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My new sci-fi erotic novel has been sent to Lot’s Cave and will soon be available on their website and at other on-line retailers, including Smashwords. I don’t have a cover yet, but…

Legacy of the Stars features brother-sister incest. If you want a taboo erotic romance, Legacy is 158 steamy pages. Here is the blurb:

After their father’s death, Lily and Asher lived the life of a mom and dad—keeping house—except for the sex. Eventually, it had to happen, the little tastes in the shadows no longer enough to satisfy the desire raging between them. Brother and sister fell into bed and into forbidden love. They expected to always stay that way until Lily announced she was pregnant…and a stranger arrived with a tale from beyond the stars.

 

Excerpt:

I looked up when a light tap sounded. The doorway framed Lily, wearing nothing but a tremulous smile. She was turned slightly, one hand on the door frame. The hall light sculpted her figure, highlighting the gentle curve of her breasts and the sensuous shape of her hips. My gaze drifted down her long legs, returned to her ivory mound. My pulse quickened, heat searing through me. I was still dressed, and my cock strained in my jeans. Seeing her this way was better than in a sexy negligee.

My surprise and pleasure probably showed on my face. Her beauty and raw sexuality drew a moan from me. “Come in. You look ravishing, and if you don’t mind, I’d very much like to ravish you.”

She whispered a sexy laugh and stepped over the threshold, gazing at me with darkened eyes. I was sure mine were darker blue. Intensity sang in the air. My heart caught, even though desire coursed through me. She reached behind her and set the lock. In one instant, she stood simply staring at me, and the next, she hurled herself across the room onto the bed beside me.

“Hello,” she purred. “Want some company?”

 

Back with details later!

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Soon, after my move from South Texas to South Carolina, I hope to get back to Legacy. It is at 30,000 words and still in process.  It’s a taboo subject.  It is a poignant look at a love that transcends the boundaries of social acceptance.  In a way, it is like Her Brother’s Wife (Lot’s Cave Publishing).  If it weren’t for the subject, I’d enter it in a contest looking for entries in Erotic Romance.  But, alas, I’m sure they’d rip it to shreds!

Hope you are waiting for Legacy of the Stars, a sci-fi erotic and taboo romance.

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Legacy of the Stars

A love scene:

“Excuse me, fellows.” A female voice belonging to my English teacher rescued me from having to answer. “Asher, may I speak with you a moment?”

I turned and nodded. “Certainly, Mrs. Walker.” I tossed Tom a grin and said, “Excuse me.”

Mrs. Walker was my favorite teacher, and I was her favorite student. She allowed me to write stories when the other students were required to produce book reports. She’d marked one of my efforts with ‘I like your otherworldly approach,” which I took as a great compliment. I wrote with an otherworldly touch because I felt stuck in a rut, lost in a West Texas lifestyle.

“Would you mind coming back to the classroom?” Her hazel gaze shifted to Tom. “Sorry, Tom, I need your companion.”

“No prob, Mrs. Walker. We’re done chatting.” Tom ogled pretty Mrs. Walker as he had Lily a few minutes ago.

I thought she was pretty, too, but I wasn’t going to insult her by studying her like a nude painting. Even though, sometimes when she was lecturing, I imagined her naked. Not a bad daydream. She was petite and curvy. That she was probably in her forties intrigued me. The image faltered with her dark hair in a bun, but she had piercing yet sexy hazel eyes. She gestured, and I followed her up the brick stairs, down the hallowed gray hallway to the classroom. Here the resemblance to an Ivy League university ended. Rows of plain old wooden desks faced a large, clunky oaken teacher’s refuge.

Sexy Mrs. Walters ushered me in, closed the door…and locked it with a small click. “This is important, and I don’t want anyone interrupting us,” she explained.

She undulated—the only word for the slow, sensual walk—back to her desk. She halted at my side, slid a stapled paper toward us, and smiled at me.

“You did a wonderful job on this story.” She said, her voice sensually soft. “I’ve given you the grade you deserve. You’re top of the class again. You don’t have to worry about skipping straight to college.” She turned to face me, her lips parted on the sexiest smile.

“Thank you,” I said, scarcely able to breathe for the spell she and her perfume wove.

She reached up and slid the band off my ponytail. “You’re the most beautiful young man I’ve ever seen. Your hair is such an unusual blond and your eyes…Asher, I’ve no idea how to seduce a student. I’ve never done it before, but I’ve wanted you since you walked through that door.” She pointed at the locked door.

“I don’t know how to be seduced by a teacher. I’ve never…I’ve never—”

“It’s okay.” Her eyes lingered on the bulge to the left of my zipper, traveled down my legs, returned to the erection trapped in my tight jeans.

She leaned into me, her breasts grazing my chest. Hands at her small waist, I lifted her and set her on the desk. She spread her legs, and I inserted my hips between her tanned thighs.

“Kiss me,” she breathed—a dying request.

My mouth closed over hers, staking my claim, my rigid, strong tongue thrusting into her mouth.  Deep, dark pleasure blanked my mind and all resistance as pure, unadulterated lust consumed my body.  Breathing hard, she unzipped my pants and eased my erection free, sliding her hands up and down the shaft and kissing the crown with her long red nails. My cock jerked and spat a drop of precum. She worked my slick cock in expert strokes. Waves of desire washed me further from any sense of danger. Indeed, the thought of getting caught fired the imagination and the libido.  I pulled her panties out of the way, and she guided me into her wet pussy. Her muscles clenched and released sucking at my dick, making me so hot I thought I’d spill before the first thrust.  I drew  back, the swollen head at the gates of heaven, then shoved into her. She gasped and scooted her hips to the edge of the desk to drive me deeper.

I delved faster, deeper, and she moaned in tempo.  Lifting her hips, I positioned her clit on the hilt of my dick, caressing her sensitized nub.  She fell back in the support of my arms.  I tensed in her arms as my cock tensed inside her, and I trembled.

“Slow and deep,” she groaned, locking her hands in my hair and her legs around my hips.

I slowed my strokes, delving to her depths. She rode me, battling for satisfaction. When she gasped, “Faster now, baby,” I pumped her hard, shoving into her, grinding her clit on my hilt.

“I’m coming,” she cried against my neck.

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My original title for Gemini Rising was Her Brother’s Wife, but when I submitted it to Double Dragon Publishing in 2012, I felt the title gave too much away, and it became Gemini Rising.

I now have my rights back and have submitted it to Lot’s Cave, an online publisher who specializes in taboo books.  It’s a much smaller publisher but they should have a following of readers who want this kind of book, though Her Brother’s Wife is a dark fantasy and incest only a part of the plot. but an integral one.

Sometime soon, Her Brother’s Wife will be available for $4.95 on the website:  https://lotscave.wordpress.com/ with a brand new cover and re-edited.

I still have about 8 print copies of Gemini Rising for $15, plus postage, that can be autographed and sent directly to the purchaser!  Leave a comment here and I will followup.

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