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  My KinkyValentine

  A collection of steamy short-stories & snippets

  Liz Gavin

  My Kinky Valentine

  Copyright 2016 by Liz Gavin

  Published by Elessar Books

  Smashwords Edition

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  This book is a work of fiction. All characters in this novel are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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  The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content and is intended for those over the age of 18 only.

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  Volume 1 - In the Pink

  Indecent Proposal

  James Ferguson – the bisexual billionaire from Craving Her – makes a comeback in this new short-story as Liz Gavin tells us about his newfound lust for untried young women.

  Rita Collins is one such young women. However, she is in a steady relationship with Sherri and has never been attracted to men. When her life turns upside down after she loses her well-paying job and finds out her mother needs expensive medical treatment, she hatches an insane plan to get extra cash. She won’t let her family down. She will do anything to help them. Even if it means selling her soul to the devil

  A business deal is struck but Rita must first pass a very thorough assessment process. Will Rita succeed? How will Sherri react to this crazy idea.

  Rita’s decision to move forward with the plan will bring consequences to all involved as she battles her treacherous body when a golden goddess called Alexa Harris shows up to conduct the assessment process. She will never be the same after that!

  Indecent Proposal

  Liz Gavin

  Copyright 2016

  Published by Elessar Books

  CHAPTER 1

  RITA

  Looking out of the airplane window, Rita didn’t see the dark clouds, but Sherri’s face instead. They had met two years earlier in a crowded bar and the attraction was instantaneous. They moved in together after a year of blissful, romantic dates and scorching, hot nights. Their passion still burned the sheets and their relationship grew solid roots. Rita knew Sherri was the one. She loved her deeply and would never intentionally hurt her. Rita dreaded telling Sherri about her crazy plan until she couldn’t avoid it any longer. As always, Sherri’s reaction surprised her when Rita finally told her about the plan a couple of weeks earlier.

  “It’s your body. You do what you’ve got to do, babe. I don’t care as long as you remain true to your heart.”

  “What about us?”

  “What about it?”

  “It’ll ruin everything.”

  “We’ll be fine, silly.”

  Rita screwed her face clearly showing her disbelief while keeping her mouth shut.

  “Look, I know where you’re coming from, Rita. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if you had another option. We – will – be - fine.”

  After another brief silence, Rita’s expression lightened up and she heard Sherri’s low sigh of relief.

  “Besides, if you don’t try it, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. I’m okay with your decision. I know why you’re doing this. I’ve got your back, babe.”

  Rita didn’t understand how Sherri could be so sure of it when she was having second thoughts. If she weren’t inside an airplane, thousands of feet high, she would turn around and run back home. To Sherri. On the other hand, she felt stupid for having an anxiety attack at that point of the process.

  I’ve signed a damn contract. There is no backing down now. Plus, mom needs the money. Desperately.

  Rita fought the bitter memories but they flooded her mind. Seeing her mother on a hospital bed day after day for the last two months had drained her both emotionally and physically. Her mom was a formidable woman as Rita was growing up. The best role model a young girl could have wished for. A strong and independent woman who was also kind and fair. Now she seemed so fragile and helpless. According to the doctors, Mrs. Collins didn’t have much time. Not without the procedure. So there wasn’t much time left for Rita to waste on rethinking decisions she had already made.

  Shaking her head to get rid of those gloomy thoughts, Rita called up Sherri’s image to mind again and smiled. Rita always knew she was lesbian. She was never attracted to men so she never dated any. When she was fifteen, old enough to have ‘the talk’, Rita sat down with her parents to tell them she was gay. She expected them to be shocked at first but she was confident they would eventually understand and support her. To her surprise, they smiled and hugged her tight.

  “We’ve known it for a long time. Probably longer than you, kiddo.”

  She dried a discreet tear on her father’s shirt at his sincerity.

  “We want you to be happy, hon. You won’t be happy trying to be someone you’re not,” her mother added, cupping Rita’s cheek in her soft hands and kissing her eyes closed, “We love you, cupcake. Never doubt that.”

  Those sweet memories took her mind back to her mother’s condition and the family’s dire financial situation. Her mom’s last chance was a complex and extremely expensive surgery. Her father spent all his savings, sold everything he could; but didn’t raised all the money they needed to pay the procedure. Not to mention the treatment that would follow it. Although they hadn’t asked Rita for money, she knew they were counting on her. The problem was she had lost her well-paying job at a law firm due to recent business setbacks. Her parents didn’t know it because she didn’t have the courage to tell them that on top of all that was going on with her mom. They also didn’t know about her outrageous plan to get the extra cash. They wouldn’t let her go through with it if they knew it. However, Rita had an acute sense of loyalty. She couldn’t let them down when they needed her the most. She would do anything to help her family. Even if it meant selling her soul to the devil.

  When the private jet landed and taxied to the hangar, she climbed down the stairs and looked around in awe. The sunlight coming through the door and large skylights filled the building and created an ethereal atmosphere as it bounced off the immaculate white floor and walls. Rita didn’t understand how they manage to keep that place so pristine.

