The Awakening: Yielding to His Every Command

By Virginia T. Watson

Denise leaves us the intricately-detailed narrative of her sexual awakening, at the hands of James, the meeting by chance and becoming lovers by force, eventually, throwing others into the mix, all to teach Denise everything about herself that she had wondered but never come to accept. Thanks to James, Denise can look back, in utmost admiration and joy at what she has become. Less
Denise leaves us the intricately-detailed narrative of her sexual awakening, at the hands of James, the meeting by chance and becoming lovers by force, eventually, throwing others into the mix, all to teach Denise everything about herself that she had wondered but never come to accept. Thanks to James, Denise can look back, in utmost admiration and joy at what she has become, the great, lustful beast that was unleashed by her kismet embrace of passion.

What is inside may shock you, though it is far more likely to enthrall and bring to ask some of the same things of yourself, wondering if you, too, can be so awakened.

This tale includes steamy one-on-one scenarios, hot fmf and mfm threesomes, and much more.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Virginia T. Watson
• Release date: May 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311645876

Virginia T. Watson

About Virginia Watson:I don't think that there is a lot to say about me. I am not my favorite subject, but I will try. I was born in Bakersfield, CA. I lived there most of my formative years but ended up moving around a lot. I lived in Florida for quite some time after that, and then in Indiana. I graduated high school in Indiana but ended up back in Florida, attending FSU, but I don't call Florida my home. I guess I don't really have one. I hate staying in one place for too long.I ended up in Illinois fairly recently, not far from where I graduated high school. I like it here. It's not bad. It's peaceful, except for a lot of drama. I don't know as I would recommend it to many people, but it has its advantages.Anyone who knows me knows that I love erotica! I love it, love it, love it! It is my passion. I think that far too few people really let loose and enjoy/explore their sexuality. I began exploring mine at an early age, and I regret none of it. I know what I like. I know what I don't like. I know that if you bottle yourself up too much, you explode. Sex is, perhaps, the finest way of releasing that tension and pressure. Why not enjoy yourself? I am not saying that you can't enjoy yourself in such ways inside of a loving, monogamous relationship, if that is your thing. But if that is your thing, take it to its max, show your partner how much they mean to you by exploring them and letting them explore you. Don't hold back. Share your love openly with one another, keep things spicy and fun. On that note, if I can help you in any way explore your sexuality, great! I promise that my stories will not disappoint, if erotica is at all your thing. ;)

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The Awakening:

Yielding to His Every Command

By Virginia T. Watson

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Epilogue

About the Author

Contact the Author

Chapter 1

From the moment that I met James, I knew that it was kismet. He was everything that I had ever longed for, had ever dreamed of surrounding myself with, of enveloping my entire being within. He had a wishful arrogance about him that was intriguing, mystifying really. His broad shoulders, nearly shoulder-length hair, chiseled jaw, muscular chest, even his starkly thin and almost button-like nose drove me to a state from which I could never hope to return. Needless to say, he broke me in a way that I had never been broken, forcing me to want something that I was unsure that I could hold onto for all of time, though from the very first moment, that was all that I could desire. I longed for every bit of his essence.

There I was, stopping by the convenience store near my house for some snacks, never expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen. I spoke to someone on occasion while I was there, but never for long, never anything exciting. When I turned around from grabbing my things, planning to head to the counter, I bumped into this exquisitely gorgeous man. I had seen plenty of good looking men before, but never had I seen one like James. He was everything that every woman wants, both physically and in behavior. As I began to apologize, James gave me a cocky little grin and introduced himself. I didn't know if he was trying to pick me up or what.

I was so breathless that I couldn't even respond for at least ten seconds. When words finally came to my lips, they sounded to me like gibberish. I still don't know exactly what I said to him, but whatever it was, it made him laugh. Even his laugh made me completely melt inside, and much to my surprise, get a little wet. No guy had ever had that effect on me at all before. It had always taken a lot more to get me to that point. I couldn't believe that this unbelievable specimen of a man could do it with just a chuckle.

I tried everything to fight what I was feeling, but I was so weak that I felt like putty in the man's hands. All of a sudden, he extended his hand and grabbed me by the arm. I had no idea why. I then realized that I really had gotten weak, so weak that I had started to fall. James' arm was obviously very strong because he held me up as if I were nothing at all. As if I didn't have enough to worry about already. Now, I knew that he had incredible strength. I imagined myself being held by those very strong arms, melting in them, holding nothing back, giving my everything to him.

My body cried out for this man. My soul yearned for his continual presence. My very being quivered at his nearness. Once again, so speechless before him, I choked to find words. This ever-powerful man, this seemingly elusive man, this man of my eternal fantasies, stood before me a mythical, dispossessed entity that called out to me to be consumed.

When I finally spoke again, I think I said something like, Hey. I'm Denise. Are you... ummm... are you... ummm.... who are you?

James smiled intently, smirking in such a sexy way that I felt myself melt all over again. What was I to do, I wondered.

James had never let his hand go from steadying me. I don't know how long the moment lasted, but it seemed like an eternity, a very sensual and satisfying eternity. My entire body burned and yearned for more of him. My being and his seemed entwined as one. I did not know why, how, or even care the answer to either.

Hey, Denise, why don't we get out of here, James finally spoke. It was amazing. He spoke. He spoke to me. He spoke to me in a sexy way, a mannerism about him that filled me with hope. He not only spoke, but he asked me to leave with him.

My exact reaction, I'm pretty sure, was, Hell yeah! Let's go!

As we walked out of the convenience store, the bright sun hit me right in the eyes, blinding me, nearly driving full force to the ground. If it had not been for James steadying me and making sure that I could walk straight, I would have fallen for sure. It was like I was drunk, yet I hadn't had a drink of any kind in days. However, I did want to take a big, long drink of this unbelievable man. He was everything I thought I wanted.

It was all a daze. To this day, I'm still not sure that I'm remembering everything correctly. All I know is that James seemed to be the most perfect man on Earth, gorgeous, strong, sensual, suave, calm, collected. His smile alone could melt an iceberg. He was exuding not only an incredibly sexy confidence but a strange power over me that I had not let a man have in a very long time. I hated it. I almost hated him for what