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Revenge is a dish best served hot - sizzling hot. Meet the girlfriend of a wayward nightclub owner, the boyfriend of a naughty journalist, the broody woman whose ex is petrified of fatherhood. All of them are looking for some payback.
Payback is a collection of five steaming hot short stories from erotic writer Mehry Inett. Find out who gets spanked, who gets tied up and who gets even.
Payback is a collection of five steaming hot short stories from erotic writer Mehry Inett. Find out who gets spanked, who gets tied up and who gets even.
The book contains some steamy erotic scenes, suitable for frisky adults.
Excerpt from 'Alleyway Payback'
"Let's cut the crap, Steve. Do you want to fuck me?"
He looked as shocked as I wanted him to. "What?"
"Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Me."
He gaped. "Um."
"Say yes."
"Yes." He looked at Matt for a moment, and then back, his eyebrows raised in confusion and his mouth creased in a barely-contained grin.
"Follow me then."
Steve handed his drink to Matt and made a "phone me" sign with his thumb and little finger. Matt looked crest-fallen and began to turn, his broad shoulders hunched. Shoulders that would look good with my nails in them.
"No, you too. Both of you. Now."
The guys looked at each other, and then at me, and then at each other again.
"Are you coming, or what?" I walked off towards the bar, watching them follow me in the mirror. I pushed through a semi-concealed black door at the side of the bar into a brightly-lit corridor. They bustled inside and I shut it quickly. We were tight in the corridor, their sweaty maleness surrounding me. Yes. It was no mistake. They were sexy guys. I could feel myself getting ready for them. My boldness had made me horny, and their bodies made me wet. An indefinable scent of man hit me and made my stomach flip.
"This way." My heels clip-clopped on the stone floor and I scuttled down the stairwell, until we reached the fire exit. I pushed the bar, and there we were, in the yard at side of the club. The July night air was cooler than inside, but still warm, and my skin prickled then smoothed in the warm breeze. The yard was used for deliveries, but the double gate was shut at night-time and no one was around.
Ten minutes gone. Blonde would be on her second glass by now, but she would have lost count after the refills and the toasts. Greg would be leering at her on the CCTV screen. Maybe he was touching his cock. Maybe he was looking at the security camera on the alleyway right now, and wondering who had nipped outside. Can you see me Greg?
I took Steve's hand and put it on my waist, then grabbed Matt by the buttons of his shirt and pulled him towards me.
"What are you waiting for?" My voice nearly broke on the 'what'.
He looked as shocked as I wanted him to. "What?"
"Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Me."
He gaped. "Um."
"Say yes."
"Yes." He looked at Matt for a moment, and then back, his eyebrows raised in confusion and his mouth creased in a barely-contained grin.
"Follow me then."
Steve handed his drink to Matt and made a "phone me" sign with his thumb and little finger. Matt looked crest-fallen and began to turn, his broad shoulders hunched. Shoulders that would look good with my nails in them.
"No, you too. Both of you. Now."
The guys looked at each other, and then at me, and then at each other again.
"Are you coming, or what?" I walked off towards the bar, watching them follow me in the mirror. I pushed through a semi-concealed black door at the side of the bar into a brightly-lit corridor. They bustled inside and I shut it quickly. We were tight in the corridor, their sweaty maleness surrounding me. Yes. It was no mistake. They were sexy guys. I could feel myself getting ready for them. My boldness had made me horny, and their bodies made me wet. An indefinable scent of man hit me and made my stomach flip.
"This way." My heels clip-clopped on the stone floor and I scuttled down the stairwell, until we reached the fire exit. I pushed the bar, and there we were, in the yard at side of the club. The July night air was cooler than inside, but still warm, and my skin prickled then smoothed in the warm breeze. The yard was used for deliveries, but the double gate was shut at night-time and no one was around.
Ten minutes gone. Blonde would be on her second glass by now, but she would have lost count after the refills and the toasts. Greg would be leering at her on the CCTV screen. Maybe he was touching his cock. Maybe he was looking at the security camera on the alleyway right now, and wondering who had nipped outside. Can you see me Greg?
I took Steve's hand and put it on my waist, then grabbed Matt by the buttons of his shirt and pulled him towards me.
"What are you waiting for?" My voice nearly broke on the 'what'.
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variety and spice
17 April 2011
By Squeaky
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five very different stories told from a variety of perspectives. the spicy sex is the catalyst for payback in each, but with five different effects. here we have darkness, light, and multihued grey between. i enjoyed every one of these stories, all for different reasons. they were all well set-up, and well executed, eliciting chuckles, triumph, sympathy, sadness, and schadenfreude in equal measure.
can't wait to read Abasement and FYU Juice!
can't wait to read Abasement and FYU Juice!
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