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About the “edgy” publishing company Excessica.
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The Baumgartner series continues, this time exploring Janie’s world as she moves to New York to try to make it as a writer, all the while serving as part-time lover in a polyamorous relationship with Veronica and TJ and full-time nanny to their daughter, Beth. Janie’s life is already incredibly full when she—literally—runs into an agent one morning who sees great potential in her—and not just as a writer. As Janie’s relationship with Josh blooms and her career takes off, Ronnie’s happy surprise turns into a problem that even a vacation in a mountain cabin with the Baumgartners can’t fix, throwing everyone’s life off-kilter. Janie, especially, is spread thin, trying to please everyone while keeping Josh from finding out the true nature of her relationship with her benefactors. She knows she has to tell him eventually, but fear holds her back. Will she lose him? Will she be forced to make an impossible choice? Or will she, perhaps, find that the capacity for the human heart to love is, indeed, endless?
Warnings: This title contains graphic language and sex, ffm menage and ff sex.
Word Count: 56,356
EXCERPT:
“I think you might have the best job in the world,” Josh said as he opened my door for me.
“She’s a great kid,” I agreed. It was hard to think with him standing so close.
“Are you cold?” He looked down at the front of me. My white sundress had become suddenly see-through, my nipples standing straight up in the cold. “Do you want my coat?”
“I can think of better things to keep me warm.” I turned my eyes up to him, aching to be kissed. His eyes lingered on my mouth, but instead he smiled and stepped away, going over to the driver’s side.
I sighed, getting in beside him as he started the car and turned on the heater.
“So did you have a busy day today?” I asked as he backed out and shifted the car into gear.
“No more busy than usual,” he replied, turning into traffic.
“Oh.” I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering in spite of the heater. I slipped off my heels and tucked my feet under me.
“Why?” He glanced over at me, frowning.
I shrugged, not looking at him. “I just wondered why you hadn’t called…”
He was quiet for a moment, weaving through traffic. “Do you want to know the truth?”
I nodded, turning to look at him. His hair was wet, drops of water beading there. I resisted the urge to touch him.
“I didn’t trust myself,” he said as the Mustang snarled to life when he headed onto the freeway.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I want you too much, Janie.” He sighed. “Every time I look at you, every time I hear your voice, I just want to…”
I smiled, turning fully toward him now. “To what…?”
“To do very, very naughty things.” He glanced at me as I moved toward him.
“I do, too.” I leaned over the console to press fully against him, my breasts crushed against his arm.
“Do you?” His mouth was almost touching mine when he turned his head toward me, and I closed the gap, kissing him quickly.
“You have no idea,” I breathed.
He took a deep breath, turning his eyes back to the road. “So, right now, you’re thinking about it?”
“I’ve been thinking about it since dinner last night.” I slid my hand up the leg of his trousers, finding just what I was looking for, distended and rising fat and stiff under the material.
“Well, I can beat that.” He drew his breath in sharply when I massaged him, making delicious friction with my palm through his pants. “I’ve been thinking about it since I found you in my living room.”
“So what, exactly, have you been thinking?” I couldn’t help myself. His cock throbbed stubbornly against my hand, demanding attention. I couldn’t resist, slowly beginning to unzip him. I felt his whole body stiffen when I slipped my hand down to grasp him. Oh god, yes. He was solid in my hand.
“I’d rather show you.” His voice grew low as I began to stroke him, lazy, up and down.
“I know.” I leaned over the gearshift to take him into my mouth.
“Ahhhh Janie.” One hand moved in my hair as I swallowed his length, the other stayed on the wheel. The console dug into my hip as I turned and stretched across to suck him, but I didn’t care.
“Oh god.” He groaned as I licked the head, teasing, enjoying the taste and feel of him. “Baby, ohhh… I’m not sure this is the time…or place…”
“I want you,” I insisted as his hand moved over the front of my dress, manipulating my breast through the material, pawing at the hard pebble of my nipple. I grabbed his hand, guiding it down between my legs where I wanted it most, quickly pulling my dress up and my panties aside. His intake of breath was audible when he felt my cunt under his fingers, pure wet heat, as humid as a greenhouse, and I shifted against him. “You just concentrate on driving and don’t kill us,” I instructed before taking him into my mouth again.
“Okay,” he breathed, his fingers exploring my fleshy crease, my tongue making flat circles around the head of his cock. “Oh god, Janie, your mouth is so good…”
I made an eager noise in my throat as I sucked him, using both my mouth and hand now, washing him with my saliva. The sound of his breathing, harsh and heavy, filled the car.
“Put your fingers in me,” I begged, spreading my thighs wider for him. “Finger my pussy. Fuck me.”
He groaned and slid two fingers in, pumping his hand against my cunt. “Like that?”
