She: Inflames My Forbidden Desires (A Steamy Transsexual Romance Vol. #2)

By Collette Cote

"I want you, Jordan," she breathed in my ear. "I want to take you hard like you take me."

Jordan wants to please his mysterious lover in any way he can.

But he's never carried things quite this far, and he's just a little nervous. Even though she says, "Trust me," he knows it might hurt, and he wonders if it will be worth the risk.

But his appetites are inflamed by her devilish skills, and he's propelled to dangerous new heights of ecstasy by this special woman who has no name.

Warning: This story features explicit transgender encounters between consenting adults, including unprotected first-time anal sex, oral sex, mutual masturbation, spanking, creampie, and a sexy colonic.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Collette Cote
• Release date: Apr 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310680649

Collette Cote

Collette enjoys writing LGBT erotica, with a dash of romance to keep things real. Very little is off-limits in her sexually explicit stories, so the reader is forewarned.

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She

Inflames My Forbidden Desires

By Collette Coté

Copyright 2016 by Collette Coté

All rights reserved

Cover photo is stock photography and used with permission.

Warning: This story features explicit transsexual encounters between consenting adults.

She

Inflames My Forbidden Desires

I let myself into the apartment feeling tired but refreshed. The morning run had gone well -- I'd pushed my body hard today, completing ten miles in just over ninety minutes. Not great, but not bad. The morning air was clean and fresh today, the sunrise had been brilliant, and the country road quiet as I listened to my steady, controlled breathing and my shoes slapping the pavement.

My one-bedroom apartment sat above my uncle's three-car garage, surrounded by cornfields. I'd moved in after my divorce from Alecia, and it was a sanctuary of solitude after living downtown. Now, the only sounds at night were the crickets and the occasional howl from a coyote.

I crossed the living room to the kitchen counter and picked up my cell, sweat trickling down my spine while I checked my messages. A couple of clients had called with new ideas for their book covers, a call from my mother worrying I wasn't eating enough, and one from my buddy Damian. I experienced a real burst of pleasure as I listened to his short message:

Call me, asshole.

Instinctively, my eyes went to the wall clock hanging above the stove. It was ten AM here, which meant it was eight in New Mexico, and I wondered briefly if it might be too early.

Fuck it, I thought. He called me first.

Damian picked up on the third ring.

Jordan! he exclaimed, obviously pleased, as well. How they hanging?

High and tight, my friend. How's married life treating you?

Good. Keith and I are flying up there tomorrow for the week. Spend time with my mom, do some catching up with friends. We'd really like to see you.

That'd be great. Pick a night.

Tuesday okay?

"That's fine. How's Jaspare's sound?"

They served a Detroit-style deep-dish that was to die for.

Fucking awesome, dude. I haven't had a decent slice of pie since I moved down here. He paused. Say, did you ever get that phone call you were hoping for?

Nope, I replied.

I listened as Damian drew in a breath two thousand miles away.

Well, he said slowly, she must have her reasons.

I chuckled. It's probably for the best. She was a fucking savage, man. I don't think I could keep up with her on a regular basis.

Damian laughed. So true. You seeing anybody else?

I haven't met anyone that even comes close. I'll keep Tuesday night clear. Let me know a time.

Count on it, buddy.

He clicked off, and I