Oral Expressions
Published April 23, 2010 by Cobblestone
ISBN13 9781600884955
Trey Cano has never called a 900 number in his life but after his friends from the bachelor party decide to bail, he decides to call her. What starts off as a courtesy call turns into a wild fantasy sparked by a woman he's never seen, but her voice drives him wild.
Elle Dupree has a dirty little secret no one in the firm knows, she works a phone sex girl in the evenings. One night she receives a call from a man named Beck. It's too bad the man she wants isn't the one talking dirty, or is he?
Surfing the web during the mother of all disasters of a football game and came across this little gem. This smoldering, liquid fire hot little short that was nearly too much to handle.
Trey is hosting a bachelor party for his best friend. No strippers though. The bride wouldn't approve. So the guys get him the next best thing, an hour with a phone sex operator. Unfortunately the guy's a sweetheart and declines that as well. The rest of the group all have women so no need to spend money on a voice when they've got a willing woman at home.
Trey decides to dial her anyway, let her know the plans have changed and apologize since she's obviously counting on the money she would have made from the call. But then her voice comes across the line and the man is hooked, line and sinker.
And oh my damn. It gets goooood!
And I not on the norm with phone sex in my books whatsoever. The last, and only, I even remember was in To Tempt A Wolf by Colette Denee. Insanely good book by the way.
“Have you ever talked dirty to a woman?”
“Of course, but she’s usually in bed with me and not on the phone.”
“But I am there with you. Just close your eyes, imagine me there in your bed, and tell me all the things you want to do to me, and I’ll tell you what I want to do you.”
A million scenarios flashed through his mind. They raced by so fast he couldn’t focus on just one. He closed his eyes.
“Beck?”
Elle stood in the center of his bedroom, bathed in soft lighting, wearing his favorite blue dress shirt. Her dark, honey‐colored hair, shimmering with golden highlights, was unbound and flowing free. Missing were the reading glasses she wore at work, leaving her emerald‐green eyes open for exploration. High cheekbones and pouty lips scrubbed clean of makeup gave her just a touch of an innocent look. The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up to her wrists and the hem draped to mid thigh, giving him an inviting look at a vast expanse of tanned, shapely legs. She was beautiful.
He kept his eyes closed, visualizing with perfect mental clarity. He stared often enough at Elle to commit her pouty lips to memory. “Sorry, usually I’m a bit more active when I talk dirty.” The sight of her made his groin tighten.
She padded barefoot across the hardwood floor and stopped at the foot of the bed.
“How active?”
He swallowed hard. “I’m usually fucking the woman when I start.”
“Of course, but she’s usually in bed with me and not on the phone.”
“But I am there with you. Just close your eyes, imagine me there in your bed, and tell me all the things you want to do to me, and I’ll tell you what I want to do you.”
A million scenarios flashed through his mind. They raced by so fast he couldn’t focus on just one. He closed his eyes.
“Beck?”
Elle stood in the center of his bedroom, bathed in soft lighting, wearing his favorite blue dress shirt. Her dark, honey‐colored hair, shimmering with golden highlights, was unbound and flowing free. Missing were the reading glasses she wore at work, leaving her emerald‐green eyes open for exploration. High cheekbones and pouty lips scrubbed clean of makeup gave her just a touch of an innocent look. The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up to her wrists and the hem draped to mid thigh, giving him an inviting look at a vast expanse of tanned, shapely legs. She was beautiful.
He kept his eyes closed, visualizing with perfect mental clarity. He stared often enough at Elle to commit her pouty lips to memory. “Sorry, usually I’m a bit more active when I talk dirty.” The sight of her made his groin tighten.
She padded barefoot across the hardwood floor and stopped at the foot of the bed.
“How active?”
He swallowed hard. “I’m usually fucking the woman when I start.”
It is highly overpriced at $3.99 for a 10,000 words story but oh so worth it! I will say that I found Belle's (Elle)dirty talk on the vulgar side while Breck's (Trey) was far more sensual. Then again, it isn't so much what they say, as it is what they imagine.
To read an excerpt, which includes the setting that leads up to the excerpt above, visit All Romance Ebooks.
5 comments:
This one looks intresting, I may have to give it a try.
It was a lot better than I expected. Just wish it would have kept going. And going. And going. =)
It was a quickie for sure! lol!
Didn't take me long. Heh..Quick and interesting to say the least. The last bit was definitely smokin!!
Thanks for it, B! *hugs*
I really liked Trey. He was such an innocent hottie. =)
lol. if that's not an oxymoron i dunno what is...heh..
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