The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 19: 11 Steamingly Hot Erotica Books For Women

by Bray, Kimberly

  Dana shot her a frown, “He flirted like hell, became overwhelming, and you’re trying to tell me that he doesn’t hit on everything that moves?”

  Rose stared at her before leaning forward in anger, “He apparently saw something in you that he liked. I can count the number of girls he’s introduced me to on one hand. Oh, and by the way, I saw interest in his face when he stopped by to talk to us at the apartments. When he’s interested, he flirts… like any normal male. You were flirting too so what’s the problem?”

  Rolling her eyes, Rose fell back on her own bed, leaving Dana to contemplate if she had been too hard on him. Sighing, she sank down onto her pillow but couldn’t stop wondering if she’d just been the worst prude. Confused, she scrunched her eyes shut and whispered, “Rose, are you sure?”

  Her roommate groaned, “He’s my brother and we happen to be pretty damn close. Of course I’m sure! I’ve seen that boy’s heart ripped out by little twerps like you before.”

  Dana winced, “Oh, shit! I’m sorry. I moved here to get away from a smooth jackass after a lengthy on-and-off relationship. I guess I’m still raw from it.”

  Rose swung her legs off the side of the bed, “Everybody fucks up sometimes.” She tapped Dana’s bed with her foot, “But seriously, I can tell he really likes you.”

  Dana sat up and put her head in her hands, “Oh, no! I liked him too and we have a lot in common. I probably fucked up big time.”

  “Well, what are you waiting on? If you like him, go out there and…”

  Dana’s eyes widened, “He probably hates me now. Besides, I don’t jump in bed with…”

  Rose’s eyes rolled dramatically, “You’re obviously attracted to him and him to you. Damn, just talk to him. You’re the only one here that’s mentioned fucking him, right?”

  Dana’s hands flew to her face in embarrassment as she groaned, “Oh, I’m such an idiot!”

  Rose calmly said, “He doesn’t hold grudges. Just go apologize.” She leaned forward and glanced toward the door as her voice dropped, “I’ve never seen him flirt so heavily so fast before. If you’d thrown yourself at him, he would have brushed you off but you don’t need to be so damn cautious. He won’t bite.”

  Dana took a deep breath and nodded, “Okay. You sure he won’t be mad?”

  “He’s a big old teddy bear, trust me.”

  She pulled herself out of bed but spied Rose’s beer. Rose shook her head, “As tiny as you are, you’ll get sick!”

  Making a face, she gritted her teeth and opened the bedroom door to peak into the living room. She didn’t see him anywhere but spotted the wine still on the table. Thinking of searching him out with the wine as an offering, she quickly moved toward it but jumped a mile when she spotted him still lying on the sofa. His gaze shot to her as he swung into a sitting position.

  She raised her hands and shrugged, “I’m sorry. I jumped to conclusions. It’s just…”

  Shaking his head, he interrupted her, “No… I should have realized you were under heightened stress with the fire. I mean…”

  “Can we start over?”

  He patted the sofa while picking up the remote, “Watch a movie? Seriously, this time?”

  She laughed and nodded so he flew through the scenes to start it over but, before he hit play, she put her hand over his, “I left Oregon because of someone. I overreacted with you, okay? I’m sorry.”

  A knowing look flitted over his face, “What did my sister tell you?”

  She laughed and shook her head, “That you don’t fuck around.”

  He cursed as his face reddened but laughed too and added, “I can start.”

  She laughed harder as he pressed play and leaned against him. He didn’t attempt to put his arm around her so she tugged it and asked, “Can we at least cuddle while we watch it?”

  His eyebrows flew up, “Are you trying to hit on me?”

  She grinned and playfully slapped his arm. He sank onto the sofa and pulled her to him. Her shiver made him tighten his arms, “Are you cold?”

  She swallowed hard, not trusting herself to speak so she shook her head. As if her body couldn’t stop moving from that simple shake of head, she wiggled around in his arms. The raw lust on his face was telling enough but his hard cock against her made her breath hitch. Amusement flooded his face, “Yeah, Dana, I want you. I’m a man and you’re a hot little number but…”

  “Chad, just shut up and kiss me.”

  Without another word, his mouth closed over hers. She panted into his cheek, trying to control the raw desire that tore through her but gave up when a moan escaped. Having felt isolated for so long, his arms provided a haven. Her tongue danced over his, tasting wine but receiving another exhilaration that sang through her.

  He dragged his mouth off hers, “Shit, Dana! You’re driving me nuts. If we don’t stop this…”

  “I don’t want you to stop! I want you!”

  He lifted her and carried her to his bed but set her on it with a reserved look, “Are you sure about…?”

  She leapt into his arms, letting her passionate kiss speak instead of words. He broke it to rip his shirt over his head, displaying massive shoulders and chest that made her jaw drop, “Jesus! Is the rest of you…?”

  He laughed, “I’m not ruining it. Come here and find out.”

