Best Lesbian Erotica of the Year, Volume 1
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You lick her through it until she stops shaking and pushes you lightly away as a sign to stop, and finally you remember to breathe. Deep inhale, shaky exhale, followed by a laugh. Your knees are chaffed, your inner thighs feel wet, and her come is ticklish on your chin, but you’ve never been happier.
“Come here,” she begs, and bends over to kiss you. You’re both this close to ending up kneeling on the floor in her hallway and just fucking each other silly right then and there, and while on any other night this will be a perfectly acceptable option, tonight it’s just been a detour. So with some reluctance and a sigh into her mouth, you pull yourself together and stand up again. She pulls you into a hug first, and another kiss, before taking you into the bedroom; what do you know, you’d knelt between her legs just next to the bedroom door.
It’s not a big room, not that you get to take much of it in; she doesn’t so much show you in as tug you inside and throw you on her bed.
“Listen, you’re not the only one who’s missed this,” she tells you in lieu of explanation, and gets you naked. Her hands pull both your jeans and underwear down in one go, together with your shoes. She’s still very efficient, and you’re still incredibly turned on by this part, by how quickly she’ll get you naked.
You shift backward until your head’s on her pillows, and she climbs in bed with you after taking her skirt off and being left naked, at last. You still have your shirt and bra on, but apparently she’s decided that fair is fair and you get to take those off yourself if you want them off. What you really want, though, is her mouth on you, so you spread your legs.
“Look at you,” she murmurs, and she touches you. She spreads your folds with two clever fingers, and reaches up to give you a taste of yourself. You suck on her fingers without breaking eye contact, turned on beyond the ability to tease. She pulls her fingers out and leans over you, naked and gorgeous and all yours again. “What?” she asks you, soft and teasing.
“What do you want? Hmm?” Her hand moves back between your legs, and she fills you—fuck, she fills you up, two fingers in two slick thrusts, and you nearly come just like that. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” you manage to get out, shaky and breathless, grabbing for her as best you can; you touch her cheek, her hair, her breast, her hip. She’s hyper-focused now, because she doesn’t even shiver when you grab her ass, she just curls her fingers inside you slowly and with deadly precision, and you shake. You also curse, something filthy and foul, soft, but not inaudible. It makes her laugh (you want that, you do), but it also makes her pull her fingers out and then push them in with a slap of flesh against flesh. You curse again.
“Come again?” she teases.
“I’m trying,” you grit out, and laugh because it’s easier than begging and easier than riding her fingers right now. Mostly because she pulls them out of you again and sucks them clean, and all you’re left with is laughter and watching her like she’s a sunrise.
She leans over you and kisses you very softly, and you shiver under her. “Shh, baby, I’ve got you now.” Then she moves, your generous tease, not a devil in disguise but the most perfect woman you’ve ever met. She moves between your legs, and hooks your right knee over her shoulder and licks you open.
You arch from that first lick, and grab at her bedsheets while she kisses you again, openmouthed and purposefully dirty, because she remembers you like it like that; you love hearing how wet you are when she eats you out. She sucks, she kisses and licks, she teases and then nips, she makes you climb and climb until you’re on the crest of it, at the very edge. Then, “Want it?”
“Yes!” you scream, you beg, you grab for her hair and move her closer, and she gets you coming with nothing more than a few soft licks.
You’d resent how easy that was, if not for having missed it so.
Besides, by the time you finally come down from the first climax, you’re too pleased and full to resent anything. Not even the fact that she keeps licking you.
“Can you still go all night?” she asks between kisses, not moving from between your legs. You glance down at her, feeling wrung out for now, and let out a little laugh. She’s rocking her hips against the mattress.
“Can you?” you ask her right back.
As an answer, she sucks on your slick pussy lips until you let your head drop back again, and let go. She pulls you over the edge one more time in a matter of seconds, not that you were counting. This time, you come with her name on your lips instead of a breathless gasp, and it’s satisfying down to the marrow of your bones.
Honestly, you know she could stay there for hours until you were worn out from it, but you want her more than just like this tonight, so you eventually pull her up. As soon as you kiss her again, as soon as she presses her naked body against yours, you forget about every potential plan and just settle into relishing it. The touch, the warmth, the taste and feel of her; it makes you feel just a little complete, and you’re too drunk in love right now to be scared of it.
It leaves you both a little breathless, because she breaks the kiss eventually to rest on top of you, and you go on for minutes just holding each other in silence. There will be time to talk, later. There will be time to plan, time to figure out how to never lose this again.
For now, you only want to get to know her again.
You roll her gently on her back and kiss her lips very lightly, before pulling yourself together and getting up. “I’ll go get the wine,” you let her know, and go back to the living room for the glasses and the bottle. When you get back into the bedroom, you find her sprawled in bed under the covers, looking satisfied and happy, and you’re filled with a feeling of belonging. Of coming back home.
She pulls the covers back and pats the spot next to her, and you join her, just like that. There will be a time for losing the rest of your clothes later, too. For now, you’re going to bask.
It’s the best choice you’ve made in a while.
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
VALERIE ALEXANDER lives in Los Angeles. Her work has been previously published in Best of Best Women’s Erotica, The Big Book of Domination, Best Lesbian Erotica and other anthologies.
EVEY BRETT (eveybrett.wordpress.com) lives in the Arizona desert with two cats and a Lipizzan mare and enjoys hiking national parks to discover bits of local history to use in her stories. She’s also been published in Best Gay Erotica of the Year and Best Women’s Erotica 2015.
GEONN CANNON is the author of over thirty novels, including Gemini and the Golden Crown Literary Society Best Novel Award winner, Dogs of War, as well as Trafalgar & Boone, which was named to Kirkus Reviews’ Best Books of 2015. Geonn lives in Oklahoma.
