Read Stories for When the Sun Goes Down (Sexy Anthology) Online
Authors: Lily Harlem
I nod. I’ll be good. No more sounds. I just want him to do
it again. I want to feel that heat bloom to my clit and make it pulse and jump
some more. A few seconds later another burst of pain breaks right through the
first one, then there’s a third leathery thwack against my tormented skin. I
grip the hay, pull out handfuls and chew down on the glove. I don’t like it, I
can’t stand it. I adore it, I want him to go for a fourth.
He swats at my cheeks again and then aims one for my
thighs, the pain changes, endorphins are being released. Now it’s all pleasure.
Every single stroke buzzes me to a wonderfully hypersensitive state. Reality
fades and I feel the orgasm calling again. It will take so little to tip me
over. He strikes some more, controlled but heated, each hurt a blur as it
builds the bigger picture. I reach down and push my hand between my legs,
fumble for a way of releasing the pressure.
“SHERRY… SHERRY…!” A teenage voice breaks through my
crazy new world. “ARE YOU IN THERE, SHERRY?”
I freeze.
One of the youngsters is in the doorway of the barn.
Shit,
shit, shit
, rings through my head in a mantra of panic. There’ll be no time
to dress or hide if she ventures in to look for me.
She shouts out again. “SHERRY, ARE YOU IN THERE? I THINK
FREEDIE’S SADDLE IS SPLITTING ON THE POMMEL. CAN YOU TAKE A LOOK?”
Neither of us moves; we don’t make a sound, we don’t even
breathe for fear of discovery. I couldn’t care less about a split pommel, all I
can think of is my naked ass being beaten in public by a complete stranger.
“Is she in there?” A familiar voice joins the hunt for me.
“No, I don’t think so, Emily. She must be down the bottom
field.”
“Just wait for her to get back then, its too cold to
go all that way. You can clean the bridle for now.”
“Yeah, I suppose.”
To my giddy relief their footsteps drift away and their
high-pitched chatter fades.
I drop my hands from the ragged hay and release the glove
from my mouth. My arse is on fire, my pussy demanding attention, but I can’t do
this. Not here. Not now. The risks are too great. That was too bloody close.
He apparently has other ideas and before I can utter a word
he’s on me. His tongue plunges into my mouth and his arms pull me to the floor
beneath him. “We can’t…” I whimper, fighting to hold onto my thin thread of
sanity.
“Sh…” he soothes, his dense weight pinning me to the carpet
of hay. Sharp little spikes prod at my bare bottom and the tops of my legs. He
kisses me hard and I feel his erection shoving against my naked mound, offering
its glorious length and girth even through his trousers, rubbing me, tempting
me.
Thinking gives way to feeling.
I kiss him back. We have to get on with this
—
quick.
He takes the hint and rocks to his heels. I make out his
bent shoulders, hear the zipper of his fly and smell latex from a condom. Then
he’s back over me, determined and heavy. He’s going to be big and hard and in
one hell of a rush. I throb with longing and tremble with anticipation.
But he has other ideas, instead of going for a fast
missionary he grabs my legs and folds my knees onto the thick material of the
top I’m still wearing. He then loops my booted feet over his wide shoulders and
pulls my burning buttocks up onto his bent knees. I whimper in frustration. I
need to be filled. Now. I just want him to get on with it in the most efficient
way possible. Nothing fancy when we’re playing with fire.
He nudges with his cock to find my damp opening, takes aim
and then in one sharp thrust buries to the hilt. The whole length of him pushes
up against my cervix and his width spreads me wider than ever before. I go to
cry in pain and delight but no sound emerges. His hand is clamped across my
mouth. I can’t tell him how good it feels to have his hard wedge of flesh
burning me on the inside the same way he’s scorched me on the out.
He pulls back a fraction and then shoves in with a barely
audible grunt of approval. Totally dominant, perversely confident he’s silk on
steel. I can hardly move as he thrusts again and again.
He removes his hand from my mouth and I bite hard on my lip,
taste a draw of blood. The hay weaves into my hair and clothes as I’m rammed
several inches upward and then pulled back down with his demanding thrusts.
Swirls of delicious, greedy sensations pump through my
vagina. Breath-taking electricity jumps to my clit. The tension builds, grows,
mounts, one more hard pound and I’ll rollercoaster over the edge of heaven. I
need it now. I hold a breath in tormented anticipation of the explosion.
