New Release: Falling Down by Selena Kitt
Posted on February 1, 2009
(Some of you might recognize this from a series I started on Lit called “Short Shorts.” 
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FALLING DOWN
By Selena Kitt
www.excessica.com
Length: Novel (46324)
Category: Multicultural, Romance
Heat Level: eXcess 4
Price: $4.99
Lindsey is a bad girl, and she’s determined to stay that way. She’s been called a slut enough to know it’s true, and she’s not ashamed of the fact anymore. She makes it known to every man she comes in contact with that she’s available for the taking—the rougher, the better. When she meets Lieutenant Zachary Davis, she finally finds a man who refuses to treat her like the trash she believes she really is. But can Lindsey change her wayward, dangerous ways and learn to value herself the way the Zach seems to?
EXCERPT:
“Why don’t you stay in the car?” Her mother asked, but the tone wasn’t a question, it was a demand. “I’m just going to pick up your father’s dry cleaning.”
“He’s not my father.” Lindsey pulled at her tube top-this one was red, but she was wearing the shorts, white satin, no panties. Her stepfather was out of town for business and hadn’t been around to put the kibosh on her clothing choices. It was the outfit that she was sure her mother didn’t want anyone to see.
Her mother sighed. “I’ll leave the keys, you can listen to the radio.”
“Fine.” Lindsey turned it up full blast, closing her eyes, leaning the seat back and putting her feet up on the dashboard. The air was on in the car, but the sun was still warm on her bare legs. The seam of her shorts was rubbing between her thighs and it felt good, making her squirm in her seat. She couldn’t wait to get home from “running errands.” She wanted to call Brian and see if he could meet at the tree fort, because she was so horny she could barely stand it.
She thought she might have dozed off. A different song was playing when she leaned up and peeked out the window to see if she could see her mother.
“What the hell is she doing?” Lindsey grabbed the keys out of the ignition and her purse off the floor, storming barefoot across the parking lot. The bells over the door tinkled as she swept it open, finding her mother standing at the counter talking to the owner.
“They’ve lost your father’s blue blazer.” Her mother gave a frustrated sigh.
“No lose!” The man was clearly foreign, trying to explain something to her mother in two different languages.
“Whatever!” Lindsey waved her mother’s words away. “And he’s not my father.” She turned to the kid behind the counter. He was about her age, kinda cute, she noted, and most definitely staring at her bare midriff and long legs. “I have to pee. Do you have a bathroom?”
“In the back,” the kid offered. Lindsey padded after him, leaving her mother and the owner to work things out. He pulled open a door that said: Employees Only.
“Gee, I must be special, huh?” Lindsey flashed him a smile as she turned on the light and tossed her purse on the floor.
“We don’t usually let customers-” the kid’s voice trailed off and he stood open-mouthed as he watched her pull her shorts down and sit on the toilet to pee.
“What’s the matter?” Lindsey pulled toilet paper off the roll and wiped. “Never seen a girl pee before?”
He shook his head, eyes wide and staring between her legs as she pulled up her shorts and flushed the toilet. Lindsey washed her hands at the sink, glancing at him in the mirror. He was still standing in the doorway, transfixed. Plucking her purse from the floor, Lindsey shuffled through and found some lip gloss. She leaned way over the sink to the mirror, up on her tiptoes, rolling the tip of the tube over her lips.
“Uh… I guess I should get back up front…” He cleared his throat, moving to shut the door. His eyes were still between her legs and Lindsey could feel the pull in the seam of her shorts and knew they were riding up between her pussy lips. It all felt too good to stop.
“Or…” Lindsey smacked her lips together, tossing the lip gloss into her purse and turning to face him with a smile. She slid up slowly onto the sink and swung her bare feet. “You could come in, shut the door, and fuck my brains out.”
“I… uh…” His hesitation told her everything she needed to know. Lindsey hopped off the sink and came toward him, reaching past him to shut the door, forcing him fully into the room. His eyes were still glazed, stunned, and he licked his lips as he looked down at her. “I don’t even know you.”
“I’m Lindsey.” She cupped the bulge she knew would be in his jeans. “Who are you?”
“Fred…” His eyes widened even more the moment her hand began to rub at his stiff cock.
“Now we know each other.” Lindsey dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants. “Let’s fuck.”
“Oh my god,” he groaned when she freed his cock and put it into her mouth. She sucked him completely hard, until he was bouncing back up the moment she let him go, and then turned around and bent over the sink.
“You want to pull down my shorts?” She looked back over her shoulder at him.
