Author: Samantha Knight
Release Date: March 13, 2015
Silas is the world famous erotic romance author known, as S.I.R.
He has made the New York Times best sellers list five times in his only two short years of writing.
The odd thing about Silas… he doesn't believe in love, marriage or happily ever after’s.
He believes in sex and having lots of it.
Starr Allison Kendall works as a high school English Teacher.
In her downtime she likes to read trashy smut novels. Her favorite author is S.I.R.
After her last lover up and left her, literally at the altar, she isn’t a big fan of fairytale romances anymore.
So when by chance she and her favorite author end up chatting online, they both start to have different feelings about love.
And when she finally tells Silas how she feels.
(18 + audiences only for sexual content & language)
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing, just got out of the shower and now I am lying in bed.”
“That means you’re naked doesn’t it?”
“Possibly.” I reply and fail at hiding the worry in my voice.
“Starr I want you to do exactly what I tell you to do. Do you understand?” He says in his voice that means he won’t take no for an answer. I hear a shuffling in the back ground and what I am assume is the sound of him sitting down on his bed.
“Yes, sir” I reply instantly. His deep chuckle makes the butterflies in my stomach stir.
“Good girl, now put on the speaker phone and lay the phone on the bed, on the right side of your head.”
“Okay, it’s on,” I reply placing the phone beside me.
“Now, close your eyes and take a deep breath. Imagine me with you, kissing you. Your lips, your neck, your chest. Now with your hand I want you to reach up and pull on your nipple. Roll it between your fingers.”
I hesitate and think about just telling him that I am doing it. I am beyond embarrassed.
“Starr, I didn’t ask you to do it. I am telling you, touch yourself. I want to know what you sound like when you pass the point of no return. I want to hear when you fall apart. I want to know how you scream.” His words start a chain reaction that I already know is going to have me begging him to come fuck me. I reach up and swipe my fingers across my tongue. Then I reach down and run my fingers across the rose colored flesh of my nipples. It feels so good and knowing that he can hear me is driving me crazy with need. My deep intake of air must give him the signal I am following his directions.
“Feel good, baby?”
“Yes,” I can’t help but moan the word.
“Now slide your hand down your stomach, and down to that beautiful pussy.”
“Silas.” I warn.
“Don’t even act like you aren’t going to do it when we get off the phone anyways. Stop worrying about what I think. I want to be there fucking you, but I can’t. So this is the best I can do. Oh and if it helps I have had my cock in my hand since the minute you told me you were in bed. Now, slide your middle finger as deep inside as you can.”
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