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  • Denisse Rose Kathleen Hope

    BDSM MEGA COLLECTION: 11 BDSM EROSICA STORIES Story 1: The Offer Story 2: Searching For Domination Story 3: Bedroom Domination Story 4: Dominated Next Door Story 5: Harder Story 6: Capturing Savannah Story 7: Obey Me Story 8: Under Restraint Story 9: Touching All Bases Story 10: Hands Tied Story 11: Master's Orders WARNING: THIS MEGA COLLECTION CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY....read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    In 1885, Daisy Mary Fields lives with her parents and four sisters on Thunder Ranch in the Arizona Territory, right outside the gates of Fort Huachuca '" the regimental headquarters of the U.S. Army Fourth Cavalry. When Captain Brian Andrews comes to Thunder Ranch to buy horses, he is shown the Thoroughbred remounts that Daisy's father raises in hopes of providing faster and stronger horses for the soldiers. Though the army isn't convinced that the blood of fragile, hot-headed racehorses is what the cavalry needs, Daisy is swept away by the handsome young captain from the start '" though the first time she sees him, she's wearing men's clothes and he takes her for a teenage...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    In 1885, Lavender Belle Fields lives with her parents and four sisters on Thunder Ranch in the Arizona Territory, right outside the gates of Fort Huachuca the regimental headquarters of the U.S. Army Fourth Cavalry. Though she is past twenty, Lavender is something of a tomboy and a wild child, liking nothing better than to gallop her horse bareback into a creek filled with swimming soldiers and treating love and romance as nothing more than harmless amusement. Yet Lavender is quite the beauty when she takes the time to put on a silk dress and smooth her hair, and she has caught the eye of the strong and serious Lt. Ethan West. When Lavender's father decides to ride north in...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Ease up on the make-up, Brenda,I said, turning my face away. That's way too much mascara. Brenda gently turned my face back to hers. Will you be still before you make me mess up? Are you sure you know what you're doing?I asked. I was trying to sit really still but it was hard. I wanted to see what I looked like. I never wore much make-up. I guess I never really needed it. Guys seemed to flock to me anyway without it. I hoped it would be that way this time too. Of course I know what I'm doing,Brenda snapped. I did Kari's make-up the last time. And she wasn't complaining. I chuckled. Ok. Ok. I'm sorry. I just don't want to look like a tramp or something. And I...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    It was an insanely busy day at the lingerie shop. The kind that made Taylor consider quitting. First, she had to deal with an annoying customer who took forever to decide on a color of the bustier she wanted, then it was a rush of customers who came in seconds before closing. I need something in hot pink that makes my hips look slimmer,  one customer demanded. Another said, This teddy you sold me makes my butt look big.  A third customer loudly chimed in, Do you have anything that will make me look like Jennifer Lawrence?  In the middle of the mad rush, the phone rang. Sandy's Sweet Shop, can I help you?  she answered. Yes, you...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Mia loved her job. Writing an advice column for sexually troubled people was a task she was perfectly suited for. She had a therapy degree and an uncanny ability to place herself in other's people's shoes. Every day, her inbox greeted her with a new challenge. Monday morning was no exception. Mia read the email seconds after dragging herself out of bed. She hadn't had her coffee yet, but the email's explosive content jolted her wide awake. Dear Mia, After years of marriage, my husband and I had become accustomed to wild, passionate sex night after night " sometimes up to three or four times a day. Taking a break from the email, Mia fanned herself. Three or four times a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Ease up on the make-up, Brenda, I said, turning my face away. Thats way too much mascara. Brenda gently turned my face back to hers. Will you be still before you make me mess up? Are you sure you know what youre doing? I asked. I was trying to sit really still but it was hard. I wanted to see what I looked like. I never wore much make-up. I guess I never really needed it. Guys seemed to flock to me anyway without it. I hoped it would be that way this time too. Of course I know what Im doing, Brenda snapped. I did Karis make-up the last time. And she wasnt complaining. I chuckled. Ok. Ok. Im sorry. I just dont want to look like a tramp or...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Mia loved her job. Writing an advice column for sexually troubled people was a task she was perfectly suited for. She had a therapy degree and an uncanny ability to place herself in others peoples shoes. Every day, her inbox greeted her with a new challenge. Monday morning was no exception. Mia read the email seconds after dragging herself out of bed. She hadnt had her coffee yet, but the emails explosive content jolted her wide awake. Dear Mia, After years of marriage, my husband and I had become accustomed to wild, passionate sex night after night – sometimes up to three or four times a day. Taking a break from the email, Mia fanned herself. Three or four times a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Don, I got tickets for the concert in the park for next month. I hope the weather will be nice for it,' I said to my husband as he stuffed papers into his briefcase. 'I do love concerts in the park. Don't you?' 'Hmm,' was all he said 'Where is my agenda?' I tried not to feel hurt by him brushing me off. It was nothing new these days. He'd been so busy with work lately that he didn't seem to have time for me or anything else. I sighed and handed him the leather bound book. He took it without a word and zipped up his messenger bag. Slinging it over his shoulders, he picked up his travel bag and suitcase. He was off to another business trip. 'I have to go. I'll call you from...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    I've always had a thing for cops. