Resultados para "Gray" en Erótica

"Siento cómo mis pechos se tensan hasta doler, como si fueran a explotar. Estoy recostada en el mostrador con aire despreocupado, pero lo que nadie puede ver es la mano del hombre que aprieta mis pechos, haciendo que mi piel se escurra entre sus dedos. Si me quedo quieta y me concentro, puedo sentir el cosquilleo de los oscuros vellos de su mano en mi antebrazo."

Selling my virginity wasn't how I saw my first week of college going. But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn't sound so bad. It's only twenty-four hours and I'll never have to see him again. Wrong. Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team. As if that isn't bad enough, his parents own half the city. There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel.

"I feel my breasts getting tight and sore, as if they were about to burst. I'm leaning casually against the counter, but what no one can see is the man's hands squeezing my breasts, making the skin peek out through his fingers. If I stand perfectly still and concentrate, I can feel the tingling sensation of the small dark hairs on the back of the man's hands on my lower arm. I hold my breath and let out a quick gasp as I raise my head to observe him. I meet his gaze." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

"Jeg mærker, hvordan huden på mine bryster strækkes, som var de ved at sprænges. Jeg står ganske almindeligt, lænet ind over disken, men hvad de andre ikke kan se, er mandens hænder, der klemmer om mine bryster, så huden presses ud mellem hans fingre. Hvis jeg står helt stille og mærker efter, kan jeg mærke den kildrende fornemmelse af de små, mørke hår fra mandens håndrygge på min underarm. Jeg holder vejret, gisper, mens jeg løfter hovedet for at betragte manden. Jeg møder hans blik.

Daisy Dumont tries so hard to be normal. She doesn't talk about the night her parents were murdered, or the fact that she can't remember it. She certainly doesn't talk about her imaginary friend who disappeared shortly afterward. Then the MRF calls. The research facility finally admits that they took her former friend, and now they want her help to save him.

À trente-cinq ans, en plus de traverser une petite crise existentielle et de digérer une rupture amoureuse qu’elle a un peu cherchée, Laurence Cartier-Dubois veut, plus que tout, devenir écrivaine. Son projet ultime: écrire un roman érotique qui reflète la réalité des femmes tout en les faisant rêver. Le hic, c’est que pour parler de sexe, d’amour et de ce que veulent réellement les femmes, elle a bien peu vécu… Elle a beau avoir la plume agile et l’imagination fertile, il lui manque quand même un peu de bagage.

"Het wordt stil in de ruimte. Het meisje heeft de juiste plek voor de lamp gevonden en de cameraman heeft zijn positie ingenomen. Ik heb het gevoel dat iedereen naar mij kijkt en houd mijn adem in." De fantasie van een wellustige vrouw wordt werkelijkheid wanneer zij aan de zijde van de felbegeerde pornoacteur Owen Gray optreedt in één van zijn films. De novelle is uitgegeven in samenwerking met de Zweedse filmproducente Erika Lust.

"Jag märker hur mina bröst blir spända och ömma. Jag känner hur huden över brösten spänns som om de skulle sprängas. Utan att på något vis dra blickarna till mig står jag vid disken. Men vad de andra inte kan se är att mannens händer klämmer om mina bröst så att huden pressas ut mellan hans fingrar. Om jag står helt stilla och känner efter kan jag känna den kittlande förnimmelsen av de små, mörka hårstråna från mannens handrygg mot min underarm. Jag håller andan och flämtar när jag lyfter huvudet för att se på honom. Jag möter hans blick.

"Czuję, jak moje piersi napinają się i stają wrażliwe na dotyk. Odnoszę wrażenie, że pokrywająca je skóra rozciąga się, jakby zaraz miała popękać. Stoję całkiem zwyczajnie, pochylona nad ladą, podczas gdy nikt z obecnych nie widzi, jak mężczyzna zaciska swoje dłonie na moim biuście, tak że między palcami niemalże wyciska moją skórę. Gdy tak stoję spokojnie i mocno się koncentruję, czuję, jak włoski na grzbiecie dłoni mężczyzny łaskoczą mnie pod pachą. Podnoszę głowę, żeby na niego popatrzeć i wstrzymuję oddech. Nasze spojrzenia się spotykają. Zauważył mnie.