VANESSA DE SADE is a forty-something full-figure gal who writes about real women exploring the darker regions of sexuality. She is the author of two novels and the solo story collections Fur, Black & White Movies, Nude Shots, In the Forests of the Night and Tales from a Tangled Bush.
TAYLOR C. DUNNE is a New York-based writer and artistic dilettante who plays well with both cats and dogs.
UK based CAMILLE DUVALL's career in drama development inspired her to work on projects that challenge the lack of credible lesbian characters in film and on TV. Initially writing short stories as gifts for her partner, Camille has been encouraged to widen her audience.
V. FLORIAN is a Swedish writer who has published three novellas, including När temperaturen stiger, in the Queerlequin series by publisher Genusredaktôrerna, and enjoys the borders that can be crossed in anonymity.
With stories in more than forty anthologies, TAMSIN FLOWERS (tamsinflowers.com) has probably been writing erotica for far too long, but she isn’t going to stop. Having completed her yearlong Alchemy xii BDSM novella series, she’s now turning her attention to a new novel of a dark and twisty hue.
SACCHI GREEN (sacchi-green.blogspot.com) has published stories in a hip-high stack of erotica anthologies, including She Who Must Be Obeyed and eight volumes of Best Lesbian Erotica, and edited a dozen a
nthologies, among them Best Lesbian Erotica 20th Anniversary Edition and Lambda Award winners Lesbian Cowboys and Wild Girls, Wild Nights.
ELNA HOLST writes lesbian erotica and romance, reads Tolstoy and plays contract bridge. Her effusions have appeared in The New Urge Reader 2 (Black Scat Books), Pure Lust (Black Scat Review #14) and From Top to Bottom (Ladylit Publishing).
DEB JANNERSON (deborahjannerson.com)is a New Orleans-based poet and novelist. Her book of poetry, Rabbit Rabbit, was published by Finishing Line Press in 2016. Her work has appeared in Best Lesbian Erotica 2015, My Gay New Orleans and over a dozen magazines.
ROXY KATT is a Canadian who writes lesbian and phallogyne erotica (a term she prefers to “futa” or “shemale”) and specializes in stories of comical humiliation. The dominant fetish elements in her work include leather, rubber and armor.
J. BELLE LAMB holds an MFA in poetry. She lives on an island in the Pacific Northwest. Her story “Serious Swimmer” recently appeared in the anthology From Top to Bottom: Lesbian Stories of Dominance and Submission. She’s active in her local kink scene and always easily distracted by hot women.
ANNABETH LEONG (Twitter@AnnabethLeong) is frequently confused about her sexuality but enjoys searching for answers. She is the author of the butch-femme BDSM novella Heated Leather Lover, and the editor of Maker Sex: Erotic Stories of Geeks, Hackers, and DIY Projects.
SAMANTHA LUCE lives in the Mosquito state, aka Florida. She works in law enforcement. In her spare time, she writes fan fiction, reads whatever she can get her hands on and is currently at work on a lesbian thriller featuring a kick-ass FDLE agent and a sexy deputy sheriff.
MEGAN MCFERREN (Twitter@inarcadiamegan) is a New York-based writer who loves pushing boundaries and exploring queer relationships, especially those set long ago and far away. She spends her days working in Internet security and her nights writing torrid stories.
P. A. NOX finds an active imagination and some spare time make for a lot more erotica short stories than anyone would eagerly admit to having written during brunch with friends. But everyone has their secrets, and some are meant to be shared. This is just the beginning.
RADCLYFFE is the author of over fifty lesbian romances and dozens of short stories and has edited numerous anthologies. She is a multi-Lambda Literary Award winner and recipient of the 2014 Dr. James Duggins Outstanding Mid-Career Novelist Prize from the Lambda Literary Foundation.
ABOUT THE EDITOR
D. L. KING (dlkingerotica.blogspot.com) has a tiny, postage stamp-sized garden where she likes to entertain friends with tasty barbecue and all manner of libation. She lives with a literary-minded cat who begs for treats from about 8:00 P.M. on, except when her mistress is working at the computer. While other cats like to sit on keyboards and sleaze their way in front of your monitor, Bat Girl knows how important the work of writing and editing is and refuses to bother her during those times. (No, really, it’s true.) She must be a very patient cat as D. L. is almost always at the computer. D. L. King is the editor of thirteen anthologies, including a Lambda Literary Award winner, The Harder She Comes: Butch/Femme Erotica, a Lambda Literary Award finalist, Where the Girls Are: Urban Lesbian Erotica and four Independent Publisher medalists, Carnal Machines: Steam-punk Erotica; The Harder She Comes: Butch/Femme Erotica; Under Her Thumb: Erotic Stories of Female Domination and The Big Book of Domination: Erotic Fantasies. Her short stories have been published in close to a hundred anthologies, including six volumes of Best Lesbian Erotica, as well as titles such as Say Please: Lesbian BDSM Erotica; Girl Crazy: Coming Out Erotica; Girl Fever: 69 Stories of Sudden Sex for Lesbians; Girls Who Score: Hot Lesbian Erotica and Appetites: Tales of Lesbian Lust. D. L. King is also the editor of She Who Must Be Obeyed: Femme Dominant Lesbian Erotica; Slave Girls: Erotic Stories of Submission; Seductress: Erotic Tales of Immortal Desire; The Sweetest Kiss: Ravishing Vampire Erotica; Spanka-licious: Adventures in Spanking; Spank and Voyeur Eyes Only. She is the author of the novellas Stubborn as a Bull, A Scarlet Christmas, and The Marrying Kind, a collection of short stories, Her Wish is Your Command: 21 Erotic Fem Dom Stories and two novels, The Melinoe Project and The Art of Melinoe.