New Release! On Duty: A Lesbian Story

 

It’s out! My newest erotica eBook is available: On Duty: A Lesbian Story.

 

Check out the summary:

Sadie has a thing for cops. That much is clear to her as she stands against the wall at the 95th Precinct annual awards banquet. On stage, her friend Rick is receiving a special commendation for his work on a high-profile murder case. She rests her head back against the wall and closes her eyes, daydreaming about all the uniforms and beautiful people in them. Men. Women. She doesn’t care.

Soon, Leah finds her and coaxes a conversation out of her. Leah is every man’s dream. Plump, full lips, a head of long, luscious, honey-blonde hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes that seem to harbor secrets. Leah’s normally tousled look is tempered with the clean-cut dress blues of the police force.

She’s also Sadie’s dream.

If you enjoy lesbian stories with a police officer theme, you’ll love On Duty.

 

Here’s where you can find it for only $0.99:

I want to give a huge thanks to everyone on my Launch Team, who are invaluable for their feedback. And of course, thank you to my readers for all your support. I owe everything to my readers and their continual patronage.

If you’d like, read below for a sample of the story.


 

On Duty: A Lesbian Story

(sample)

Sadie had a thing for cops. That much was clear to her as she stood against the wall at the 95th Precinct annual awards banquet. On stage, her friend Rick was receiving a special commendation for his work on a high-profile murder case. She thought she was safe in the dark, tucked away from the lure of dress blues and handcuffs. But she couldn’t ever escape her thoughts. Not around these guys.

  It was difficult to put into words why law enforcement was her catnip, but if pressed Sadie would say it was the mixture of authority and safety. They wielded the strength of justice–and carrying a firearm didn’t hurt. Dominance swirled around in their auras. And she loved it.

  Her thoughts ran away with her. She rested her head back against the wall and closed her eyes, daydreaming about all these uniforms and beautiful people in them. Men. Women. She didn’t care.

  “Someone might think you don’t want to be here.”

  The scent of lavender hit Sadie’s senses before the soft, playful voice beside her did. She knew, within an instant, who it belonged to, of course. She’d know that voice anywhere. Turning her head, her gaze fell on the stunning Leah Downey. Leah was every man’s dream. Plump, full lips, a head of long, luscious, honey-blonde hair, pert breasts that were the perfect handful, and mesmerizing blue eyes that seemed to harbor secrets.

  She was also Sadie’s dream. She’d been crushing on her since college but was still secretive about her bisexuality. Sadie had pined after Leah for years, thinking back constantly to how sexy she looked that night at the college party bonfire when she almost worked up enough courage to make a move. But in the end, she didn’t, chickening out thanks to society’s and her family’s expectations.

  Tonight, however, Leah’s normally tousled sex-bomb look was tempered with the clean-cut dress blues of the police force. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. Her lips were the perfect shade of dusty pink.

  Sadie swallowed the lump forming in her throat and tried her best to act nonchalant. There had been another time in school–graduation night actually–where she tried so hard to work up the nerve to tell her she had a crush on her, but in the end, she was still too worried about disappointing her parents. They had their hearts set on Sadie marrying a doctor and providing those grandkids in a suburban house with a white picket fence–outdated notions in a vastly changing world.

  “Hi Leah.”

  “Not proud of Rick?” Leah asked with a smirk.

  Sadie was caught off guard. “Of course I am.”

  “Could’ve fooled me.” Leah laughed, sounding like chimes at a beach house, and removed her peaked hat, smoothing any possible flyaways it may have caused. “Why are you huddled over here in the dark?” Her tone seemed a bit more serious now. “Is everything okay?”

  Sadie’s heart skipped a beat, but she quickly recovered. “Yeah. Just feeling tired and not really in a socializing mood.”

  “Gotcha. Interested in heading down to the bar with me?” Leah looked around, then back at Sadie. “It’s stuffy in here. You know, all this testosterone.”

  “What are you, my knight in shining armor?”

  Leah’s voice lowered to a smokey alto. “I could be.” Surprisingly, she reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind Sadie’s ear, sending chills down Sadie’s spine. “Come on. Let’s get you a drink.”

(end of sample)


 

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