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Sometimes online roleplaying is more than mere fantasy.
by ANGELA CAPERTON
Published by eXstasy Books
Offered exclusively through Trapezium eBooks
Cybersex is part of every online world. For the support staff of the popular game Sorcery!, voyeurism is part of the job, but when the annual Sorcery! convention comes to town, Swan and Haylie, two “Game Guides”, take the opportunity to merge the virtual world and the real world with two attractive, sexy players, and passion becomes more than a matter of explicit fantasy.
Haylie had already figured out that cybersexers came in just as many varieties as real life lovers. Most were looking for something casual, maybe just an anonymous one-night stand of heaving adjectives and heavy breathing, but not all. Every Guide knew that some players took it seriously, that marriages had been formed and obliterated by game sex.
“I bet she loves him IRL,” Haylie told Swan one night.
“Yeah, she might,” he agreed. “If she ever really meets him.”
Now, with dawn just a few hours away, Monika and Lord W fucked and came, and Haylie didn’t intend to waste the moment. She knew Swan had to be hard as a rock, and her own need took on a life of its own.
Her boss’s hands circled her waist, his thumbs stroking under her breasts, the glow of the monitors turning his skin silver, his eyes to liquid fire.
“Haylie, you sure about this?” He breathed against her breastbone, his forehead resting in her cleavage.
“Never been more certain of anything.” She ran her fingers through his hair, giddy at the thick strands’ whisper between them. She pulled away and cupped his face, tilting it up to hers. She liked this vantage, liked having him looking up at her, and quivered at the hunger in his eyes. She lowered her lips to his and kissed him, her teeth raking his lower lip, her tongue pushing into his mouth, claiming and demanding. His arms closed around her lower back like iron bands as he met her assault, their tongues tangling, breath rapid. Expert, he unbuttoned her pants and like snow on the High Peak of Everchurn, her jeans melted away...