“What the fuck!” he swears and backs out of me with a
slippery jump.
The hay by my ear rustles and I tense to the point of
actually breaking bones. My legs drop from his shoulders and I feel a pressure
land on my chest.
It’s the damn stable cat.
“Get the hell out of here,” I hiss furiously and push to my
elbows to shift Fluff’s inquisitive body.
“Meow…” He leaps with suitable indignation and melts into
the darkness. I can feel my heartbeats skipping dangerously. I may well be
having a heart attack. “We should stop, this is too dangerous,” I gasp.
Within a second I’m flat on my back and being rammed into
again, unable to voice any further opinion. His tongue plunges into my mouth in
time with his thrusting hips. My legs are free at his side leaving his pubis
perfectly positioned to connect with my clit. Over and over and over he grinds.
I arch my hips to greet his. This is too good to walk away from. Could a person
die of pleasure? Could a person die of shame?
I’m panting, desperate for oxygen. The cold whooshing into
my lungs and mixing with the heat of his urgency is a potent drug. Sweat rises
over me and need races across my nerve endings. “Don’t,” I whisper by his ear.
“Don’t stop…”
His lips find my neck and he sucks
—
hard
—
to
the point of more pain, and I know he’s loosing control. Deep within me his
cock goes as rigid. He’s as near to coming as I am.
“God, yes… yes,” he hisses into my hair, his voice harsh
and hoarse.
His approval sends me reeling. Heat erupts on my flesh as
my eyes flash open to the darkness. A low, guttural moan rumbles to the tip of
my tongue only to be devoured by his hot mouth. His hips jerk with unimaginable
power as his cock flays my nerve endings into a blissful state of no return.
Pleasure overtakes me, holds me high on the precipice between the build up and
the inevitable convulsions, and then, then I let myself fall into oblivion.
His whole body bucks above me and he joins me in the same
climactic moment of euphoria. “Oh, yes… there, baby, that’s good… God, you’re
so fucking good.” It’s the most he’s ever said to me.
He drives deeper still. My internal muscles spasm and
clench him, squeeze out every second of his orgasm and mix it with my own in a
wild caress of joy.
His cheek slides against my face, rough and sharp with
stubble. He tries to internalise his primeval groan but doesn’t manage. I
cushion it in my mouth to keep us as quiet as possible.
His weight slumps, squashes down on me. He’s heavy and
uncomfortable but I rejoice in his all-consuming exhaustion. The exhaustion I’m
responsible for.
The moment doesn’t last long. All too soon he’s up and out,
leaving me empty and hollow. My jodhpurs land in a heap on my lap and he pulls
at my boots. With shaking, fumbling fingers I undo the knot of my trousers and
knickers and slip them on. He offers his hand and pulls me upright. My heart is
pounding so hard I’m sure he can hear it. God, what did we just do? It was
foolhardy, irresponsible, kinky and daring. My breathing is barely under
control.
I slip into my boots and hunt for my jacket. It’s strewn on
a bale to the right. I shrug it on and he twines his big fingers with mine,
straightens his own heavy coat and runs a hand through his wild hair.
We walk around the turret and into the window of light
dribbling in from the yard. At the doorway we stop and look at the fat
snowflakes floating silently from the night sky. I don’t want to speak and
spoil the magic of our post coital moment. This feels too perfect.
After a full minute he turns to me and says, “I’m Blake by
the way.” He offers a tilt of his lips, a smile but not quite.
“Sherry,” I say, and then feel stupid because he knows my
name.
A stampede of wellies suddenly heads toward us. Emily and
her friends skid across the yard, snowballs filling their palms and hoots of
delight echoing around the stable block. “Hey, Dad, take this,” she shouts,
hurling a lump of snow through the air.
Blake ducks and it lands inside the barn, missing its
target. He straightens and turns to me and I realize it’s the first time I’ve
seen his expression anything other than sombre. His whole face is alight. He
looks happy, alive. Creases gather around the corners of his dark eyes and I
notice how white and straight his teeth are as he laughs. He should do it more
often.
Still smiling, he reaches out and dips his fingers into my
hair and retrieves a long piece of hay with a seeded end. He shows it to me
briefly before tossing it over his shoulder. “You want to go get some food?” he
asks.
