BDSM, and Zombies, and Ménage… oh my!
Portia Da Costa presents a medley of five of her short, sexy works previously published separately – offering over 40,500 steamy words at a value price that’s half what you would pay to buy the items separately!
Here’s a daring erotic potpourri of BDSM, exhibitionism, m/m, m/f/m, an office lust/hate relationship… and zombies! Although not all in one story, obviously – that’s a project for another day, perhaps.
Contains:
The Efficiency Expert – short story
Still stinging from a stringent management review at her workplace, office girl Susie encounters the very last man she wants to meet when she hits her favorite bar to relax and unwind. Gorgeous Noah Stevens is the ruthless company troubleshooter who’s been making her life hell for the past three weeks, but after hours, he soon proves that his dedication to “efficiency” can work wonders in the bedroom.
Glint – short story
While enjoying a lazy day at the beach, sexy holidaymakers Suzy and Gavin see a sudden glint of light flash from the headland overlooking their patch of sand, and realize that somebody’s watching them through a pair of binoculars! Far from being alarmed, hedonistic Suzy finds the forbidden scrutiny deliciously exciting, and turned on by her own latent exhibitionism, she and Gavin decide to put on a titillating performance… and really give the distant voyeur something to watch!
Wesley and the Sex Zombies – short story
Computer wizard Wesley Greensward is having a terrible day. His girlfriend is cheating, his best friend has let him down and he hates his job. Then, in a grungy motorway service café, a vision of unearthly loveliness walks into his life. It’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen… and the most beautiful man.
But while Wesley weaves an erotic fantasy about these two mysterious and delectable strangers, Luciferia and Maximillian are plotting and planning too… and their arcane scheme might mean the end of Wesley’s life!
Forbidden Treasures – novelette
When Alice Porter finds a chest full of vintage curiosa at an antique market, she little realizes how her discovery of the forgotten treasures of an Edwardian disciplinarian will change her life. The sexy hoard includes a punishment ledger and a well used rattan cane, and the bygone items intrigue her husband Julian too. Sharing and experimenting with the writings and the wicked implement, the lovers begin a voyage of forbidden sensuality that shocks and thrills them both, revealing dark secrets from Julian’s past and bringing the two of them closer together than they’ve ever been before.
Power of Three – short novella
Sun-drenched days and lush steamy nights stir strange desires in singleton Laurie Jones. She’s been betrayed by her philandering fiancé, but that doesn’t mean her libido is dead, no way. In fact the rampant hedonism of the lovers’ resort where she’s spending her solo honeymoon only makes her feel hornier than ever; especially when she watches her raunchy neighbors cavorting in a blatant threesome.
But relief is at hand for Laurie in the form of Ed and Denny, two gorgeous hunks sharing another nearby cabana. Golden boy Denny, and dark, enigmatic Ed are red hot for each other, but they also adore women too, and the sexy, generous pair quickly draw Laurie into a sizzling erotic ménage that not only expands her sexual horizons in a way that blows her mind, but also heals the pain inflicted upon her by her lost fiancé.
Author’s warning:
These stories contain explicit scenes of erotic activity and experimentation, including sex with multiple partners, spanking, caning, exhibitionistic sex and voyeurism and male/male lovemaking. Some of the graphic language is only suitable for broadminded adults.
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Excerpt from THE EFFICIENCY EXPERT …
Oh no, he’s here. The efficiency expert. He’s in my favorite bar on my favorite stool, just when I thought we’d got rid of him.
I’m supposed to be here celebrating. The company’s efficiency review is finally over, and I’ve kept my job by the skin of my teeth. I thought that hyena of a consultant or trouble shooter or whatever the hell he is would be long gone by now, and good riddance. But what do I find? He’s still here and drinking in the very place where I’m about to toast his departure.
Noah Stevens, that self-same efficiency trouble-shooter stroke corporate carnivore. The very monster everybody’s so glad to see the back of, even if he is unbearably cute and sexy in his stern, almost machine-like sort of way.
He doesn’t look stern tonight though. Or even remotely mechanical. In fact he looks as weary as hell, almost shattered somehow, as if he’s been punched in the gut by fate. Could this be pang of unexpected sympathy I’m feeling? Work wise, he’s been beyond a nightmare, but somehow with shoulders slumped, his blond hair a bit ruffled, and a slightly rubbed-out look about his eyes, not to mention what looks like a quadruple vodka in front of him, he looks strangely vulnerable. Kind of tender and touchable. Definitely in need of a hug.
Shall I run for it? Get discreetly out of here, and join the festivities with the other survivors? I’m tempted, but something about the line of his body intrigues and stirs me. I must admit, I have a few types, and as a Mr. Sharp Suit Corporate, he’s not really one of them. And yet, even though he’s made my life a hell of uncertainty these past few weeks, I do – reluctantly – fancy him something rotten.
He turns from the bar and makes my decision for me.
“Hi, Susie. Are you drinking?” He taps the stool next to the one where I usually sit, “Have one on me… I think I owe you one, if not three or four.”
Well, ain’t that the truth!
