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7 Days of Seduction

Author(s): Jenna Jaxon

Ashley Thompson had a wild time at her party last Friday night. Maybe too wild. She wakes to find a video of her in the middle of a ménage a trois with her ex-boyfriend and a gorgeous stranger. Unable to remember anything about the night, other than the hot sex she sees on the computer screen, Ashley begins a search for Mr. Hunk. She has no luck until he unexpectedly shows up–in her shower.

Hunter Hopewell intends to introduce Ash to a variety of sexual experiences he finds fun and exciting. He proposes a weeklong series of “colorful” encounters designed to seduce Ashley out of her kink comfort zone.

As their week of escalating pleasure intensifies, Ashley must choose to let go of her inhibitions or risk losing the best damn lover she’s ever had.

Explicit sex, manage a trois, anal play, sex film, oral sex, intercourse, love, romance, hea

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Excerpt

The bathroom door opened and closed. Her hands froze.

"Damn it, Sam. Why is it every time I take a shower you have to pee? Couldn't you just hold it for once? Or pee in a cup, for God's sake?"

"I'm not Sam. And I don't have to pee."

Ashley's eyes popped open and the bottle of body wash hit the tub with a loud thunk. The husky voice she'd heard on yesterday's video and in this morning's dream was richer in person. Sexier. Her heart took off like a deer after a shotgun blast. She peered at the shower door, seeing only a shadowy figure through the opaque glass. Well thank, God, for that. He couldn't see her either.

"Hello? Are you there, Ash?" The amusement in his tone brought her back to earth.

"Yeah, I'm here. And just who the hell are you?"

"I'm Hunter Hopewell. Sorry we didn't really get introduced the other night."

"No shit." Damn. The all-important name meant nothing. The spray from the shower roared in her ears and Ashley took a step toward the shower door.

"So who are you? I mean, you say Hunter Hopewell, but I don't know you. And you know me."

"Yes, I do. I've never met you, but I've been interested in you for a while now."

Despite the hot water, chills raced over her body, standing her hair on end. Oh, my God. A stalker. I've attracted a stalker. And I'm shut in a bathroom with him. Suddenly, she couldn't breathe.

"You work over in English at the university." He knew where she worked. "And I've seen you around the campus." He'd been watching her.

She wrapped her arms around her chest, shielding her body as best she could. Maybe Sam would come in. "You're a beautiful girl, Ashley. With lots of potential."

Potential for what? Needing to breathe or pass out, she gasped in air.

"I think you should leave." Where the balls came from to utter that sentence, she had no idea.

"Why?" His voice rose an octave.

"Because you're scaring the crap out of me."

Erotic Excerpt

She glanced at the screen that showed her dimly lit bedroom, the bed and two figures, obviously engaged in fellatio. Sam lay at the end of the bed with his legs over the edge, knees wide apart. Ash knelt between them, her head moving up and down slowly, engulfing his dick to the hilt as she always did. "So? After all this time, you want to discuss my technique?"

"Wait. Let me move it forward." He manipulated the touchpad and a new image appeared.

Ash stared at the screen, wincing as she tilted her head back and forth, trying to understand the images on the screen. She turned to Sam, met his puzzled eyes then blurted out, "Who the hell is that guy with his dick in my pussy?"

Sam's head snapped toward her, eyes wide.

"I don't know. I figured you knew him. You mean you don't?" His gaze slid back to the screen to stare at the serious pumping action going on.

"Stop that." Ash pushed the laptop's screen closed.

"What are you doing?" Sam scrambled to open the computer, but Ashley swatted his hands away.

"You are not going to watch that guy screw me. I'm not putting on a show."

"I'm part of that show, too. That's my dick in your mouth, in case you didn't notice." Sam's eyes lit up and his voice took on a reverential tone. "It's a ménage a trois. And I caught it on tape."

Ashley groaned and dropped her head back into her hands. "Why can't I remember anything?"

"Because you drank about a quart of tequila last night. I'm surprised you're conscious now."

"I was celebrating my promotion. Can you blame me for getting a little wasted?"

Sam's hand stole back to the computer case and Ash slapped at it.

"You are not going to watch…Shit." Ashley's fingers fumbled as she tried to flip the lid open again. "Help me."

"I thought you didn't want me to watch the Last Tango on Parker Road."

"Did you notice if he wore a condom?"

"Shit." Sam shook his head. He opened the computer and his fingers flew over the keyboard. "I'll back it up to where he…Oh. I guess that answers your question."

"What? Back it up to where he came in. Did he put it on on-camera? Why did you stop?" Ashley poked the hands that lay motionless on the keys.

"Unless the guy's dick was transplanted from a Smurf, he's wearing a condom." Sam pointed to the screen, frozen mid-stroke as the mystery guy pulled out of her pussy. She followed Sam's finger to the big, bright blue cock protruding from between her legs and nodded. Glad the guy liked color in his sex. One crisis averted. Now, who the hell was he?

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