I see a sinful flash in his eyes and know it’s an offer of
wicked dessert rather than a wholesome dinner.
I nod.
I’m still hungry.
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Books by Lily Harlem
Breathe You In
–
sweetly sexy romance with a twist m/f
The Glass Knot
–
smokin’ hot ménage a trois m/m/f
Scored
– sex and soccer m/f
Hot Ice – steamy erotic romance about those bad boys of the
ice!
Hired
- m/f
Cross-Checked
- m/f
Slap
Shot
- m/f
Teamwork
- m/f/m
High-Sticked
- m/m
Misconduct - m/f (coming soon)
Shared
– threesome fun m/f/m
Shared
Too
– three and moresome fun! m/f/m
Cold
Nights, Hot Bodies
– virgin fantasies are the hottest m/f
Mattress Music Trilogy - short stories about sexy rock band The
Manic Machines
Mattress
Music
- m/f
Mirror
Music
- m/f
Ménage
a Music
- m/f/m
Stockholm
Surrender
– m/f suspenseful erotic romance and hostage taking!
Dessert
- erotic romance for men m/f
Bite Mark – vampire ménage coming soon
Escape
to the Country
– anything goes! m/f/m etc!
Dangerous
to Know
– pure but filthy erotica m/f
The
Unwholesome Adventures of Harita
- Bollywood BDSM m/f and m/f/m
Confessions
of a Naughty Night Nurse
– m/f
Orchestrating
Manoeuvres
- m/f/m
Joy
Ride
– a book in the Spice Rack series m/f
Co-Authored Novels
Sexy as Hell Trilogy by Harlem Dae – dark BDSM romance, best
read in order
Anything
for Him
– m/f story about crime and obsession
Good
Cop, Bad Cop
m/f/m
That
Filthy Book
– a married couple rediscovering each other in the
filthiest of ways!
Beauty and Pain – coming soon
Pain and Pleasure – coming soon
Pleasure and Danger – coming soon
Raw Talent – written with Lucy Felthouse
Break Point – coming soon
Praise for Lily Harlem’s work
Breathe You In
When he held me in his arms I saw a handsome, vibrant man with
desire in his eyes and love in his heart. But Ruben Strong was more than that;
he was a way out of my darkness, a glimmer of light peeking through my
shroud—he was a piece of what I no longer had.
What he didn’t know, but I did, was that he’d been waiting for me.
It had taken me time and courage to go looking for him, but if I hadn’t done
what I’d done on my bleakest day, he wouldn’t have been there for me to find.
My tumbling decisions led to a meeting that tipped everything I
thought I knew about myself upside down. While we were lying warm and naked in
his bed, my old memories became new ones and our souls talked to each other in
a way only we could understand. And our bodies, once we were brave enough to
hum a quiet tune, quickly produced a beautifully sexy song that threw open the
doors to love and laughter in my life once more.
IN SHADOWS REVIEW - Breathe You In is both sexy and sweet, tragic
and hopeful. The level of emotion Ms. Harlem evokes not only from the
characters but the reader as well shows a rare gift. In a few short pages, she
managed to make me cry, laugh, and yearn for this couple to connect. Breathe
You In has become my favorite title by Ms. Harlem to date. As always, I can't
wait to see what else she has in store for her readers.
MIZ LOVE REVIEW - This book is so wonderful I can't even begin to express
my feelings about it. Packed full of emotion. The writing is wonderful, the
setting so vivid, and the relationship between this couple as it grows is so
very real, so...just so brilliant. I will NEVER forget this story. It's one of
those that will haunt my mind for years to come. There comes a time when you
pick up a book and sink into it right away. Breathe You In tugged so hard, kept
me reading and rooting, and I must thank Ms Harlem for penning a story that
will always be with me.
The Glass Knot
What’s a girl to do when the guy she falls for is married to another
man?
This is exactly what happened to me. Seeing Josh Kendal stroll out
of the Mediterranean Sea wearing tight navy swim trunks and looking like a hot
new James Bond was a truly delicious moment. Catching sight of his wedding ring
was like a kick in the shin and meeting his gorgeous husband, phew, that was
enough to make any girl groan at the cruel joke God was playing on her.