“Yeah,” he said hoarsely, glancing toward the door with his cock in his hand. “Shit, I could get fired for this.”
Lindsey grinned, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “And my mother’s out there waiting for me. Aren’t we just so bad?”
His hands moved over the silky material, rubbing it between her legs. Lindsey bit her lip and arched against his probing fingers.
“Come on.” She reached between her legs and pulled her shorts aside to show him her shaved pussy. “Just put it in and fuck me.”
He cocked his head to peer between her legs, his hand moving up and down his shaft. Lindsey sighed, reaching her hand back and spreading her lips with two fingers.
“Here, Fred!” She whistled, as if she were calling a dog, sliding one of her fingers into her pussy. “Right here, boy.”
The head of his cock touched her pussy, nudging her finger aside. Their eyes met in the mirror and he frowned, swallowing hard.
“I…” he started, and then cleared his throat.
“Let me guess.” She wiggled back against his cock head, feeling the tip easing its way between her lips. “You’ve never done this before?”
He shook his dark head, looking down to where his cock was disappearing into her flesh. “Got close, a couple times, with a few girls, but…”
“Well just think of the story you’ll have to tell all your friends.” Lindsey went up on her toes and arched back, feeling more of his shaft slip into her. “How for your very first time, you fucked some hot little slut in the bathroom at work…”
Fred gasped as Lindsey reached around for his thigh, pulling him completely into her pussy and squeezing him there.
“Fuck me, Fred!” She grabbed onto the edge of the sink, her eyes bright as they met his startled ones in the mirror. “Fuck me until you cum inside my tight little cunt-and you better hurry, before your boss or my mommy decide to come looking for us.”
“Condoms?!” Fred squeaked, and Lindsey used her not inconsiderable pussy muscles to squeeze his cock hard, making him jerk inside her and eliciting a low groan from his lips.
“To hell with condoms, Fred.” She rolled her eyes, rocking her hips back against him, moving his cock in and out of her wetness. “I can’t get pregnant…”
“But…” His hands went to her rolling hips, his eyes looking down between them, where his cock was spreading her wide.
“Worried about diseases, Fred?” She sighed, slapping her ass back into him, making him gasp and clutch her ass. “Let’s just live fucking dangerously, what do you say?”
“Oh hell!” His eyes closed as his hips began to move.
“That’s right.” Lindsey pulled her top down and squeezed her nipples. “Fuck me good, baby… give me that hard cock.”
His movements were jerky and unsure and Lindsey sighed again, working her hips back into his. Her pussy was swollen and soaking wet, but she knew it would be over far too soon for her to cum. He was already panting and gripping her ass so hard his knuckles were white.
“When a girl tells you to fuck her…” Lindsey reached back for his thigh again, driving him deep inside. “She means it. Now, fuck me!”
He groaned and shoved her into the sink with his next thrust.
“Yeah!” She spread wider. “Come on, Freddie, do it hard!”
Finally, he gave her what she wanted, his hips bucking her against the sink, burying his cock in her to the hilt again and again. Wouldn’t be long now, she knew, seeing his eyes in the mirror. He was watching her tits bounce through half-closed eyes as he fucked her, and she was glad she had pulled down her top.
“Oh god!’ he moaned, leaning forward onto her as he came. She felt the surge and swell of him, a thick pulse inside her tight, wet hole. She bit her lip and squeezed him, slowly, rhythmically, making him gasp and squirm against her as she milked him for all she was worth. She wanted every last drop of his cum.
“That’s a good Freddie.” She tilted her hips forward and felt him slip out of her. She turned and patted him lightly on his flushed cheek. He leaned back against the wall for support, gasping for breath, his eyes glazed. “Now you can say that you fucked a girl… how about that?”
Lindsey pulled up her top and grabbed her purse. Yanking the door open, she peeked around the corner. Her mother was still haggling with the owner! Adjusting her shorts, she strode back out front, past them both.
“I’ll be in the car,” she told her mother on the way by, straight-arming the door…
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New Release: The Surrender of Persephone
Posted on January 25, 2009
by Selena Kitt
Sheltered Persephone, Goddess of Spring, never gets to do anything— thanks to the suffocating love of her mother, Demeter. Sephie is being carefully groomed to follow in the footsteps of the two “virgin” goddesses, Athena and Artemis, and while they sure do have a lot of fun together, she longs for something deeper—and darker. When Aidon, the God of the Underworld—generally known as Hades—appears in his chariot to claim Persephone for his bride, the young goddess gets more than she wished for.