  Her clothes hit the floor, causing his eyebrows to fly up, “Well, not everything’s tiny on you.”

  Lifting her size-Cs, she grazed his chest with her nipples and landed flat on her back with his mouth on her nipple. She gasped as he skated down her, tugging at her nipples while licking his way to her clit. Her ragged cry split the air as she tugged at his hair, “Come here! I want to feel you in…!”

  She gasped as he rolled her clit with his tongue before lightly nipping with his teeth, sending her over the edge. She grabbed the sheets, “Chad… please!”

  His finger thrust inside her as he pushed his shorts off and bit his way back up to her nipples. She clawed his shoulders, eagerly wiggling under him and begging. His cock raked over her before she reached for him. He pulled her hand up and trapped it beside her, whispering into her neck, “Your pussy is really tight and I am well-hung so, if I hurt you, please tell me.”

  Amusement flitted over his face at her expression of surprise before he guided his cock to her slit. Her eyes widened at his girth before he sank inside, collapsing all her thoughts as her back heaved off the bed.

  He froze but she panted out, “Oh, God… don’t stop!”

  He plunged inside as she twisted under him. Trying to drag air into lungs that were already full as her heels pushed at the covers. He froze again, cursing in her neck, “Shit, you’re fucking tight!”

  She clenched around him as he flexed inside her, begging him to fuck her. His hips curled before he grabbed hers and ground her against him. She gushed on him, queefing as climactic waves sent her mind and body reeling. Pushing her up the bed with each thrust, he cursed again as his cock jerked deep inside her.

  She seized under him, writhing with each pulsed. His mouth slammed onto hers as her body went limp, lifting her to him as he rolled onto his back. Her fingernails bit into his muscular chest as she panted against his cheek, clenching uncontrollably as he pumped into her.

  He broke the kiss and rolled them off the bed, lifting her while still speared on him to carry into the shower. He set her on her feet in the shower, grinning down at her. She rested her forehead on his chest, gazing at his cock before looking up, “Now that’s a fucking fire hose!”

  He laughed and pushed her under the spray, blushing even though a bit of arrogance hit his eyes. After washing, he motioned toward his bed, “You know, my sister snores. You might want to join me.”

  She grinned, “And you don’t snore?”

  He shrugged, “I’m asleep so I have no idea.”

  Her eyes narrowed, “No one has ever complained that you snored?”

  “Dana, I’ve never slept the entire night with a woman.”


  “Nuh-uh!”

  He shook his head, “You’d be my first. You can tell me in morning.”

  Her mouth opened before she snapped it shut, “Okay.”

  After leaving the shower, she snuggled into his arms as he turned the TV on but fell asleep almost immediately. She awoke to the smell of coffee but he wasn’t in bed.

  Staggering into the kitchen and rubbing her eyes, she immediately encountered a grinning Rose, “Do you drink coffee?”

  Dana nodded, “Do you need help with anything? I can make a killer omelet.”

  Chad turned with the coffee cup, “How do you like it… um… your coffee?”

  She quickly took the cup, “Very sweet with lots of creamer.”

  He nodded and handed her his cup, “Try this and tell me what you think.”

  She took a sip, “Wow… that’s good.”

  “Mmm… hmm. Appears that we have even more in common. You say you can cook an omelet. Anything else?”

  Her eyes narrowed, “I avoid toast. Why?”

  Rose slowly turned, pointing the spatula at her brother, “He burns the shit out of toast without even turning the toaster on. What’s your excuse?”

  Dana picked her jaw up from the floor and grinned, “I can burn the house down without turning the toaster on.”

  He laughed, “Dana, you can stay as long as you like.”

  After they settled down to eat, Rose asked if she could use Chad’s car to pick up a duplicate key from the dealership and he nodded. Glancing at her shirt, she asked, “Do you have any of my things left over from my previous stay here?”

  He pointed to the ceiling, “Attic.”

  After they ate, she hurried to the hall and up the stairs only to return shortly with a box and wearing a wide grin, “Dana, I’ve gained a bit of weight since I was living here so a lot of these might fit you instead of me. Do you want to give them a look?”

  She eagerly nodded as Rose pulled an outfit out and darted into their bedroom. Dana pulled out a pair of shorts as Rose reappeared, “I’ll be back shortly.”

  After Rose left, he pulled Dana to him, “Damn, you smell good.”

  She grinned, “It’s your soap.”

  “I’m not talking about the soap.”

  She leisurely leaned back to see the heated look on his face. She slowly kissed him and tried not to squirm in his arms. A rumble went through him as he turned and sat her on the counter, breaking the kiss to say against her mouth, “Girl, you have my head all fucked up.”

  “It’s okay. Same here.”

  His eyebrows flew up, “Really?”

  She nodded, trying to will her blush to go away. His finger caressed her cheek as he studied her face before admitting, “I don’t want to get hurt.”

  She nodded, “Me neither.”