“Mmmmm!” I responded around his cock, feeling the length of him swell as I fucked him back, thrusting his fingers in deep. “Hard! Harder!â€
He got even more rough, his hand driving, relentless, making me go crazy on his cock. God I wanted to climb him like a tree and ride him, but what we were doing was dangerous enough. The car was barreling along the highway, thundering underneath me as I sucked him, his cock like velvet granite, tasting his pre-cum and slaving for more.
“Oh fuck, Janie, baby, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna come!”
Why in the world would I stop? There was no way—the meaty onslaught of his cock in my mouth made my pussy beg for release. His fingers curled inside me, his hips vaulting upward, and I sucked him, tight-fisted, gulping, faster, more. “Ahhhhhh!”
The sound he made when he came, like a snarl caught in his throat, was a sweet, staccato symphony to my ears as he flooded my mouth with cum. I swallowed all of it hungrily, wiggling over the console, trying to get even more of him. His cock grew fat with every fresh throb and I worked him with my fist, too, draining him dry.
“Oh damn,” he whispered as I sat up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and looking over at him with half-closed eyes. “That was…”
His eyes widened when he looked over at me, leaning back against the passenger door and putting one bare foot up on the console. My dress was pulled up to my hips, my panties tugged aside, my pussy exposed.
“Josh, the road,” I reminded him, noticing we were swerving into the next lane.
“Right.” His gaze shifted and he adjusted the vehicle, sighing as he glanced at me again. His fingers found his way to his mouth, sucking my juices as he watched me reach down and spread my red and swollen lips. “Now I just want to return the favor. You taste so fucking good.”
“Do I?” I dipped my fingers into my honey and brought them to my mouth.
He groaned. “Don’t make me pull this car over, young lady.”
“Promises, promises,” I teased.
He turned the wheel, heading for the shoulder of the road, and I laughed. “No! Don’t you dare!”
Sighing, he righted things, working the gearshift to send us rocketing even faster down the highway. “If you knew how much I wanted you…”
“Show me.” I reached for his hand, guiding it between my legs, sliding down to give him easier access.
I saw him swallow, but his eyes were on the road as his fingers began to explore, making me moan when he nudged my clit.
“Rub it for me,” I purred, working the buttons on my sundress from the top down. He did as I asked, stealing glances as he made circles with his thumb against my clit.
“Jesus, Janie,” he whispered as I pulled my bra down, exposing my breasts and playing with my nipples.
“The road,” I murmured, moaning as his fingers slipped inside, his thumb still working my clit.
“I can’t concentrate,” he groaned, turning his gaze half-back to the highway. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Don’t stop,” I begged, rocking against his hand, biting my lip. “Oh Josh, please, please, make me come.”
He sank his fingers into me, faster, harder, the wet sound of my pussy being fucked filling the car. I asked for more, more, and he fingered me, hammering my cunt until I wailed and careened against the seat, finally throwing my head back and howling as I came, knowing I was getting the leather upholstery soaked, saturating his hand with the sticky copious sap of my cunt. My pussy clamped down again and again as I keened and twisted, completely at the mercy of my climax, lost in the pure pleasure of my orgasm.
“Oh. My. God.” I opened my eyes, first seeing the sky, the color of gun metal, still raining down silver, and then catching the sight of the guy in the semi-truck driving next to us, staring down at me with wide eyes and a huge grin on his face. “Oh! God!”
by Selena Kitt
Sam is the older woman, secretly dating a younger man. But she just can’t help herself. From those big hands on her body to the sexy sheen of his dark, shaved head, Del is simply irresistible. When the younger man suggests a private shaving session, Sam finds herself under his spell once again in this modern, sexy and delightfully reversed Samson and Delilah.
Warnings: This title contains graphic language and interracial sex.
Word Count: 5,180
Price: $1.99
EXCERPT:
“Are you going to see her tomorrow?” I slanted him the question.
He hesitated, and I wondered if he was going to play dumb. He didn’t, but—as usual—he didn’t give me a straight answer either. “You have a beautiful cunt, you know that?” His eyes fell to the triangle between my legs.
“Thank you.” I smiled, knowing he was trying to distract me, and I let him. I put my feet up on the counter, opening my thighs, giving him a better view. “So, are you going to see her?”
“Samantha.” He said my name with a sigh. I didn’t reply but just watched him instead.
“I might.” He used the razor over the few spots he’d missed. I waited. “Probably.” I just gave him more silence as he wiped his face clean with a towel. “Yeah, I guess.”
“I figured.”
He put some shaving cream on the tip of his finger and touched my nose with it.
I rolled my eyes. “Jerk!” I wiped it off with my hand, dabbing it onto the tuft of my pubic hair with a grin.
His eyes lit up, and he reached over and opened the top drawer under where I was sitting, pulling out a pair of manicure scissors.
“I was kidding!” I grabbed his towel and wiped off the shaving cream.
“I’m not.” He snapped the scissors open and closed, his dark eyes flashing, his grin devious.
