Includes gritty fiction Quinn Gabriel * Willsin Rowe * Rita Winchester * Alison Tyler * Sommer Marsden * Aisling Weaver * Heidi Champa * Shanna Germain * Parker Ford * Justine Elyot Needs. We all have them. What you will find in this book are tales—tawdry and otherwise—of folks who are on a mission to fulfill their needs. Or, in some cases, people who are lucky enough to have partners willing to help them meet their needs. Dirty, rough, gritty, coarse, sometimes startling—always stimulating. This is love and lust, fucking and seduction on the rough side. The gritty, edgy underbelly of relationships and love and sex. CONTENT This book contains rough sex, explicit sex, explicit language, infidelity, m/f/m sex, m/m sex, ménage, corporal punishment, whipping, seduction and BDSM. Readers 18+ ONLY
Professional dirty word writer, gluten free baker, sock addict, fat wiener dog walker, expert procrastinator. That sums it up.
Sommer Marsden has been called “…one of the top storytellers in the erotica genre” (Violet Blue), “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler), “…the whirling dervish of erotica” (Craig J. Sorensen),and "Erotica royalty..." (Lucy Felthouse). Her erotic novels include Restricted Release, Restless Spirit, Boys Next Door, and the Zombie Exterminator series. Sommer currently writes for Harper Collins Mischief, Ellora's Cave, Xcite Books, Pretty Things Press, Excessica and Resplendence Publishing.
You can find Sommer's short works in well over one hundred and twenty-five (and counting) erotic anthologies.Visit her at Unapologetic Fiction http://sommermarsden.blogspot.com
Sommer Marsden must have been a good girl. A really good girl, otherwise, she’d never have been able to make those talented authors of steamy smutfiction write her stories that you can’t tear your eyes from. I had planned to read a story per day. It hasn’t worked. Once I had started, I had to read it all in one go. The book includes 10 short stories on wants and needs, all different, all stimulating, all rough, all good. If you asked me: Go and read it. Get inspired. I bet you won't regret. I didn't. I want more.
"Rain sliced the night, tiny crystalline razors splitting the dark into isolated ill-kit worlds.
"Whore," he murmured. Something flicked in his cold, dark gaze too quickly for her to discern. Her own stomach lurched at the affection-laced disgust he managed to thread through the word.
Tears slid down her cheeks, desperate want down her inner thighs.
"Your ears are perfectly attuned to the music of kink, arent they Sugarplum?"