A Bookish Escape: Book Blast: Strangers for the Night by C.J. Fallowfield

Friday, October 10, 2014

Book Blast: Strangers for the Night by C.J. Fallowfield

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~About the Book~

Title and Author
Strangers for the Night by C.J. Fallowfield

Publication Date
17th October 2014

Genre
Erotic Romance, Adult Romance

Summary

The steaming novella ‘Strangers for the Night’ is part of the ‘For the Night’ series of eight standalone short reads, which fall into Amazon’s new quick hot erotic reads category. The series contains adult themes~ Suitable only for the over 18’s.

My name is Logan Steele. I’m devilishly handsome, seriously ripped, well hung, charismatic and highly sexed. Women just can’t resist me. So when I lost my job in the construction industry and was struggling for cash, I decided to put my assets to good use.

By day I’m a private personal fitness trainer. By night I’m a high class gigolo.

I don’t my advertise my sexual services anymore, I have a long client list that come to me through word of mouth. I’m that good I’m booked months in advance. Scores of women pay me extortionately high fees to fulfil their fantasies. And for the most part I do. I have a strict set of rules that I abide by, which are provided in the full contract that you’ll receive along with the booking form, if accepted. I’ve bullet pointed an abridged version below, just so you’re clear before you send me an email request:

Rules my clients must comply with are:

I must see a picture in advance.

I can decline the booking request without explanation.

I can only be booked for the night.

All sexual acts must be consensual.

I will provide you with a report to complete, then I will choose the setting for our meeting based on your scenario.

I am flown first class or by private jet if I am required to work abroad.

In the event of the above, I will provide my dietary requirements in advance.

I will perform a full background check.

I base my variable charge on the scenario being requested.

“No” rules that I stipulate are:

No bareback.

No minors.

No physical violence.

Nothing illegal.

No form of emotional attachment during or after the event. I am merely performing a sexual or companion service.

No contact after the event, unless it is for a new booking.

And my absolute no rule, without exception is:

Full payment up front which, is non- refundable.

There is no requirement for a refund clause, I never fail to perform.

So, now you are aware of my rules for the night and are about to contact me, all that remains to be asked is “Who do you want me to be?”

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~Excerpt~

I put my hand in the small of her back and steered her out of the bar, aware that many eyes were on us. ‘You live dangerously,’ I observed as we made our way across the cavernous lobby.

‘For accepting the offer of a stranger?’

‘That and the fact that you’re brazen enough to do it in this hotel.’ I wasn’t supposed to bring up the fact that I knew who she was. ‘You’re not worried people will think you’re a prostitute, dressed like that?’

‘How dare you!’ she hissed as she glared up at me.

‘A high class prostitute, one I’d happily pay good money to f**k,’ I shrugged. ‘Lucky me to get you for free.’

‘I’m paying you arsehole,’ she snapped, breaking cover, as we stood in front of the lift door and she rummaged for her key.

‘Did you never question why the price was so high?’ I asked as I trailed a finger up and down the inside of her wrist making her swallow again. ‘You’ve never been f**ked by a real man Camilla, a man so large he could split you in half with one thrust, who can make you come multiple times in seconds just with his fingers, let alone his tongue and thick c**k. I’m so large, I’ll stretch you so wide that you’ll have to resort to dual penetration in your c**t to feel half of what you felt with me when you f**k anyone else. I’ve even made a woman come just by telling her what I was going to do to her. Tell me you’re not dripping down your thighs right now at the thought of it? That your little c**t isn’t screaming for me to touch it properly without that lace in the way?’

‘Logan,’ she mewled as she swayed on her feet and dropped the private lift key card. I dropped to one knee next to her and stooped to pick it up, pretending to steady myself by clasping the back of her right leg, taking the opportunity to press my thumb against the little known erogenous zone at the back of her knee. I smiled as I heard her pant as my thumb worked while I picked up the key card with the other hand. I released her leg just before she had to reach out to palm the lift door to keep upright. I placed my hand back in the small of her back as I swiped the card then leaned closer to her and breathed on her neck, making all of her hair stand on end.

‘I’ll take that as a yes,’ I whispered as the doors opened.

~Meet the Author~

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44 year old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerry’s and copious amounts of coffee, wine or cider.

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