  It’s a hangar, for goodness sake! Well, maybe billionaires do it different.

  She smiled at her own joke as she remembered she wasn’t used to rubbing elbows with billionaires. James Ferguson was the first one she was going to meet.

  You’re going to do a lot more than ‘meet’ him! A pestering voice inside her head reminded Rita, but she ignored it.

  She didn’t want to think about it. Just as she didn’t want to face the fact she was about to betray everything she believed in. Moreover, she was going to betray herself and her soul mate. But she needed the damn money so badly!

  “Good morning, Miss Collins,” she spun around in surprise.

  A tall, handsome man in a driver’s uniform stood in front of Rita. He touched his cap in a formal greeting.

  “Good morning.”

  “Let me help you with that bag.”

  He sounded very distant and didn’t
wait for a reply before grabbing the handle and putting the bag in the trunk of a stretch limousine. She had to scurry after him, which was hard to do wearing her new absurdly high heels. Rita had the worst time adjusting to them but wearing that specific pair to the interview was an order from Mr. Ferguson. As she climbed inside the car, the hem of her short dress moved up her thighs to an almost indecent height. She covered her read-end with one hand as a slow smile played on her lips when she remembered Sherri’s reaction to that outfit.

  CHAPTER 2

  SHERRI

  At thirty-two, Sherri was ten years Rita’s senior. Sherri was a well-regarded, successful pediatrician not to mention an independent and gorgeous woman. When she was twenty years old, Sherri married her high school sweetheart because she thought she loved him. Many years later she found out the truth. She married Phil because she thought her family expected it from her. Trying to live up to other people’s expectations was her huge mistake, which turned her life into hell. Her marriage was a disaster. She ended up hating herself. Although she didn’t love Phil as a husband, she loved him as a friend. She knew she was hurting him yet she couldn’t avoid it. People would hint at that. Her family would tell her that she wouldn’t find a better man than her husband.

  “I don’t get you,” her mother would reply every time Sherri attempted to explain why she didn’t want to have kids, “Phil is a handsome, intelligent and hard-working man. What else can you ask for in a husband?”

  After ten long, unhappy years, she decided to talk to a therapist. In therapy, she found out why she would have never been happy with Phil. That gave her the courage she needed to break free. When Sherri met Rita, she was ready for a new relationship. The last two years were blissfully happy ones. She was in love. There was no doubt about it. She decided to propose to Rita and planned it all. She was going to take her on a nice trip to California, to a gorgeous Big Sur hotel she knew. She even started looking for a ring but hadn’t found the perfect one. She wanted a diamond as unique as Rita.

  Her plans went south when Rita came home one day and told Sherri about her idea to help her family. Sherri loved Rita’s parents not only because they had received her with open arms into their family but because they were amazing people. She trusted Rita and supported her decision. At hearing Rita’s plans, Sherri decided to wait to tell her about her own ones.

  A couple of weeks later, she came home after work to find her girlfriend wrapped in a tight red dress and silver high heels. Rita loved wearing dresses and high heels but she never wore anything as jaw-dropping as that outfit.

  “Oh, I love it, babe! You look stunning.”

  Rita spun around and Sherri saw her trademark smile brightening up Rita’s face as she tilted her head to one side and raised a hip to the other. A hand rested on her impossibly slender waist and a fake bored expression played on her beautiful face.

  “You think?”

  “I know.”

  Being the dominant, Rita rarely let Sherri take the lead in their bedroom. She was so enthusiastic about Rita’s tight cocktail dress and impossibly high heels that she forgot that little detail and pulled her lover into a loose embrace, grabbing her round ass in both her hands. The mirror reflected that image, which excited Sherri even more. She rubbed her body softly against Rita’s and drew in a deep breath, filling up her nostrils with the sweet scent of an expensive fragrance. A French perfume Rita never wore before but one that matched her lover so perfectly.

  “I don’t know what the special occasion is but I like it.”

  “No special occasion, Sher. Mr. Ferguson wants me to wear this outfit to the interview. I was trying it on.”

  “Can you wear it tonight?”

  Rita seemed hesitant.

  “Please, pretty please!”

  “I guess I can,” Sherri’s mouth stifled Rita’s amused laughter.

  CHAPTER 3

  RITA

  The limo’s partition glass was closed so Rita relaxed against the soft leather of the seat and closed her eyes, squeezing her legs together to soothe the aching emptiness she felt at the memory of Sherri’s softness against her body. Their lovemaking was usually hot but the previous night was something special. Her sex drenched and she moaned softly.

  The driver pulled away and they moved sluggishly through the morning traffic. Rita breathed deeply trying to calm down her quivering insides. It was useless. She knew nothing would relax her. Maybe a good, long, and fulfilling fuck would but Sherri was thousands of miles away. Rita needed to take matters into her own hands. Sliding down the soft leather seat until her ass rested on the edge, she opened her legs and reached a hand between them. Her folds got wet when she remembered Sherri’s arms around her body the night before, the moisture covered the top of her thighs. Hoping those memories would trigger a fast release, Rita closed her eyes and let the images flood her mind. The scenes played out behind her closed lids like a film.

