Queer Quickies, Volume 2

By Olivia Dromen

Kinkier than volume 1, there's a little something for every taste in these lesbian sex scenes. There is no fluff—this ebook features just the "good parts."

Contains:

* New—a vanilla partner is introduced to kink.
* A Crowded Restaurant—the naughtiness begins before the entrée.
* Rose Petals and Candlelight—a rope bondage photoshoot.
* Siren—getting to know the neighbour across the alley.
* Threesome—does just what it says on the tin.
* On Your Knees—rope and submission.
* Roleplay: Keen—knife play.
* Pounce—a romp in a tent.

Approximately 12,000 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Olivia Dromen
• Release date: Aug 6, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476495781

Olivia Dromen

Olivia Dromen has been actively queer since the late eighties, when ze realized at the tender age of possibly-too-young that having hir hand down a girl's pants (in public, on a bus) was quite pleasurable. Other experiments followed. Ze is non-monogamous, kinky, and strangely attracted to awkward queers with cats. (Also, ze is a trans, demigirl, genderqueer, femme—hir pronouns are ze/hir/hirs.) Ze lives in western Massachusetts, where ze enjoys backpacking, drinking coffee, and having lots of sex. Ze writes high fantasy and erotica.

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Queer Quickies

Short Scenes of Lesbian Lust

volume 2

by Olivia Dromen

Copyright © 2012 Olivia Dromen

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Dedication

For my lions, who will almost certainly read this.

Table of Contents

New

A Crowded Restaurant

Rose Petals and Candlelight

Siren

Threesome

On Your Knees

Roleplay: Keen

Pounce

Acknowledgments

About Olivia Dromen

New

This is what you want, right?

She asks so softly that I’m not sure how to answer. Like she isn’t sure she wants to push me. I nod, then find my voice. You know it is. I’m just nervous. This is all new to me.

We can take it easy.

I nod. I’m scared. I don’t even know why I’m so scared. We’re not planning on doing anything too wild, just adding a little fudge-ripple to my vanilla. Maybe.

Remember, we can stop whenever you need to. Just give it a try. She nips my earlobe.

I moan. I can’t help it. Not sure if I like the nipping; It’s too sharp. But she’s so close to my neck, her breath softly running down my back, through my hair. I tilt my head away from her, exposing myself more.

She pauses, bringing a scarf up in her hands, laying it gently across my eyes. I close my eyes as she ties it tightly over me. The room is so dark—it’s lit only by candlelight—that it’s impossible to see through the scarf anyway. I don’t even try. I concentrate on what I’m feeling, what I’m hearing.

She takes my wrists. I can feel her leaning over me, her warm breath sliding across my skin. She shifts on the bed, straddling my leg. I can feel soft cloth wrapping around my wrists. She raises my arms over my head, back toward the headboard and pulls them tight.

Her fingers brush through my hair. I tug on my arms, but they’re tied tightly. I guess she knows what she’s doing. Kiss me, I whisper. I meant for it to come out stronger.

She moans. Her hands press along my arms, keeping me pinned even more than the knots. Her lips press on mine, her mouth opens. I’m breathing faster. I reach out with my tongue to taste her lips—and she’s gone. She’s moved away leaving behind a hint of the sweet, musky scent she wears.

I whimper.

Something—a fingertip, maybe—drags across my collarbone. Her hips shift on me, her thighs tighten around my thigh. All I can do is focus on the sensation. something small and pointy sliding over my chest slowly. It’s hard, harder than a fingertip. I bite my lip.

She takes it away. Something else touches me. Something wide and soft. She draws it over my breast. It’s too small to be a scarf or a cloth. It tickles. My nipples are tight, reaching up to feel more of it. Something wide and thick—her