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the uniform or the cocky way they swagger around, ready to snap into action at a moment's notice. Whatever the reason, I would feel my temperature soar when a cop would appear. That's the way I always felt at the diner when Brad would walk in. I worked the graveyard shift at Cory's Diner, so things would be pretty quiet and lonely around midnight. That's when Brad would come in, politely tip his cap and take a seat. "Hey, there, Patsy. I hope your night's going well." Tuesday night was a night just like any other. I was bored and lonely until Brad showed up. But seeing his handsome face brought me to life. I could feel a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “Yeah this definitely is your first time,” she commented. “You look like a kid with a new toy.” I stared up at her. “So am I doing something wrong?” She shook her head. “Nope.” She leaned down and ran the tip of her tongue along my bottom lip. “Play with your toy,” she whispered. For a moment, I looked up at her not sure if she were playing with me or serious. As tough as I was, I would burst into tears if she pulled away from me now before I had a chance to taste her. So I decided to take a chance. At least if she walked away, I’d have something that I could dream about. Lifting my head, I captured one nipple in my mouth. Her moan echoed off...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    I watched as she knelt in front of me on the bed. We slowly moved towards each other as if we were drawn together by an invisible magnet. I sighed as her lips meshed with mine and we kissed the way I’d seen her kiss Bella. I slipped my arms around her neck and she clung to my waist. Our tongues dueled wildly and we both moaned at the same time in pleasure. Her hand slid down to cup my breast and I moaned again. I didn’t know the rules about making love with a woman so I figured that if I did to her what she did to me, I’d be okay. So I trailed my fingers over her breasts, tugging her nipples...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    He thrusted, and she wrapped her arms around his torso like she was holding on for dear life. Her fingertips slid along the hard planes of his biceps and stroked his hair, occasionally her nails would make an appearance across his back. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make him thrust into her more desperately at every turn. His arms could barely support his torso in the fever, and he started to hold onto Olivias instead. They were so warm, so alive, and the heat between their bodies was just growing. The slide of skin on skin was all the stimulation either one needed. They came together, gasping, bodies rocking through the aftershocks of their climax until they simply collapsed in...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    œThere's that guy again, Regan. Look.' I looked up to see the guy Shaquanna was referring to. He was the same guy who'd been coming into the coffee shop where I worked as a waitress every day. I didn't think anything of it. He was probably new in town or just passing through. He shuffled in and sat down in a booth near the window. He carried a green duffel bag that he dropped on the booth seat next to him. I figured he must be military because his green looked Army issue. I took a moment to study him. His medium brown hair was thick and in need of a haircut. Dark stubble marred his jaw and from this far away, I couldn'™t tell what color his eyes were. 'œHe'™s sitting...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    I took a moment to look her over. She was pretty with her bouncy blond hair. She wasn't a natural blond, and I wondered what her original hair color was. I found myself staring at her eyes though. Two shimmering pools of green blue. A girl could drown in them. I let my gaze travel down her body. She had to be around my age, but you would think that she was about 18 the way her body looked. She was slim, skinny even, but muscled from years of vault and balance beam. Her waist was tiny and her legs long. Unbidden came the thought of those long slim legs around my neck as...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    œJust be gentle,' he said softly, cupping Allen'™s cheek and tugging his lower lip free before kissing him again. His hand slid from Allen'™s cheek to his shoulder, to his chest and the work rough thumb rubbed against a nipple until it peaked. 'œDon'™t need to rush.' Allen'™s breath was already coming short. He wondered if he'™d even be able to make it very long, let alone until Bill was inside of him. Thunder crashed almost on top of them, startling Allen, as his focus was all on Bill. 'œJust relax,' murmured Bill, kissing...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    "Aspen liked me. She drew herself toward me, and I felt her body pressing against mine, her breasts nuzzling against my own. She had worn a light, nearly sheer shirt, and I felt her nipples hardening as she moved in toward me. Feirno watched as he stripped his clothes off. Aspen noticed his body and turned us so she could kiss me and watch him. Her lips on mine, we moved together toward the bed. I had kissed plenty of women before, but none had been quite like Aspen. Her mouth fit mine perfectly, and, as I felt Feirno climb into the bed with us, I continued to kiss her deeply, exploring her mouth with my...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    *** 4 GAY EROTICA STORIES IN TOTAL *** 1) Wanting My Best Friend 2) Middleman 3) Butt Naked 4) 50 Shades of...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Pricilla jumped to her feet and paced about the room, silently giving herself a frantic pep talk. I am not a lesbian. I am not a lesbian. I am not a lesbian. This was only a one-time fantasy! And I've never once acted on these desires. Never! I am not a lesbian. I am not a lesbian. I am not a lesbian. Once satisfied by the pep talk, she sat, calmer, less panicked...until a knock came to the door. 'Yes?' she asked, leaping back to the feet.... WARNING - This story has hot and steamy content and is not suitable for all ages....read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Dave reluctantly got to his feet, pulling Joey up as well. They ran through the rain and the storm to their cabin laughing as they got inside and tumbled onto Joey's bunk. Oh, we are so sleeping in yours when we're done. Mines going to be soaked. Joey rolled them over so he was on top, reaching for the button of Dave's jeans. You won't hear any complaints from me. With the power out, it's going to get cold tonight. Dave stripped off his shirt and tugged at Joey's pulling it over his head. Joey kissed him and got up to open the locker. You're okay with this? he asked, shucking his pants and...read more