Vixenscratch

Short stories and serials by Alexandra Herakai

Posts Tagged ‘Aretta’

Graceful Lover

Hands ran over her body, and Aretta moaned quietly, leaning into the touch. She couldn’t see his face, but his voice, urgently whispering compliments as his hands played with her small breasts, was to die for. He leaned in closer, his tongue teasing one of her nipples, and she sucked in a sharp breath, her back arching in response. She’d never known someone could get her so worked up, so very turned on, that any little touch like that was like an electrode touching her skin.

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Can I Buy You a Drink?

 She had just been leaving the dance floor for a glass of water; she’d spent enough time in the hot, just-this-side-of-crowded club for her shirt to sport a damp shadow below her breasts, and a few stray strands of brightly colored hair were plastered against her forehead. It was pure chance that she’d notice the odd halfbreed at the bar, easily identifiable as a mix of wyvern and raev, but once she’d taken note of him, her eyes wandered. It wasn’t something she did often, but she could quite easily see herself picking that one up.

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