Watching: The Sensing Lust Series, #2

By Kiki Wellington

Exhibitionists seem to follow Annie wherever she goes, and she loves to watch them--anyone, anytime, anywhere. But when her new neighbor wants her roving eyes on him, she finds that voyeurism is best when it's a two-way street.

From the Author:
ADULTS ONLY PLEASE. Watching is a 5,200 word story that contains sexually explicit material and adult language. This story is not appropriate for children and may be offensive to some readers.

Warning: Watching contains sensual stargazing, locomotive self-love, and a sexmobile on the street.

More Sensing Lust:
Stroking
Listening
Licking
Inhaling
Sensing Lust (The Complete Series)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kiki Wellington
• Release date: Nov 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781497708075

Book preview

The Sensing Lust Series

When sex is done right, it can be a feast for the senses.

Stroking

Although some massage therapists at the local spa give their clients a little something extra from time to time, Claire has always resisted the urge to dance the happy ending hula. That is, until her favorite client triggers a desire in her that she just can’t resist.

Watching

Exhibitionists seem to follow Annie wherever she goes, and she loves to watch them—anyone, anytime, anywhere. But when her new neighbor wants her roving eyes on him, she finds that voyeurism is best when it’s a two-way street.

Listening

Janet hates her next door neighbor—specifically his loud lovemaking sessions that keep her up at night. But after a while, she actually becomes intrigued by him...and wants to find out exactly what’s going on in his bed.

Licking

Alexandra plays hooky from work in the hopes of getting a little nookie from her plumber. And when this hot handyman pleasures her, it’s not just the bathroom pipes that are going to spring a leak.

Inhaling

Although Paula loves her job at the perfume counter of the department store, she just can’t make ends meet. When her best friend makes a business proposition that she can’t refuse, Paula learns there’s much more to the love of fragrance than she ever imagined.

EXCERPT:

After that morning with Richard, it seemed like they were everywhere. There was always a man out in public with the uncontrollable need to come—no matter where he was, no matter how many people were around—and I always happened to be there with a front row seat to the show. For a while, I almost couldn't get away from them. Like the man who sat next to me on a train one day. I was going to the office that morning, reading a book and minding my own business, and every time I looked out of the corner of my eye, he was