New Release! Made to Order: A Lesbian Story

 

It’s out! My newest erotica eBook is available: Made to Order: A Lesbian Story.

 

Check out the summary:

Alexa is one bad date away from swearing off men completely, which of course leads to her next major male dud. She’s gone so long without an intimidate moment, she’s almost forgotten what it feels like.

Shoving off her frustration, she makes an appointment with a dressmaker, needing something to wear to her friend’s wedding in a few weeks. She certainly didn’t expect a blonde bombshell to greet her at the door. The warm welcome quickly gets warmer.

She’s never given women much consideration before, but as Josie’s measurements and cupping starts getting more personal, Alexa starts to consider the possibilities.

 

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.


 

Made to Order: A Lesbian Story Story

(sample)

 

My Sunday morning conversations with Terri were always lots of fun. The two of us would spend hours in the coffee shop, sharing the latest gossip and griping about our frustrations with men. Today was no exception.

“Here’s the thing I hate about Hudson,” Terri said. “He’s always complaining about how he never ‘gets any’ from me, right?”

“Typical guy,” I said.

“But who’s the one who’s always too tired after he comes home from work? Alexa, do you know how long it’s been since the two of us have been together?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know…two, three weeks?”

She gasped. “Two or three weeks? That would kill me. Actually, it’s been almost a week.”

I resisted rolling my eyes, trying to recall what it was like in a relationship. Spending my nights in somebody’s arms was something so far in the past that it seemed like a memory from someone else’s life.

As she droned on about her sexual frustrations, I started to zone out, staring at the guitar strumming singer in the center of the coffee shop. Having been so long without a man, I found myself noticing details about him that would have ordinarily slipped right by me.

I wondered how nice it would be to wake up each morning by his gruff baritone. I pictured his large hands roaming about my body and his full lips wetting my neck, along my shoulders, and my mouth. In a matter of minutes the rest of the coffee shop disappeared. Nobody and nothing but me and this handsome singer.

“Alexa, are you listening to me?”

“Huh? Yeah, kind of. Sorry, I was just a little distracted by…” I felt my cheeks warm. “You have to admit that guy is pretty hot.”

“Oh, you mean Jaxon? Yeah, he’s a cutie. Real smart guy too. One of these days some lucky girl is going to snatch him up and…”

I sat up a little straighter. “Wait, you know that guy?”

“Yeah, he’s an old friend of a friend. I could introduce you at Valentina’s wedding if you like.”

“Sure, I guess. That would be fine. Although Valentina’s wedding is a month away. That’s a long time.”

“What’s come over you? You’ve got this hungry look going on.”

I tried to fan the blush from my face. “Sorry, it’s just been so long, since, you know…”

“I hear you on that one.”

“Try waiting years.”

Her eyes bulged. “Years?”

“I mean, nobody’s made me wait years. It’s more like the right person hasn’t come along. It’s been over two years since my last boyfriend.”

“It has been a while, but I always assumed you must have had a few hookups over all that time.”

“Nope, not me. Do you think maybe I’ve been too picky?”

“Hell, yes. Look, I understand the idea of waiting for Mr. Perfect, but honey, you can’t wait forever. And some things can wait even less. How do you hold yourself over?”

I toyed with the edge of my skirt. “I have my ways. Things at home.”

(end of sample)


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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