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Summer Heat
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DescriptionWhen Cat is unceremoniously dumped by her girlfriend right before their holiday, she decides to join her parents on their annual trip to Tuscany. Prepared for two weeks of sun-drenched melancholy, she finds much more than nostalgia in the house where she used to spend her summers as a child.Warning: This title contains graphic language and f/f sex 9.000 word erotic story EXTRACT:The washroom is tucked behind a narrow door next to the bar. I wash my hands and peer at my reflection in the mirror. Suddenly, the effects of the liquor hit me hard and I need to steady myself against the square white washbasin. The door creaks when Rose enters. She doesn't say anything, just stares into my eyes while sinking her teeth into her bottom lip. In a split second, she's beside me and she pushes me into a cubicle, locking the door behind us. "Yes?" she asks, but her hand is already on my neck and all sense of rationality slips from me. Her body presses against me and her other hand tilts up my chin, like heroes do in romantic movies, and the next thing I know her lips are on mine. The bittersweet sting of Limoncello lingers in her mouth and I need to shove myself hard against the door to not lose my balance completely. With the back of her fingers, she strokes my cheek as she pulls back to let her eyes rest on me. I don't see a family friend anymore. All I see is a gorgeous woman who just kissed me straight into paradise. "Where can we go?" My breath jerks when I speak. She doesn't reply--probably because she has no answer--and leans in for a kiss again. Her tongue skates along my lips before darting into my mouth and I wonder how many years of pent-up sexual energy I'm dealing with.
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