Sexy prizes and free smut: it’s the Chemical [se]X blog hop!

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In addition to being a badass editor, Oleander has boss design skills.

Next weekend is Valentine’s Day, which is apparently a very big deal in the erotica community. I’ll be spending this year’s festivities back at Wesleyan with undergrad friends, pretending I’m not an adult and sneaking a flask into Fifty Shades like the classiest of all single ladies. Aside from the drunk tweeting that will no doubt ensue and a book review I’ll preschedule, I will be offline for the glorious day itself. So here is my obligatory Valentine’s Day post a few days early, as part of the totally wonderful and amazing Chemical [se]X Capture Cupid blog hop.

AND GUESS WHAT: WE GOT PRIZES, Y’ALL.

If you like or comment on this blog post (or any other post in the blog hop, the rest of which can be found here), you will be entered into a raffle hosted by the incomparable Oleander Plume. (Seriously, she slayed with the prizes this year. I’m jealous I can’t enter myself.) The more comments you leave, the more times your name is in the running. So what do you stand to win?

unnamed-2First place gets:

  • a $37 gift card from Belle de Soir.
  • Two e-books from Go Deeper Press: First by Jacob Louder and Cream by Lana Fox
  • a $10 gift certificate to Seattle Chocolates
  • and a paperback copy of Chemical [se]X signed by the author of your choice!

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  • a $15 gift card from Belle de Soir
  • a $10 gift card from Seattle Chocolates
  • an ebook copy of Chemical [se]X

Rad stuff, dudes. All you have to do to enter is comment below (make sure you include an email address in the form so we can contact you if you win). Tomorrow’s post is hosted by F. Leonora, if you fancy another chance at winning.

Did I mention I have a story in Chemical [se]X? You all know that, right? You should just order the bastard, you’ll look this happy:

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Minus the flying dog butt in the background.

In case my smiling face isn’t enough of an endorsement, here’s an excerpt of my story from the collection, “Friendly Neighborhood Drug Dealer.” Consider it a valentine from me to you. Enter the giveaway, eat your chocolate responsibly, and enjoy this snapshot of college pseudo-romance:

There was a precious handful of seconds when we just looked at each other, fully aware of what was about to happen and how fucking incredible it would be. And then one of Aaron’s hands was cupping my jaw as he pressed his mouth to mine. It was everything all at once, his body heavy and hot, his hair soft between my fingers as I pulled off his hat, one of his knees pressing between my thighs. He tasted sweet, his tongue still coated with chocolate, and his lips were full and lush and he growled as I bit down. I couldn’t keep track of where his hands were once they started to move. He was insatiable, touching every part of my body that he could, my waist, my breast, my inner thigh as he dragged my leg up to hook around his waist. But I was insatiable too.

Aaron broke the kiss to ask with much less composure than before, “Is this what you want?”

A plain yes wasn’t good enough when I wanted everything. I wanted him to fuck me until the bed frame rattled. I  wanted him to be as sweet as he tasted right now and as rough as the drug wanted him to be. Mostly I just wanted to watch his lips move.

“I want you to kiss me everywhere,” I said. It had been true for months. I felt no fear admitting it now.

There was a glint in his eyes that said he understood but that I should be careful what I wished for. He dipped his head to tease his lips against my clavicle, more of a whisper against my skin than a kiss. I arched my back from the bed as he guided my tank top up my stomach. Instead of taking it off he let it bunch above my breasts and leaned down again to ghost his mouth against my cleavage. I watched in awe as he trailed that mouth down my chest, down my belly, stopping at the top of my yoga pants to glance up at me from under his eyelashes and catch me in the act. I had always liked to watch.

He smiled again, closer to his usual warm grin, and didn’t look away from my face as he took the elastic waistband between his teeth and dragged it down. I lifted my butt in the air a few inches so he could pull my yoga pants off (using his hands eventually, as teeth could only do so much against stretch cotton).

And then Aaron was staring up at me from between my thighs and I thought fleetingly of my iPhone in my room downstairs, what a good picture this would make. I wanted to savor the image, dip the memory in chemicals and hang it up to dry like a dripping portrait in a dark room. The elated look on his face as he guided my thighs apart. The power in how his palms pressed down to open me up. The patience in how slowly he lowered his mouth to my underwear, placing a hint of a kiss on the fabric. The contrast of it—the kindness in his face and the force of his touch—it was better than any drug.

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Ella Dawson is a rowdy millennial who cares too much about The Bachelor. Her passions include sexual health and education, feminist erotica and social media.

8 thoughts on “Sexy prizes and free smut: it’s the Chemical [se]X blog hop!

  1. Loved the detail about iPhones and capturing the moment – it crosses my mind lots too. I like watching the other person, more than I care to admit – keeping my eyes open almost all the time…

  2. Such a great little scene! I love that balance between sweet and devious, and people who can pull it off well. I keep finding myself at your blog over and over recently, it’s almost like… fate? 😀

  3. This story makes me miss the earnestness of figuring out sex in my college years. I discovered your blog a couple weeks ago, and I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your work and getting to know your perspective!

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