SHOOTING STARS
An Ellora s Cave Publication, July 2004
Ellora s Cave Publishing, Inc.
PO Box 787
Hudson, OH 44236-0787
ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-84360-976-2
Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned): Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), Mobipocket (PRC) & HTML
SHOOTING STARS 2004 BELLA ANDRE
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors imagination and used fictitiously.
Edited by Raelene Gorlinsky.
Cover art by Syneca .
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Shooting Stars
Bella Andre
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Chapter One
San Francisco, present day
Christina looked down at the head between her spread thighs. No doubt about it, when it came to cunnilingus Jake was certainly proficient. He was the first guy she had been out with since moving to San Francisco last week, and after a couple weeks of celibacy she had really been looking forward to some hot sex. Sex was always on her to-do list, usually somewhere around number one.
She had planned her seduction well even though she hadn t known exactly whom she was going to seduce yet, giving plenty of thought to her outfit, makeup and scent. She had walked into the Holy Cow dance club in the South of Market district of San Francisco wearing tight black jeans, a skimpy white tank top sans bra, of course and bright red fuck-me heels. As soon as she entered the club, she could see that anyone with a penis immediately wanted her. Her working it outfit had never failed her yet. Christina barely hid her grin of triumph, pleased that she was going to have her pick of men to take home and fuck senseless.
Even though she really didn t know anyone in town yet, apart from the slightly snarky high school principal at her temporary substitute teacher gig and some mousy, boring women she d sat next to in the lunch room, she hadn t been nervous about heading out to the club alone. She wasn t the kind of woman who needed to have a big bunch of girlfriends with her all the time. On the contrary, Christina enjoyed her own company immensely. Unless she was feeling horny, of course, and wanted a hot, heavy penis between her legs.
And she had felt very horny tonight. So when she spotted the incredibly tall, dark and gorgeous man at the bar, she had immediately turned on the charm, asking him to dance, all the while pressing her breasts into his chest and shaking her hips provocatively. Thirty minutes later she was in Jake s bedroom, naked and spread beneath him.
But for some reason Christina just wasn t into it. Jake was a nice enough guy, but deep in her heart she knew he wasn t the one. It stunned her that she was thinking in terms of any guy being the one . She wasn t looking for someone to marry her, or even love. No, she was perfectly happy with her life the way things were. Unemotional yet hot fuck-fests were just what she liked.
She wasn t interested in broken hearts and declarations of love. She was only twenty-five for god s sake and had her whole life ahead of her to do all of that get-married-pump-out-the-kids-get-divorced bullshit.
She forced these depressing thoughts away and concentrated on the fact that Jake really was a master of oral sex. Blood rushed to her clit and the tips of her breasts stretched tight and hard.
Christina bit back a sigh, turning it at the last second into a groan of pleasure. Taking the sound as encouragement, Jake worked double time to please her. He sucked her swollen nub between his full lips and teased her cunt with his fingers, sliding them in and out in a rather pleasing rhythm.
His free hand moved up her abdomen to caress the plump underside of her breasts. He squeezed her nipple and a dose of creamy arousal poured onto his tongue. Christina shifted her hips closer to his mouth, pushing her pussy harder against his lips and teeth.
3
It really was too bad that she didn
An Ellora s Cave Publication, July 2004
Ellora s Cave Publishing, Inc.
PO Box 787
Hudson, OH 44236-0787
ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-84360-976-2
Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned): Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), Mobipocket (PRC) & HTML
SHOOTING STARS 2004 BELLA ANDRE
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors imagination and used fictitiously.
Edited by Raelene Gorlinsky.
Cover art by Syneca .
1
Shooting Stars
Bella Andre
2
Chapter One
San Francisco, present day
Christina looked down at the head between her spread thighs. No doubt about it, when it came to cunnilingus Jake was certainly proficient. He was the first guy she had been out with since moving to San Francisco last week, and after a couple weeks of celibacy she had really been looking forward to some hot sex. Sex was always on her to-do list, usually somewhere around number one.
She had planned her seduction well even though she hadn t known exactly whom she was going to seduce yet, giving plenty of thought to her outfit, makeup and scent. She had walked into the Holy Cow dance club in the South of Market district of San Francisco wearing tight black jeans, a skimpy white tank top sans bra, of course and bright red fuck-me heels. As soon as she entered the club, she could see that anyone with a penis immediately wanted her. Her working it outfit had never failed her yet. Christina barely hid her grin of triumph, pleased that she was going to have her pick of men to take home and fuck senseless.
Even though she really didn t know anyone in town yet, apart from the slightly snarky high school principal at her temporary substitute teacher gig and some mousy, boring women she d sat next to in the lunch room, she hadn t been nervous about heading out to the club alone. She wasn t the kind of woman who needed to have a big bunch of girlfriends with her all the time. On the contrary, Christina enjoyed her own company immensely. Unless she was feeling horny, of course, and wanted a hot, heavy penis between her legs.
And she had felt very horny tonight. So when she spotted the incredibly tall, dark and gorgeous man at the bar, she had immediately turned on the charm, asking him to dance, all the while pressing her breasts into his chest and shaking her hips provocatively. Thirty minutes later she was in Jake s bedroom, naked and spread beneath him.
But for some reason Christina just wasn t into it. Jake was a nice enough guy, but deep in her heart she knew he wasn t the one. It stunned her that she was thinking in terms of any guy being the one . She wasn t looking for someone to marry her, or even love. No, she was perfectly happy with her life the way things were. Unemotional yet hot fuck-fests were just what she liked.
She wasn t interested in broken hearts and declarations of love. She was only twenty-five for god s sake and had her whole life ahead of her to do all of that get-married-pump-out-the-kids-get-divorced bullshit.
She forced these depressing thoughts away and concentrated on the fact that Jake really was a master of oral sex. Blood rushed to her clit and the tips of her breasts stretched tight and hard.
Christina bit back a sigh, turning it at the last second into a groan of pleasure. Taking the sound as encouragement, Jake worked double time to please her. He sucked her swollen nub between his full lips and teased her cunt with his fingers, sliding them in and out in a rather pleasing rhythm.
His free hand moved up her abdomen to caress the plump underside of her breasts. He squeezed her nipple and a dose of creamy arousal poured onto his tongue. Christina shifted her hips closer to his mouth, pushing her pussy harder against his lips and teeth.
3
It really was too bad that she didn
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