  Even though she called the shots in their bedroom, Rita would occasionally let Sherri take the lead. After all, making all the decisions was tiring and she welcomed the flip sometimes. The previous night was one such case when Sherri arrived home from work as she was trying on the interview outfit. Sherri’s reaction was priceless and her plea for Rita to wear the tight red dress in bed was so endearing that Rita couldn’t refuse her. There was very little Rita refused Sherri, in fact. She was crazy about her. Sherri had already been through so much heartache. Rita wanted to make her happy. So she let Sherri run the show the night before. She let Sher grab Rita and kiss her until they were both breathless. She even faked resisting Sherri’s seduction.

  “Come on babe. Let’s have dinner first,” Rita whispered against Sherri’s ears as she softly bit on her earlobe. One of her favorite sweet spots. “I cooked your favorite.”

  “Not happening tonight. I won’t fall for that. You’re my favorite dish. Always.”

  Sherri’s voice sounded hard but her eyes searched Rita’s for approval. Rita acknowledged her lover’s silent request with a brief nod before lowering her eyes to indicate to Sherri she was relinquishing control. Rita couldn’t suppress a soft sigh of relief when Sherri grabbed her and threw her on their bed.

  “Get on your hands and knees. Now!” Sherri shouted, “You don’t like dildos but tonight I’m calling the shots.”

  Sherri disappeared into their bathroom to come out a while later wearing a double dildo. A huge purple fake penis jutting out of her pussy. Rita panicked at that sight.

  “No Sher. Please. We can’t do it this way. Not now! I can’t blow the deal and it won’t work if I don’t have a hymen anymore.”

  “Relax!” Kneeling on the bed, Sherri reached for the younger woman’s sex, inserted two fingers and gauged Rita’s reaction. “You’ll be a virgin still; technically speaking.”

  “I’ve never cared for deep penetration. You know my orgasms are clitoral.”

  Rita stopped speaking and clenched her teeth as her walls tightened around Sherri’s digits.

  “Your naughty fingers and mouth are all I need, babe!”

  Rita captured Sherri’s finger, licked it and bit its tip. Their eyes locked and their breathing got ragged.

  “Good try, kitten. Not gonna happen, though. Not changing my mind. Get back on your knees.”

  Sherri swatted Rita’s round backside as her low, sexy laugh rang in the bedroom and she grabbed the young woman’s hips, pushing them upwards. She caressed Rita’s butt over the tight dress, running a finger through her crack. Rita moaned.

  “I love your ass. Have I told you that lately?”

  Sherri slid the hem of the red dress up, slowly revealing the perfect skin underneath. She stopped mid-way.

  “Almost every day since we’ve met but who’s counting?”

  “It is perfect. Mr. Ferguson was right to tell you not to wear panties. I like easy access.”

  She bit and licked the creamy exposed skin until Rita couldn’t breathe.

  “Sher, you’re killing me! Come on.
Give it to me!”

  “Always the bossy lady, huh? Who’s in charge today?”

  She highlighted her words with vigorous open-handed swats that sent shivers through her spine. Rita loved a good spanking and would often warm Sherri’s porcelain skin with her paddle or own hands. It was rare for her to be on the receiving end but she wasn’t complaining.

  “You are, hon.”

  “Right I am. Don’t forget that.”

  Rita lost her ability to speak when Sherri spread her butt cheeks apart and licked her darkest hole. Her knees turned to jelly and she almost collapsed on the mattress. But her expert lover didn’t give her time to recover as she alternated hard slaps on Rita’s ass, fast licks between her butt cheeks, naughty pinches at her clit, and a devilish finger inside her scorching sex. Ripples of delightful sensations spread through her body.

  “I’m going to come!” she shouted as her walls contracted around Sher’s finger and her juices gushed out of her.

  “Don’t you dare come before me!”

  Sherri released Rita, who leaned forward until her forehead touched the silk sheets. Their coolness helped simmer down her body but her position pushed her ass up in the air.

  “That’s perfect. Don’t move.”

  She looked upwards and the hunger in Sherri’s eyes mesmerized her as she teased Rita’s entrance with the tip of the dildo to coat it on the hot liquid pooling there.

  “Please Sher. Don’t.”

  “Trust me.”

  That was the hardest part for Rita and Sher knew it. Rita felt her body clenching in anticipation of the rubber penis penetrating her tight sex from behind. She felt the tip teasing her clit before Sher laughed in her ear and in one swift, fluid movement, sheathed the huge dildo inside her backdoor hole. Burying her fingers in Rita’s hair, Sher pulled her head back, holding tight for balance and controlling the rhythm of her thrusts. Her fingers reached around until they found Rita’s hardened nub. Sherri pinched it and the sensations spread like wildfire. Rita didn’t resist the assault of her senses yet moving caused a little bit of pain in her tightest channel. She was completely at Sher’s mercy but the feeling was liberating and she rode the rising tide of pleasure. No regrets.