Sarah's Sexploits - Sunday: Sarah and Emil carry on from where they left off!

By K T Red

As Sarah recovers from the previous night's wild erotic extremes, she begins to realises the true nature of her feelings for Emil. An early morning session on the beach, chilly fun with an ice cube, sexy word association games leading to orgasm overload and more passionate destruction of furniture on a balcony in the city at night - it's not exactly a day of rest!

• Language: English
• Publisher: House of Erotica
• Release date: Jul 3, 2014
• ISBN: 9781782344377

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The Story so Far

I’m in that safe, secure halfway place of nothingness between being asleep and waking up. I can hear everything and feel nothing and all I see is the dark. I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep or how I got to bed. I know I’m in bed because I feel the mattress beneath my heavy body, a pillow beneath my head and a soft cover over me. My last conscious thought was that my body was on fire and that I was collapsing inwards. Then darkness.

Emil’s brought me to his beautiful seaside hideaway, a place where he’s hidden part of himself away for many years, punishing himself for something that was a horrible, tragic accident. He lost a woman he loved and spent too many lonely nights grieving. Now he has me to love him better. Pitty-pat. Pitty-pat. Pitty-pat!

My mind is spinning, drowning in feelings and memories and dreams as I fight to stay in this pain free limbo. How can my mind be whirring like this when my body is dead to the world? Perhaps I am dead. Perhaps I’m crossing over. Is this what dying feels like?

Such a beautiful place - the seaside. It’s clean and safe and renewing and joyful. Childhood memories and new sexy grown up ones. Such beautiful new memories to keep safe, to be treasured forever. Swimming, diving, cool salty water all around me and the sand between my toes. Gentle waves washing over my feet. Oh, Emil. Such happy, happy times, my love.

Emil must have put me to bed - after. What took place before or what I think took place has shaken me to my very core. My limbs are heavy, like molten lead. I couldn’t move if I wanted to but my mind is racing at a hundred miles an hour. The ties that bind; silk scarves; red velvet and a torrential, violent explosion of the most unbelievable sex. And I remember a rose, I think. Why would there be a rose?

A statue of a sun-kissed Greek god. Emil had two penises! Is that right? Is it penises or penii - what the fucking hell’s the plural of cock? Two cocks! He had two cocks! Both of them in me, fucking me hard. Come with me, Sarah. I was lost in a far, far away in a place he made especially for me, fashioned from my darkest dreams and fantasies. My wonderful Emil. My Adonis.

I need to wake up. Wake up, Sarah! I want to see Emil. I don’t want to be on my own in the dark. I want to wake up. I want to be with Emil!

Oh, Emil. I love you so much! Wake me up.........please!

Chapter One

Emil?

Good morning, Sleepy Head. Welcome back.

What time is it?

A little before sunrise.

I groan and shut my eyes again. Taking a deep breath, I try to move and when my body tells me not to, I listen to it. Opening one eye, I squint at Emil and somehow manage to smile. He’s moved the sofa across the room and is curled up on it next to the bed with a blanket over his body, watching me intently.

Why aren’t you in bed with me?

He smiles and reaches a hand out to brush some hair back off my face. Because, my darling girl, you are hogging it.

Groaning, I turn my head and I see that I’m actually lying diagonally across all of it. Sorry. Wincing as I move my aching bones back a little, I manage to mumble something that I think sounds like Get in - I’m cold and lonely.

He’s gone all sheepish again. Are you sure?

Get your damn ass in this bed now! I close my eyes, groaning as the bed moves and I feel him settle next to me. You can touch me, you know. I won’t break - I think.

He chuckles and nervously wraps his arms around me, placing a kiss on the top of my head. After a few seconds, he takes a deep breath and relaxes into me. You broke my bed.

I smile. You bit me. You sank your teeth into my shoulder and bit me quite hard.

You saturated the mattress. I had to flip it!

You fucked my ass - again! I laugh then groan. Don’t make me laugh. It hurts!

He’s laughing too as he pulls me closer, his face buried in my hair. How are you feeling, Peach?

I groan into his chest. I ache everywhere! I kiss his chest and breathe in his smell. Don’t even think about getting a hard-on. If you do, I swear to God that I will kill you!

He groans back, chuckling. "Oh, Sarah, that is asking a lot