Held captive in the Underworld, she suddenly longs to return to the safety and security of her mother’s protection, but the dark and commanding Aidon binds her to him, claiming her bit by glorious bit as his own. Her coming of age is one of sexual awakening as she learns the bondage her new master imposes fulfills her darkest desires. Persephone finds herself submitting to and obeying Aidon’s command and discovers being taken and consumed in the heat of passion by a man—a god—is what she was truly made for. Persephone can’t deny her own nature, or her growing feelings for Aidon, as she submits to his domination and surrenders as his wife and prepares to rule as his Queen.
As she finally admits her own feelings, Persephone faces the looming specter of her history, which threatens to shatter the newly formed bonds between the couple. She must now face not only her past, but her present, and her future—no longer only the Goddess of Spring, but also as the wife of Aidon and Queen of the Underworld—and the choices she will be forced to make will change the world forever.
Elements: Intense scenes
EXCERPT:
Consciousness returned slowly to Persephone. The bed beneath her was firm but not uncomfortable. Shaking her head to clear the fuzz, she moved to sit and found her wrists shackled above her head. She felt a strain under her arms, in her ribs.
How long have I been like this? She opened her mouth to speak, but her lips felt so dry she could barely part them.
She managed a low moan as a strange, yet familiar face bent over her. It was a dark figure, his cheeks gaunt and pale, his mouth red and smiling. She had dreamed about him. His eyes reflected like large, violet pools, and she found herself transfixed in them. Her breath slowed, her heart’s murmur tamed to an easy, steady beat. He lifted a bottle full of tiny luminous crystals, like glowing sand, and began to open it.
“No, Hypnos.” Aidon’s voice came out of the darkness. “No more. Leave us.”
The figure frowned but stepped back into the shadows and was gone. Persephone strained to see Aidon, noticing her wrists bound but her ankles free. She recalled everything—her abduction, her trip into the Underworld, her desperate run toward the Pool of Lethe to purge herself of her memory. Yet she still remembered…
“Please.” Her voice was a thick croak. “Release me.”
He came out of the darkness to stand beside the huge bed. “How is your head?” His fingers rubbed through her hair and she winced when he caressed a knot there that throbbed dully with her pulse under his touch.
“What happened?”
He frowned. “You fell before you reached the Pool of Lethe. Your memory is intact, although you’ve got quite a bump there. I had Hypnos give you his pain-sleep until you were healed.”
“How long have I been here?”
His fingers trailed down her cheek. “A day…no more.”
“Please, I’m begging you. Take me home to my mother.” She implored him with her eyes, but he didn’t see her pleading orbs as his gaze swept over her body, uncovered against the black velvet bedclothes.
“Do you know what you look like, lying here?” His finger traced the velvet around her body, not touching her skin. She shook her head, feeling her hair brush her cheeks with the motion.
“The brightest jewel in my kingdom.” His smile was determined, almost cruel. She shivered as he continued, “Did you know I own all of the riches below the earth? All the gold, the silver, the diamonds…they all belong to the ruler of the Underworld.”
She shook her head again, not trusting her voice. He knelt beside her and she saw he was naked. Swallowing hard, she looked up to his face. “You shine brighter than any diamond. I had to have you, Sephie.”
Persephone closed her eyes, shaking her head and feeling tears slip down her temples. Shocked by the weight of him next to her on the bed, she stiffened. His palm stroked the skin of her belly, neutral ground between two sensitive poles. The warmth of his hand was like a brand, setting her skin afire.
Persephone sought to distract him and perhaps delay the inevitable. “Water. Please, Aidon.” He reached out and retrieved a chalice, lifting it to her lips. She drank greedily, the liquid spilling down her chin.
“Easy, now…” His eyes lingered over the droplets on her throat.
She tilted her head, indicating she’d had enough. “Thank you.”
“Now, try this.” He reached for a second chalice, this one containing an amber liquid, and held it to her lips. She took a hesitant sip, then closed her mouth and turned away. The liquid burned her throat. She made a face, coughing.
“It’s an acquired taste.” He chuckled.
Her thirst abated, she felt warm, though her head felt a little fuzzy again. “Can you untie me?”
“I don’t think so.” He shook his head, his admiring gaze running up the slope of her arms raised above her head. “Only a falconer knows when it’s time to untether the falcon.”
She looked at him, tears brimming. “Where can I go? I’m in Hell.”
Aidon frowned and then sighed. He reached above her head and untied her arms. She groaned, rubbing her flesh to let a little feeling back. They tingled and throbbed as they came back to life.