“I thought you liked it!” I cried. He had often said how much he liked that I was a natural blond, the hair between my legs just a shade darker than the strawberry-blonde hair on my head. Our physical differences, the natural contrast, the strawberry cream and black coffee of our skin together, only served to drive our passion to further heights.
“Mmm, I do.” He knelt on the floor so he was eye-level between my legs, leaning in and kissing all around my pubic hair. “But I’d love to lick your pussy when it was shaved.”
I touched the curly, wiry mass of hair. I had never trimmed or shaved there. “I wonder what it would feel like…”
“Want to find out?” He showed me the scissors again. Seeing him eyeing my bits with a sharp implement in his hands was quite a shock.
“I don’t know.” I bit my lip. “Do we have time?”
“Plenty.” His lips brushed my thigh as he breathed my scent. The sight of his dark, smooth, newly shaved head between my legs elicited an immediate response, and I felt myself opening to him. “Don’t you trust me?”
I sighed. “Should I?”
“Yes.” His fingers probed my slit, spreading it open. He kissed my clit, his lips soft against my flesh.
“Okay,” I breathed, leaning back against the mirror as his tongue moved through my wetness.
“I want to kiss her goodbye.” He eased his way through, making his tongue into a sharp little point to probe inside of me. I moaned when his fingers replaced his tongue, sliding deep into my flesh as his mouth moved over my clit. I was still surprised at how skilled he was at this, how attentive, how eager to please.
The Baumgartner series continues, this time exploring Janie’s world as she moves to New York to try to make it as a writer, all the while serving as part-time lover in a polyamorous relationship with Veronica and TJ and full-time nanny to their daughter, Beth. Janie’s life is already incredibly full when she—literally—runs into an agent one morning who sees great potential in her—and not just as a writer. As Janie’s relationship with Josh blooms and her career takes off, Ronnie’s happy surprise turns into a problem that even a vacation in a mountain cabin with the Baumgartners can’t fix, throwing everyone’s life off-kilter. Janie, especially, is spread thin, trying to please everyone while keeping Josh from finding out the true nature of her relationship with her benefactors. She knows she has to tell him eventually, but fear holds her back. Will she lose him? Will she be forced to make an impossible choice? Or will she, perhaps, find that the capacity for the human heart to love is, indeed, endless?
Warnings: This title contains graphic language, sex, and menage.
Word Count: 51,125
EXCERPT:
Prologue
I think I was almost two years old when my brother Henry came along. I admit, I don’t remember looking forward to having a sibling. I was pretty mad about the whole thing. My mother still tells people about the time I used an entire bottle of Elmer’s glue to try and seal the baby’s room door shut—and he hadn’t even arrived yet. Besides, he was getting my old room, the one with the fun window you could crank open on hot days, and what good was that going to be for a baby, anyway?
It didn’t matter that I had brand new wallpaper in my new room with ladybugs that were as soft as velvet to the touch—the room that used to be Daddy’s office with the big oak desk—or that my mother had taken me shopping to find the perfect ladybug bedspread to match. It didn’t matter that I had a new big-girl bed with a tall canopy and wispy white curtains that billowed in the breeze from the open window like sails.
It didn’t matter, because I was sure, once that baby came, no one would love me anymore.
It was after the Elmer’s glue incident, after my Daddy had threatened to paddle me within an inch of my life—he never did, he never touched either of us in anger that way, but he would say it sometimes and it was the one time I really believed he might actually do it—I finally crawled into my mother’s lap and laid my soul bare.
She didn’t rush to reassure me or change my already-made-up little mind. She just rocked me gently and let me cry about it for a while.
Finally, she asked, “You love me, don’t you, Janie?â€
I nodded against her breast, easily giving her the reassurance I was looking for myself.
“And you love your daddy, don’t you, precious?†She stroked my hair, long and blonde like hers, only a few shades lighter.
“Yes,†I agreed, squirming in her lap, already sensing somehow what was coming.
“But how can you love us both?â€
Her question stopped me and I stared up at her, my mouth gaping, the realization slowly dawning. She whispered, “Our hearts are so big, Janie, that we can always love. No matter what. We always have room to love someone else.†Then she laughed and cuddled me close. “Besides, we’re Baumgartners. We can love the whole world if we want to.â€
And it was true. They loved me and they loved my brother, and we both loved them. We were a family—we were the Baumgartners, and we Baumgartners could love the whole world.
At the time, my mother was just reassuring a jealous sibling, saying something to comfort me when my world was about to expand beyond my usual, comfortable boundaries.
Years later, though, pressed between two warm bodies under the sheets, I would remember her words, and they would take on a whole new meaning.
I was resistant to the idea at first, sure that I wouldn’t get enough love, enough attention, that my world would come crashing down if I included anyone else, but I was proven wrong then, and I was proven wrong later. Experience proved me wrong again and again, opening my heart wider with every new encounter.
I was a Baumgartner. I was made to love—often and well. My mother was right. She always is.
Sometimes I think I really could love the whole world, if the world gave me a chance.
e world, if the world gave me a chance.
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