As I walk across the parking lot, my mind on another day of teaching third-graders, I'm taken. Abducted by nonhumans. Aliens. Monsters, one might call them. I certainly do. When I'm taken again - from aliens by aliens - my dire circumstances are worsened by an immensely irritating male named Jax. He is brutal, crude, arrogant, and obnoxious. Everything I dislike in a man. Apparently, he is also quite broken, and he thinks I'm beautiful. Me. How on earth am I supposed to resist him? I suppose on earth, I could. But we're not on earth anymore, and all bets are off.

When I leave the colony for a day at the lively and exciting Frizian Outpost, I never expect my life to change forever. Again. I'm a former human slave, freed by the Zyrnx Warriors and given sanctuary on the colony as I await transport back to Earth. But when I see a wild and injured Madixx male, caged and tormented by his captors, all it takes is a single glance for me to know I won't rest until I free him. Should I believe this huge, wild man is capable of love, or should I ignore my heart and take what may be my last chance to return to my world?

She's abducted from Earth and sold into slavery. Can love break the chains that bind her? Grabbed from the street in broad daylight, Briony is soon sold to a cruel alien leader who needs human women for a very specific purpose. They must "recharge" the vicious warriors he forces to fight in his arena. Given to the best fighter in the section, she finds she has arrived in the middle of a secret escape plan. She is surprised to find herself attaching to the handsome alien fighter, and puts everything she can into their risky run for freedom.

When the alien ship holding me malfunctions, I'm thrown into a shuttle and expelled from the ship. I awaken to find myself on what looks like a toxic waste dump - miles of inhospitable, eerie land where the ground smokes, the hills are black and barren, and it's unpleasantly cold. Soon I discover I'm not alone. There's an alien on the awful island. A familiar alien. He's the one who bought me from my captors. He's the one who paid extra because I'm a virgin. And he's the one who put me aboard the shuttle and saved my life when the ship went down.

Luc: When you come from a crime family, you have a name to live up to. My enemies know I'm a bastard who shows no mercy - exactly the cold-hearted don my father would want me to be. Except we're not the ones in charge. Yet...The Boss wants me to take over his billion-dollar business, and the only way that's happening is if I can win the heart of his cop daughter. I planned to treat her just like all the other women who meant nothing to me, until I met her and everything changed. Falling in love wasn't part of the plan.

My story started out with a guy who liked a girl. She looked like an angel to him. I was the guy, Ava the angel. But...my life turned into this world where I got married to her twin sister and Ava hated me. Then, I got caught in a game with the devil I didn't want to play. My enemies used my weaknesses against me, and killed my wife. Ava could have died, too, so I stayed away. The universe, however, had other ideas and threw her right back in my path. An angel like her didn't belong in the dark world of a Mafia boss. I know that, except, I'm selfish.

"Göğüslerimin sanki patlayacaklarmış gibi gerildiğini ve sızladığını hissediyordum. Hafifçe tezgaha yaslanarak adamın göğüslerimi sıkıca tuttuğunu, memelerimin parmaklarının arasından dışarı taştığını hayal ediyordum. Hiç kıpırdamadan durursam, elinin üzerindeki simsiyah tüylerin koluma sürtündüğünü hissedebilirdim. Nefesimi tuttum ve yüzüne bakmak için başımı kaldırırken bir anda iç çekiverdim. Gözlerim gözleriyle buluştu."

"I miei seni si fanno tesi e indolenziti, come se stessero per esplodere. Sono appoggiata al bancone come se niente fosse, ma quello che nessuno può vedere sono le mani dell'uomo che mi strizzano i seni, la pelle che spunta tra le sue dita. Se rimango perfettamente immobile e mi concentro, riesco a sentire il pizzicore dei peletti scuri sul dorso delle mani dell'uomo che sfiorano il mio avambraccio. Trattengo il fiato e mi sfugge un sospiro affannoso mentre alzo la testa per osservarlo. Incontro il suo sguardo."

A young woman on the verge of bankruptcy. A mysterious billionaire with an offer that will change her life. An obsession so powerful, it could destroy them both....

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