In Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 5, award-winning editor Rachel Kramer Bussel takes readers on an outrageous journey into the world of female fantasy and desire. These sexy stories offer up wild, hot and steamy tales from today’s top authors. You’ll be swept away by the sexiest business deal ever, break the rules in a future world where skin on skin contact is forbidden, and discover the art of getting off by phone sex.
From threesomes to mermaid sex, fetishes, sex parties and much more, these authors steam up the pages with tales of trysts, love, and lust where nothing is held back. If you’re looking to escape from the everyday and discover what happens when women are ready to get totally outrageous, this book is for you.
With new stories by beloved authors including Joanna Angel, Balli Kaur Jaswal, CD Reiss, Sierra Simone, and Sabrina Sol, along with newcomers to the genre, you’ll savor every sizzling page.
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**For your LesFic fix in this anthology, check out: The Summer of 1669 by Lee Minxton, Spin by Lauren Emily **
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From “At the Pleasure of the President” by Sabrina Sol:
That’s when it hit her. In that moment, Jack wasn’t thinking of her as the president. She was a woman he wanted to have sex with. And that thrilled her more than anything had in a very long time.
Olivia stepped back. Slowly and deliberately, she began to undress. First she unzipped her navy-blue skirt and let it fall to the ground. Next came her crème-colored silk blouse and nude stockings. He stopped her before she could slide out of her full slip and bra.
“Let me help you,” he said, his eyes dark with desire.
He hooked his fingers in both straps and pulled them off her shoulders. She gasped as he lowered his head and swiped his tongue over the curve of her cleavage. Hands cupped both breasts, kneading and caressing them and eliciting throaty moans she never knew she could utter. With one deft move, he yanked everything down and caught one taut nipple with his mouth.
“Jack!” she cried out.
He continued sucking and licking as his hands moved to her backside. She was quickly spinning out of control. And she didn’t care one bit.
“Do you know how many times I’ve dreamt about doing this?” he said after a few minutes.
When she shook her head, he answered his own question. “Thousands.”
That admission startled her. “Really?”