Filthy Whore

Filthy Whore is an autobiographical account of some of my more memorable experiences. This is BOOK 1 of a collection that will span 5 books, each one hotter than the first, and trust me, I set the bar plenty high.
Hannah and Dave meet up at a bar one night, and with very little small talk find the attraction between them overwhelming. A quick ride to Hannah’s house is hot enough to melt your e-reader, and it’s only the beginning. When they get back to her house the sparks really start to fly, and the sex only gets more intense.
Amy and Kat (yup, that’s me) are sitting around a martini bar chatting, and when Amy reveals some personal problems I bring her into the bathroom to dry her tears. Nothing stays dry for long as two gorgeous women begin to explore one another. We could have set that place ablaze with our passion, but end up only igniting ourselves. This is one of the hottest lesbian scenes you will ever read.
There are two shorts in this book with many more to follow in this five part series.

WARNING* This book contains VERY graphic sex scenes. All characters are over 18 and consenting. It is intended for purchase by ADULTS ONLY.

This book is over 10,000 words long.

Enjoy a free excerpt of Filthy Whore:

There wasn’t much room in the tight confines of the car but Hannah managed to get her hand up his length as it trailed after her mouth, the fingers clamping down and squeezing him from balls to head. He may not have been overly big, but the hardness that filled her mouth and hand was impressive, and that alone was enough to turn Hannah on. She reveled in his arousal, working her head quicker up and down, the bobbing motion hastened when Dave put his hand to the back of her head and slipped her hair around his fingers.
He was breathing much harder now, the sound of his enjoyment coming to her through his pursed lips. Hannah was very capable at giving head, a source of pride that came from a job well done. Her skill was due largely to the enjoyment she derived. Women who liked to suck dick did so much better than those who simply did it because their man expected it. Hannah wanted nothing in return; the orgasm he would soon be filling her mouth with was payment enough.
“Oh god baby girl.” Dave’s voice was nothing but choppy base coming from the broken speaker of his throat, the excitement audible as he struggled against the tide of sensation Hannah created. “You’re so fucking good.”