Title: The Other P Word
Author: MK Schiller
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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I started imagining stories in my head at a very young age. In fact, I got so good at it that friends asked me to create plots featuring them as the heroine and the object of their affection as the hero. You've heard of fan fiction... this was friend fiction.
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He set the drink in front of me and poured one for himself. âDid you come to see me?â
âAre you going to tell me you just happened to be in the neighborhood?â
âWould you believe I got on the wrong bus?â
âSometimes you can get on the wrong bus and still manage to get off at the right stop.â
A partial groanâ¦almost a growl halted me.
âHowdy neighbor,â he said.
âWhat the hell, Evan. You canât just barge in on me.â
He grinned, kicking the door so it opened all the way. âYour door was ajar.â
I stomped over to him. âItâs not a jar. Itâs a door.â
âFunny. What are you? Six years old?â
âSometimes. I canât believe you spied on my slutty dance.â
âDid you do that at the club the other night?â
âNo. I only do it in private.â
âThatâs good because your private dance is liable to cause a lot of public hard-ons.â
âYouâre pretty gross.â
âAnd youâre pretty.â
I cleared my throat. âMy turn - whatâs the craziest sexual thing youâve ever done?â
He chuckled softly, probably recounting the event. âI let a girl drive my bike and then I made her come.â
âThatâs not crazy.â
âWhile she was driving it.â
My mouth gaped. âThatâs so dangerous.â
He shrugged. âWe had our helmets on.â
âYou planning on coming in or you just gonna keep undressing me with your eyes?â
I shook my head and cleared my throat. âIn all fairness, youâre not wearing much to begin with.â
He leaned toward me, his voice dropping to a whisper. âThen why the hell is it taking you so damn long?â
Teaser 5 (naughty)
I couldnât finish because he started then. He stroked me with that tongue and every time I got used to a movement, he changed it up, causing me to cry out again. He held onto my legs, keeping them spread. I fell back on the bed, falling, falling, falling apart. He hooked each of my legs over his shoulder and sat up, lifting the lower half of my body with this. I watched him eating me out like he was hungry for meâ¦starving. And I donât know if he meant it to be instruction, but it sure the hell was the most erotic thing Iâd ever seen. His thumb gently pressed on my clit and he inserted another finger, while his tongue still thrust inside me.
He peered at me, his eyes blazing.
Evan may have been part porn star and part rock star, but in that moment, a new nickname surfaced above all others. Evan David Wright wasâ¦.The Pussy Whisperer.