“Thank you.”
Aidon lifted her hand, kissing the marks on her wrists from the binding. Persephone watched him, his tongue flicking the inside of her wrist, making her shiver. Her skin was as soft and delicate as papyrus and she bruised very easily. Their eyes locked and his glowed a deep, warm amber in the darkness, something she hadn’t noticed before.
“It hurts…” She rubbed at her wrist. His hands swallowed her forearm as he massaged her. He bent to kiss the inside of her arm up to her elbow. Persephone’s breath came faster as she observed him. He pressed himself against her, tracing her mouth with his finger, his eyes following the line of her lips.
He kissed her lightly, licking the corner of her mouth. “You taste like liquid sunshine.”
She giggled and blushed. He kissed her again, his tongue pressing between her lips, tasting her more deeply. Persephone pushed against his chest with her hands, fighting his passion, but it was a useless gesture. He slid his leg over hers, the weight of him crushing her.
“No!” She turned her head and gasped for breath, twisting beneath him. Her refusal made him rougher and he took her wrists in his hand, lifting them above her head as he sucked at the tender flesh of her throat. She felt the hard heat of his manhood against the soft flesh of her thigh and she shuddered, struggling for her freedom.
She willed herself to hold still while he tongued his way to her breasts. His mouth covered her delicate pink nipple, sucking hard. She arched her back, moaning, and she felt him smile. He let her wrists go so he could fill his hands with her breasts, kneading them, pressing them together.
Persephone held her breath, her eyes scanning the perimeter of the darkened room, looking for the hint of a door. She glimpsed a large bowl brimming with fruit on a table next to the bed.
His tongue traced circles down her belly and she opened her legs for him. He looked up at her in wonder, and she smiled. Grabbing her hips, he breathed in the scent of her before leaning in to taste the sweet nectar flowing between her legs. Persephone whimpered, ignoring the thought that she didn’t want this. With his tongue moving there, she forgot everything. When his finger found the entrance to her heaven, she remembered, and found her strength.
Persephone’s legs had all her leverage and she used them, planting her heels against his shoulders and pushing hard. She didn’t succeed in moving him, but her body launched upwards on the bed. Rolling to the side, she bolted in the direction where Hypnos had disappeared. She heard him behind her as the handle slid in her hand. Locked! She turned, breathless, frantically searching for another exit. Then Aidon was upon her, his eyes blazing the color of fire.
He caught her arm, twisting it behind her and pressing her hard against the door. “Don’t move!”
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Contest WINNER!
Posted on January 23, 2009
Congrats, Kat Wojcik, you are the winner of my “Happy Birthday Contest.”
You win a copy of Quickies!
Let me know what format you’d like, and I’ll send it via email.
Congrats again, and thank you everyone for the birthday wishes and sharing your thoughts on “quickies!”
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Happy Birthday Contest from Selena!
Posted on January 22, 2009
That’s right…it’s my birthday. I’m thirtymumble…
Actually, that’s the last year I can say that. Mr. Kitt asked this morning, “Next year, will you be 39a? Then 39b?” *grin*
I’m considering it!
So, in honor of my birthday, I’d like to give you a gift.
My new release is all about the “Quickie” – whether it’s a fast read, or a fast… well… something else that starts with “F”…
So, what do you think of quickies? Frenzied and hot? A waste of time? What?
Whether the story is about a quick encounter of the erotic kind or it’s just a fast and furious read, here is a pulse-pounding twenty-five story anthology, promising to take you on a headlong express to ecstasy. Join Selena Kitt on a swift, delightful ride, from stories of heart-racing sex in elevators or across office desks or in dressing rooms, to the impatience and excitement of the first time experience – you’re sure to have a blissful ride on the these racing rapids of erotica!
Just leave a comment below and you’ll be entered to win QUICKIES, a copy of your very own in whatever available format you choose!
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New Release: Quickies by Selena Kitt
Posted on January 19, 2009
eXcessica new release
QUICKIES
By Selena Kitt
www.excessica.com
Length: Novel (55,867)
Category: Anthology
Heat Level: eXcess 4
Price: $4.99
Whether the story is about a quick encounter of the erotic kind or it’s just a fast and furious read, here is a pulse-pounding twenty-five story anthology, promising to take you on a headlong express to ecstasy. Join Selena Kitt on a swift, delightful trip, from stories of heart-racing sex in elevators or across office desks or in dressing rooms, to the impatience and excitement of the first time experience – you’re sure to have a blissful ride on the these racing rapids of erotica!
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