But all was not as it seemed, and when Josh needed a woman to sort
out a ‘delicate predicament’ I was the one for the job – heck, what did I
have to lose? Certainly not as much as him, literally.
Trouble is, emotions always get tangled, loyalties can’t help but be
divided and with a night of memories so hot they'd have the devil sweating,
there was only one thing for it—it was time to get honest, fight for what
I wanted despite society’s constraints and open my heart to the people it
needed most.
THE JEEP DIVA REVIEW - As always in a Lily Harlem novel, the sex is
HOT! Ms. Harlem wrote mind-blowing scenes that would make any red-blooded gal
want to find two sexy studs as well. The Glass Knot has moved to one of my
favorite books of 2013.
AMAZON REVIEW - I'm not even done & I'm in love with this book.
I can tell it's going to be a favorite re-read. Lily has a way of writing that
is engaging, raw & real.
AMAZON REVIEW - Lily Harlem is a new author I've found and I
couldn't wait for this latest title to be released. I've read previews and
excerpts and first chapters and phew! This is one of the hottest books I've
read this summer. The characters are brilliantly described, the storyline
intriguing and the dirty bits? Well, they are everything you expect from Ms
Harlem and more. The M/F and M/M combinations got my mind ticking and my
I want this book on my kindle for ever!”
AMAZON REVIEW - This book is superb. I love the emotions, and I saw
everything so clearly. Sigh. It's beautiful.
Scored
Okay, so I eat, sleep and breathe football and reporting the
beautiful game is my dream career. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have time for
a major crush on the England captain, Lewis Tate. The bloke is sex on legs, hot
with a capital H. Add in his awe-inspiring talent, his brooding good looks and
what’s not to lust after?
So my excitement is sky-high as I set off with the official press
team to cover England’s battle for the European Cup. But when a series of
unfortunate, or as it turns out fortunate events, attracts Tate’s attention my
way, who am I to say no?
Add in a misogynistic manager, an over-zealous colleague, two blue
silk ties and some incredible ball-handling skills and it becomes clear the
road to victory, for me, will be an intensely erotic journey. Determined to
savor every moment, I hang onto my sanity as best I can while living the
fantasy and wondering if it can ever become reality. Because once Lewis Tate
has taken me to heaven and back, its clear no one else will ever compare.
EX LIBRIS REVIEWS - I loved Scored and that was mainly due to its
dreamy hero. Lewis was swoon-worthy both outside and inside: with a wet dream
body and a caring and loving heart he was a dreamlike fantasy. If you enjoy
reading about sexy athlete heroes you absolutely have to check out Scored, I'm
sure you'll love it!
MIZ LOVE REVIEW - Scored is a fantastic read—especially if
you're a fan of football/soccer. Ms Harlem's voice is a delight--very fresh and
lively--and she has the ability to put me right there amongst the characters.
Her style is always a pleasure too, and Scored--here comes a pun!-is one of the
top scorers out of the books I've read so far this year.
Stockholm Seduction
My soul was in turmoil. Ty Winters had not only kidnapped me in Oz,
my heartstoppingly gorgeous surfer had also stoked my darkest desires, bringing
all my fantasies to the surface. So Oxford wasn’t going well. Until, that is,
he creeped from the shadows—desperate, sexy, dangerous and wanting a
piece of me, literally!
He teased me with a taste of his carnal skills, leaving me burning
with frustration then forced to stand by as he fought for his beliefs using my
lust-addled body as his most powerful weapon.
Oh, my kidnapper knew just how to get what he wanted, giving me just
what I needed, while hiding our relationship from the British foreign minister
and police. Because sometimes two people are meant to be, even in the most
unconventional circumstances and twisted situations. We could fight the world,
but we couldn’t fight our passion.
Reader Advisory: This book contains a steamy scene where Ty shares
Penny with his best mate—lucky girl!
OYSTERS AND CHOCOLATE - The premise is inspired, and one of the most
unusual takes on the theme of kidnap within erotica that I’ve come across.
ROMANCING THE BOOK - This is one of the best books I have read in
quite a while. I gave it a rating of 5 out of 5, and would have given it more
if I could. I was completely hooked from the very beginning.
Hired
– all Hot Ice books have
glowing reviews, though only a few from book #1 are featured here. Hired and
Cross-Checked have also won industry awards.