  His eyes dropped to her lips before he gave her a kiss that spoke volumes. Her fingers fisted in his T-shirt while she was prepared to climb right up him. He broke the kiss and said in astonishment, “For a tiny thing, you pack quite a punch!”

  Before they could say more, Rose popped in the door, “I need someone to follow me to the apartments so I can pick up my car.”

  They quickly retrieved Rose’s vehicle before hitting the nearest grocers where both learned they had even more tastes in common. By the time they arrived back at his place, Dana’s head was in the clouds with fantasies that had her stomach tumbling with nerves.

  Every brush of his fingers over hers and heated glance seemed to unbelievably shoot their sexual tension higher until there wasn’t a doubt in her mind that tonight would be hotter than hell in summertime. Rose had even made plans with a friend to ‘go shopping’ after they arrived home but drew Dana aside to tell her, “I’m staying over at a friend’s tonight. You guys need some time without a guest… you get me?”

  Dana giggled as her face reddened, “Yeah. Hey… what did you tell him about what I said to you?”

  She shook her head, “Nothing. We may be close but I wouldn’t do that. His business is his business and the same goes for you.”

  Dana’s eyes widened, “Oh. Okay, thanks.”

  With a knowing glance, Rose called a goodbye over her shoulder and hit the door. As darkness fell, Dana nervously asked, “Do you want me to get those steaks ready?”

  “I have some work to do so let them marinade for a bit in the fridge. I actually volunteer at the fire department. I’m a computer programmer. Want to see something?”

  She eagerly nodded so he led her into his office and pulled up a chair before logging into his computer. She watched as he rapidly worked at finding a glitch and grinned when he barked, “Ah… there it is!”

  He swiftly corrected it, leaving her frowning at the screen before he shrugged, “That’s what I do.”

  Not understanding but impressed anyway by his satisfied demeanor, she asked, “So, you don’t get paid for fighting fires?”

  He shook his head, “I get paid enough through this. I just like fighting fires and they need all the help they can get.”

  “Have you ever thought of becoming a fire fighter?”

  He laughed, “I am a fire fighter. I just volunteer my services. I went through training to be qualified. I chose not to opt for that route. I like computer programming and it’s more lucrative in pay.”

  She nodded as he motioned toward the kitchen, “Those steaks should be good now. Do you know how to fire a propane grill or will you blow my house up?”

  She laughed, “You might want to operate the grill. I’ll grab the meat.”

  A gleam slammed into his eyes as the sexual tension shot up, causing her face to reddened, “…the steaks!”

  He pulled her up with a laugh, “Oh… you can grab any of my meat any time. It’s all good.”

  The minute their throaty tones hit the air, her breath hung and an ache shot straight through her. She grabbed his shirt, “Chad, you’re driving me nuts here.”

  He nodded as a wild look flew over his face and pulled her to him. She scrambled into his arms and forgot all about the steaks. The only hunger she needed to feed was for him. His frantic movements were all the communication she needed.

  Amidst their curses, clothing hit the floor until both were rolling over them. She heaved under him, desperately begging for him but was hell-bent on tasting every inch of him. Since he held the advantage in strength, she writhed under him while helplessly panting as he drove her desire off the charts.

  Crazed and desperate for him, she wailed, “Chad, please! I want to taste…”

  He licked his way from her clit to her nipples, driving into her, “You can taste later! I want your pussy now!”

  She dragged nails down his arm as her body went limp. He cradled her to him and moaned raggedly over her lips, “Damn, Dana, what’d you do to me?”

  She gazed at the emotions flying over his face, “Same thing you did to me! Set my blood on fire!”

  She grabbed his face and kissed him hard, grinding her hips into his as his eyes widened. Shoving a hand into her hair, he groaned in her mouth as his cock jerked inside her. She whimpered as he deepened the kiss while her hips bucked under him.

  He lifted her off the floor and carried her into his bedroom before toppling them both onto the bed. Rising above her but still embedded deep within, he said, “I’ve never asked another woman to move in with me but here goes…”

  “Yes!”

  His jaw dropped while she bit her lip. He took her face in his hands as emotions flitted across his but, seeing his reluctance, she said it first, “Yeah… that ‘L word’ is on the tip of my tongue and I don’t mean ‘like’.”

  He grinned and hugged her to him, “That’s a fucking relief! I’m so glad you’re a fan of lasagna too!”

  She slapped his back, giggling as he rumbled with laughter. He lifted her off the bed and, while walking to the shower, said, “I’m a wimp at heart when it comes to that word.”

  She whispered, “I love you,” over his lips, causing a wide smile to appear but he
responded, “Ditto.”

  Her eyes narrowed, “You’ve never said that to anyone, have you?”

  “Sure I have. My family.”

  She rolled her eyes but he grew serious, “We just need to slow down a bit here. Give me today. We’ll have lasagna tomorrow.”

  She laughed but nodded, realizing by his expression that he felt the same but was really too scared to say the words.

  After they showered and ate steaks, they tumbled back into bed where she announced, “It’s my turn to drive you over the edge.”