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Contemporary Erotica

Drive-In, Coming Together: Under Fire

Proceeds benefit the Southern California Wildfire Relief Fund and the San Diego Foundation's After-the-Fires 2007 Fund. 

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Excerpt|Behind the Scenes|Anthology Authors

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“I’m fine.”

“You aren’t too cold?”  His concern warmed her, as did the blanket he pulled up, covering her shoulders.

“How could I be?  You’re a like a radiator on high, spilling heat for all around you.”

“It’s all your fault I’m so hot, it feels like forever since I held you close, and I’m horny.”  Using the tip of his tongue, he traced the edge of her ear before whispering, “Unzip my pants and suck my cock.”

To her, his deep quiet voice was as seductive and enticing as what his body could do to hers.  She felt his every breath sliding through her veins, spreading desire along the way until it ended in a pool of lust bubbling for attention, satisfaction.  The blunt demand his words presented turned her on even more.  He had that kind of affect on her.

Mark Taylor, extraordinary lover and firefighter, had been away on a three-day shift and was now on-call if something big came up.  The every able body in a ready position was mandatory at the coast during unpredictable Santa Ana wind conditions.  There was fear when she thought specifically about what he did, the danger promised at every turn, but made a conscious effort to think about the positive.  Hana enjoyed their time together and waited for the day he said he loved her.  She believed he did but wanted to hear the words all the same.

The next four days, he was hers and she was feeling selfish, hungry for his particular brand of loving.  Having met on a blind date four months ago, they quickly discovered how well matched they were, in and out of bed.  They were sensualists, who enjoyed their bodies and sex, luxuriating in all the pleasure that came when they came together. 

The evening’s festivities were taking place in a different forum than where they usually played.  The venue was a roving drive-in, set up at a private cove overlooking the Pacific Ocean with triple-X films on the screen for an invitation-only crowd.