubbing it a little, pressing the hood up and down, back and forth. It was only a few moments before everything there began to tingle and I was making a soft "mmm" sound, too.

"Do you finger yourself?" His eyes following the path of my fingers through my lips and back up to my clit.

"Sometimes." I put my feet up on his shoulders, giving him a better view and spreading myself really wide. He groaned as he watched me slide a finger into my pussy, and then another, moving them slowly in and out and using my thumb against my clit.

"Talented girl," he murmured. I saw his shoulder and arm muscles moving and knew that he was rubbing his cock. When I slid my fingers out and back up to my clit, he grabbed my wrist, sucking the juices off.

"My turn." He licked my swollen lips, up one side, then the other, teasing me at the top of the cleft, pulling on the skin with his tongue but not touching my clit.

I slid my hands over my breasts, my nipples so hard they felt hot under my fingers as I rolled and tugged on them, sending sweet waves of extra pleasure down to the spot that Doc was licking with his tongue. He moved it around and around at first--fat, lazy circles that made me moan and press my feet into his shoulders.

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RELATED TITLES: Temptation, Confession - sequels to Under Mr. Nolan's Bed

Leah and Erica have been best friends and have gone to the same Catholic school since just about forever. Leah spends so much time with the Nolans--just Erica and her handsome father now, since Erica's mother died--that she's practically part of the family. When the girls find
something naughty under Mr. Nolan's bed, their strict, repressive upbringing makes it all the more exciting as they begin their sexual experimentation. Leah's exploration presses deeper, and eventually she finds herself in love for the first time, torn between her best friend and her best friend's father.

NOTE TO READERS: This story appeared in another, now rather infamous book of mine (UNDER MR. NOLAN'S BED). This tale is a slightly less naughty, but no less sexy re-telling of those events--updated and redressed for your reading pleasure with an ending that may leave you a little more satisfied.

Warnings: This title contains erotic situations, lesbian sex, sex toys, and also makes mention of pornography, salmon, amusement parks, chocolate covered strawberries, brownies (as well as girl scouts), plaid skirts, naughty uses for confessionals and some sacrilegious humor.

EXCERPT:

"I saw you, Mr. Nolan."

His jaw dropped and he looked at me, incredulous. "Saw me?"

"The night you came into the bathroom. Do you remember that?"

Glancing at him, I saw him nod, his face pale again.

"I watched you," I admitted, my voice almost a whisper. "Touching yourself."

"Oh Christ," he whispered, closing his eyes.

"I can't stop thinking about it," I confessed. "Seeing you stroking yourself while you watched that man on the screen fuck those two girls..."

His eyes met mine, and I saw the shock in them at my language, but there was something else too, that wasn't just shock. I'd seen it before, in the kitchen when he'd looked up my skirt, and a moment ago too, when he'd walked in and caught me masturbating.

"I can't stop thinking about you," I whispered, moving my hand up his thigh, high enough to feel that he was hard. I was encouraged by that, and the alcohol made me feel more free, like I'd drunk some liquid courage.

"Leah, I know this kind of thing can be confusing." He took my hand and put it in my lap with a shaky sigh.

"I'm not confused," I insisted, sliding down to the floor and kneeling between his legs. He shook his head, but I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek against his crotch and nuzzling there.

"Oh hell," he whispered, and I felt his hand moving in my hair, the lightest of touches.

"Please," I murmured, turning my face, so my mouth moved over the hard length of him in his trousers. "I want to."

I had him unzipped quickly, reaching in to find him, looking up into his eyes. He was dazed, startled, even a little horrified, but there was something underneath that, and whatever it was kept him from stopping me. He didn't say no as I freed his cock and took it into my hand.

She is one woman he should never touch…

Sole Regret’s enigmatic vocalist, Jacob “Shade” Silverton, is a consummate womanizer, but even he knows better than to get involved with one special woman from his past. Mixing friendship and pleasure can only lead to a broken heart, and he’s suffered enough heartache to swear off relationships for a lifetime.

He is one man she has always desired…

Amanda Lange knows all about Shade’s naughty reputation, but that doesn’t stop her from wanting to dive into the gorgeous rock star’s arms and his bed. She convinces herself that one night of passion won’t complicate their friendship, but can she convince him of that?

They’re both playing with fire.

Neither of them realized how far one kiss would take them. As the flames of their passion ignite with the intensity of an inferno, will either of them escape the experience without being burned or will both be branded fool enough to take a chance on a relationship that was marked for ruin before it even began?