One hundred grand to babysit bad boy Logan “Phoenix” Taylor on
a paradise island—seriously, how bad could he be?
Frankly, it didn’t matter. Not when it would make my dreams of going
to nursing school possible. I wasn’t even expected to talk to him, just hang
out in a luxurious villa on a private beach and study. Simple, right?
But I hadn’t counted on Logan being so deliciously bad that he was
oh, so good. And when the temperature cranked to boiling point, he knew just
how to satisfy the deepest, darkest part of my soul and give my body exactly
what it needed. Amongst the sand and waves, we transported each other to an
exquisite world of pleasure where only we existed, only we mattered.
But the heady mix of emotions and lust couldn’t keep things from
spiraling out of control back in reality, where I had to keep the truth that
I’d been hired to entertain him a secret at all costs…even if it shattered my
delicate heart. Even if it cost my destiny.
WHIPPED CREAM REVIEW - Looking for a fantastic story with sun, sand,
surf, and sizzling sex? Look no further! This new series is sure to please.
BLACK RAVEN REVIEWS -
Hired
has an abundant sexual
content that keeps Logan and Brooke all but devouring each other at any given
moment. I enjoyed the story so much, I just may have to read it again!
SIREN BOOK REVIEWS - There are times where a book exceeds your
expectations. You pick out a book thinking it'll be a good read.
Hired
completely
took me by surprise. I absolutely LOVED this book! The hot factor is high, the
characters so real and intriguing, and the journey for Brooke and Logan's
happiness a long one. I found myself relating to Brooke many times throughout
this story. It made me laugh, made me cry, and kept me engaged the whole time. I
am intrigued by this story and would most definitely check out more titles by
the author.
Dangerous to Know
For too many years I’ve hidden a sinful, erotic craving in the
darkest corner of my soul. Within this deeply buried sliver, shameful fantasies
rule and images—seedy, degrading, filthy images—burn through the
dark of night and hold my dreams hostage.
Luckily, the center of my whore obsession is keen to play my slutty
game. I know nothing about him, other than his taste, touch and smell, but
that’s how I want it, because of one thing I’m certain—this man is
dangerous to know. But despite the risks, in the very heart of New York, in
open view, I’ll tempt him with my wares, show him my skills and prove I’m up
for the job.
THE JEEP DIVA REVIEW - This short story leaves nothing to the
imagination.
Dangerous to Know
is completely in your face with
steamy, perverse sex, proving that sometimes twistedness and depravity is a
fantasy in the making.
Ms. Harlem
delivers dark imagery
that will shock and entertain. A must read, but not for the faint of heart.
Open-mindedness and free-thinking are a must when reading this short story. I
loved it and hated it all at the same time, thus telling me that
Ms.
Harlem
is one hell of a writer of erotica!
AMAZON REVIEW - If you're in the mood for a down and dirty
rendezvous with a rough and unapologetically callous hero, give Dangerous to
Know a try. Ms Harlem packs quite a punch in these 50 pages.
Dessert
Nyotaimori was new for me, eating my dinner off a beautiful naked
woman an experience I’d never been lucky enough to indulge in. So when a
customer treated me to a meal at The Geisha Plate it was an effort to keep my
cock under control and my focus on the food. Damn, it had been a while!
But control myself I did—until, that is, the spice levels
cranked to boiling point and dessert turned out to be a mind-blowing,
soul-twistingly delicious blow job. I instantly craved more.
Plus I’m not a guy who likes debt. I had to return the favor by
hook or by crook; it was an urge that threatened to consume me. Luckily my
lovely Geisha girl turned out to be the sweetest woman I’d ever had the
pleasure of pleasuring, and her healthy appetite for getting raw and naked with
me for starters, main course and dessert turned out to be a wild ride for my
every fantasy, and enough to keep me more than satisfied in every department.
EROTICA FOR ALL REVIEW - Dessert is an absolutely brilliant read.
I’m a fan of Lily Harlem and her writing style, and this short story is no
exception. It’s quirky, unique and highly enjoyable. There’s plenty of
eroticism in the tale, and also some romance. Whether you’re male or female
(bearing in mind this range is aimed at men), if you enjoy erotic romance with
an unusual twist, then you should definitely check out this book.