It’s Time and Other Stories
By, Anna Bayes
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Date Published: February
28, 2014
This collection of 15 romantic bite-size
stories is a must-have for Anna’s loyal fans and serves as the perfect sampler for new
readers. Find out why fans from everywhere are addicted to Anna’s writing.
The collection begins with the tale of a woman
who has decided that “It is time” to give her lover a final gift.
From the sweet, vanilla exchanges of love (such
as “Love Letter,” “Gratitude” and “Ticket to France”), the electrifying thrill
of instant attraction (“Stockings, Pendant, Arousal” and “Unexpected”),
paranormal love story (“Lucy Reborn”) to steamy tales that stretch the mind and
boundaries (for example, “My Reluctant Dom” and “Four Hot Guys”), these 15
stories promise to tease and gratify.
Note: Explicit sex scenes. Adult material
intended for readers aged 18+.
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*Excerpt from title story, “It Is Time”*
It is time, I believe.
My heart beats in my throat, and a chilling cold freezes my
fingers, but I urge myself to speak my mind. “How many women do you have?”
He regards me calmly.
I gulp, and feel a whirlwind stirring in my stomach, but I
look back at him with as much strength as I can muster.
“There are you, Robyn -- you already know Robyn, and
another girl called Tess.” He articulates slowly and clearly. “Three.”
A dull pain settles in my heart, but I accept it without
letting it flare up. “Do they know as well?” I ask.
“Robyn possibly suspected that I had already met you before
we had our threesome.”
He says. “But no, basically. You are the only one who’ve
ever asked.”
I nod.
The question, “Who’s your favorite?” circles in my head,
but I know better than to ask that. Instead, I enquire, “You looked so peaceful
when I asked you, were you expecting that question?”
“Not exactly.” He brushes a loose strand of hair out of my
view as he continues. “But you’re easily the smartest girl I’ve met in my whole
life. Whatever query you have, I think it’s best if I answer plainly, instead
of trying to lie.”
I take a sip from my lukewarm tea and look around the
apartment. The walls are bare; his suitcase is still leaning against the
farthest wall, near the window. Except for the drinks on the kitchen counter,
our shoes in the doorway and our clothes flung about casually on the floor, the
place is empty.
He is in town every month or so, staying for about ten days
each time. His business is good, so he can easily afford a spare apartment in
the choicest region only for sleep and sex dates. The dingy brown sofa-bed does
not bother him; he fucks hard and long on it, then cradles me to sleep.
I had known he was not for keeps, but the way he remembered
details from our pillow talk, the meticulous attention he paid my body whenever
he enjoyed me, and the sweet nothingness he consistently texted me everyday
when he was away gradually built a cage around my heart. I grew attached to him
and yearned for him earnestly.
To be fair, there is nothing to blame in him, because he
has never deceived. Girls believed what they wanted; he never had to lie. I
willingly accepted his sorry excuses whenever I wished to see him; it had
always been him setting the time and date, and I showed up each time without
fail.
I place the tea on the side, shift my position to face him
and drink in his handsome features. His blue-green eyes effortlessly capture my
soul; I drown in their watery symmetry. I often wonder if he truly speaks
through his eyes, or am I the one convincing myself that I can read loving
messages in his gaze. Perhaps I simply recite what my heart craves to hear in
my mind when I worship his beauty.
Anna writes contemporary, paranormal, BDSM and LGBT erotic
romances. She is herself a bisexual submissive, and finds writing the perfect
outlet for her wild ideas.
In real life, Anna is an introverted bookworm, looks sweet and kind of innocent, but don’t let her brown eyes fool you.
Thank you for hosting me! :-)
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