Praise for Backstage Pass:

"Olivia Cunning's erotic romance debut is phenomenal."
-Love Romance Passion

"A sizzling mix of sex, love, and rock 'n' roll...The characters are irresistible. Can't wait for the second book!"
-DforDarla's Definite Reads, 5 Stars

"These guys are so sensual, sexual, and yummy. This series...will give readers another wild ride..."
-Night Owl Romance, 5/5 Stars, Reviewer Top Pick

From award-winning author Opal Carew, whose books regularly appear in Amazon's Top 100 Erotic bestsellers list. This story also hit #15 on Barnes & Noble's overall bestsellers list.

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Hot steamy dreams...a sexy stranger...and his two brothers... all add up to an erotic adventure she'll never forget.

Lori's erotic dreams about a hot hard stranger are hitting fever pitch. She needs way more than eye contact and a smile across a crowded subway station. An instant connection sizzled between them and now Lori, who's never believed in love at first sight, is its helpless victim.

When Lori goes to her best friend's cabin for the weekend to spend time with Marie, her new husband and his brothers, she's surprised to wind up face-to-face with her fantasy stranger. He clearly wants to act on the incredible attraction between them. The heat builds and they wind up in the hot tub, totally caught up in their passion.

They are interrupted - by one of his brothers - and Lori soon finds herself in the middle of two sexy, handsome men, both bringing her to ecstatic heights. She didn't think things could get any better, until another interruption - by yet another brother - has her blushing with embarrassment, as well as passion.

Now Lori is experiencing her wildest fantasy yet, three ultra-sexy men at the same time. But she wants more than an erotic dream brought to life. Because she's in love. But can her sexy stranger return her love?

Note: This red-hot short story has steamy sex, including ménage a trois, foursomes, and group sex. Consider yourself warned!

Length: 8,000 words

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The climax began, then twitched and slipped away. Lori groaned and her eyelids flicked open. She was on the lounge chair by Marie’s pool. A rustling of cloth grabbed her attention.

“Marie?” she murmred.

Marie isn’t here.”

“Drake?” Slowly, she lifted her head.

“You were calling out in your sleep.”

“Was I?” Her stomach twisted. What had he heard?

She pushed herself to a sitting position and his gray eyes darkened to smoldering charcoal. Oh, God. She glanced down to see her naked breasts on display, nipples at full attention. She’d forgotten about her loose top.

She scrambled to grab it.

“Please don’t.” He licked his lips, his gaze caressing her breasts.

She stared at him, mesmerized by the look of compelling desire in his eyes.

“You’re so beautiful like that.”

He stood up and approached her. She sat frozen as he reached for her; pulling her to her feet and into his arms. Her breasts pressed against his hard-muscled chest, the sprinkling of dark curls prickling against her nipples. He claimed her mouth with a wild hunger, stirring her own desperate craving. She pushed her tongue between his lips, tasting mint. He groaned, then twirled his tongue against hers, the two twining like frenzied tango dancers.

Was this Craig, Drake’s identical twin brother, or had that just been a dream? His hands stroked over her bare back, then cupped her bottom. It had to be. She couldn’t stand the torture of having to push him away. This had to be Craig.

But what if it was Drake? She should ask him, make sure—

He pulled her pelvis tight against his straining erection and her vagina ached painfully with need. Sane thought slipped away. His hands slipped around her waist and he lifted her. She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her, her eyes closed as their mouths moved together. They shifted downward and she felt hot water on her legs. The steps of the hot tub.

He settled her on the edge of the tub, the tumbled stone warm against her buttocks.

“God, you’re a beautiful woman.” He stripped off her bathing suit bottom and eased her legs open. One hand caressed her thigh as the other slid over her breast, fondling it. He lapped at the other nipple with his tongue and she gasped at the erotic feeling. A feeling she’d been craving forever.

When literature student Anastasia Steele goes to interview young entrepreneur Christian Grey, she encounters a man who is beautiful, brilliant, and intimidating. The unworldly, innocent Ana is startled to realize she wants this man and, despite his enigmatic reserve, finds she is desperate to get close to him. Unable to resist Ana’s quiet beauty, wit, and independent spirit, Grey admits he wants her, too—but on his own terms.
 
Shocked yet thrilled by Grey’s singular erotic tastes, Ana hesitates. For all the trappings of success—his multinational businesses, his vast wealth, his loving family—Grey is a man tormented by demons and consumed by the need to control. When the couple embarks on a daring, passionately physical affair, Ana discovers Christian Grey’s secrets and explores her own dark desires.

Erotic, amusing, and deeply moving, the Fifty Shades Trilogy is a tale that will obsess you, possess you, and stay with you forever.

This book is intended for mature audiences.