Christine: Love

By Aleson Alexander

Alex awakens to find his bed empty as Christine is concerned that he might have had second thoughts. After sharing the source of her fears, Derrick, their relationship continues to deepen. Despite being hesitant and skittish, she comes alive like a raging bonfire, curious and eager to experience anything and everything. But will she burn too hot for Alex? Even in her desire to consume all of him, there is still one boundary that she will not cross, one thing off-limits, even to him. Christine finds something tasty in the bedroom and Alex has a delicious dessert, but they’re both shocked and surprised by an after-dinner accident that completely changes the way they approach things.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aleson Alexander
• Release date: Sep 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463791165

Aleson Alexander

I’m Aleson Alexander and I’ve been writing things just for myself my entire life. Now, I want to share a few of them with you. I write a wide variety of stories that span a number of genres. Among them you’ll find tales of transgender romance, futanari lust, BDSM domination (and submission), erotic encounters between strangers, cheating wives, and happily married couples who decide to spice up their love lives, just to name a few. I’ve even got an erotic supernatural tale or two.Why write erotica? Because it’s fun! You can do things in erotica that you can’t do in any other form of writing. I don’t mean the sex itself (although it is nice not to have to fade to black as soon as Sergio takes Valentina into his arms). I mean that you can use sex to give your characters added depth and personality. First off, having sex makes them more like real people. There’s asexuality and celibacy, but the vast majority of us have sex. Secondly, and more importantly, you can give insight to who they are: how they react to things, what types of things they like or dislike, how skilled or unskilled are they are at different things, what their thoughts are while they’re doing it, and so on. You can use it as a way to drive the story forward, moderate the pacing, or change the tone. Essentially, you can use all of the tools that other writers use, while having an additional one that they don’t have access to.A number of my stories contain trans women. Depending on context, I’ll use ‘trans persons’ rather than ‘trans people’. There’s a reason. When I say ‘trans people’, it makes me feel like I am talking about a separate sub-race of ‘others’ that I am trying to distance myself from, whereas when I say ‘trans persons’, it feels more like I am talking about a group but still recognizing them as individual people who happen to be trans. It’s a personal thing.When I’m not busy writing, I enjoy taking long walks with my two beautiful dogs, finding places for them to swim, and playing fetch with sticks.My stories will also be available on Amazon.com, so you’ll be able to get them there as well.Follow me on my personal website, Facebook, and Twitter at the links below.Thanks for stopping by and I’ll see you soon!

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Christine

Love

Book 2 of 4 of the Christine: Love and Pain Saga

by

Aleson Alexander

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All characters are 18+ and all actions are mutually consensual.

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Time to ride, cowboy, she said with a smile.

Christine grabbed the olive oil with one hand and extended the other to me. I took it as I stood up and gave her a quick peck on the lips. I was rewarded with an even bigger smile and she squeezed my hand tighter. She glanced around the apartment, looking towards the kitchen, the front closet, finally stopping at the single hallway that led further into the apartment. She craned her neck to peer down it, then turned back to me. Where’s the bedroom?

I grinned and led her down the hall. Bathroom, I said pointing it out as we passed on our way to the bedroom.

Linen closet? She gestured with the bottle of olive oil towards another door.

Yes, and before you get any ideas, I don’t think it’s big enough for us both. She laughed and squeezed my hand again.

I paused to flick on the overhead light as we entered the bedroom, but Christine walked over to the bed and set the oil down on the nightstand. She pulled back the cover, slid her hand across the sheets and frowned. This olive oil will probably stain the sheets.

I’ll buy new sheets, I said from the doorway.

She brightened and shed what little clothing she had put back on during our incident with New York’s Finest. I quickly followed suit, nearly falling over trying to get my foot out of my jeans. I was staring at her delightfully nude body when she closed her legs and crossed her hands in front of her penis. 

It’s really off-putting, I know. You don’t have to look at me if you don’t want.

I looked up at her face to see her cheeks were reddened and her eyes were fixed on the floor in front of her. She’d misunderstood me. Actually, I was just noticing that you have no hair and was wondering if you shave.

Oh! She visibly relaxed and uncrossed her hands to reveal her body to me once again. Well, I never had much body hair. I mean hardly any at all. The hormones tend to inhibit hair growth, so between the two…

"Nice. I wish I had that problem. Shaving every day is a