Friday Excerpt: New Dev Dreams

There’s a new volume of Dev Dreams out! This one is much more erotic than the last. I also decided to make each of the stories available separately, but buying the bundle is a significant savings. You’ve seen some excerpts from the stories in this book before. It includes Coworker Crush, My Hot Cousin, Stewart and Leah Home for Christmas, and The Player. Here is a short clip from Coworker Crush…

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The music on the TV is still playing when Adam says, “I have a confession to make.”

I wait, my stomach suddenly turning very tight, afraid of what he might be about to say. He continues, “I’ve liked you for a long time.”

I am too stunned to say anything. How incredible that he has had feelings for me all this time that I’ve been hiding feelings for him. My evening is back on track.

“Don’t leave me hanging here,” he says with a nervous laugh and I remember that he can’t see my reaction.

“I like you too,” I whisper. “That’s why I invited you.”

He smiles and slides his hand along the couch, searching me out. When he doesn’t find me, he says, “Where’d you go?”

I scoot myself closer and pull up on my skirt until the edge of my bare thigh is touching his hand. He lifts his face and sort-of looks at me. When he is facing me, he actually has his head slightly tilted and his ear is turned more towards me than his eyes are.

“Why did you ask to bring a friend?” I say, my curiosity overwhelming me.

“I didn’t realize your place was so close. I thought I’d need someone to drive me.”

That makes sense. He is so close to me now, exactly as I’d been imagining since I first joined the company and I can resist him no longer. I put one hand on the back of his neck and pull him towards my face, pressing my lips against his.

His mouth is softer than I expected and the kisses are as gentle as velvety rose petals brushing against my lips. I grasp the back of his neck with both hands, pushing my fingers into his hair, and his hands find the sides of my face. As his lips part, I taste hazelnut and coffee on his breath. An urgency grabs hold of me and I kiss him more frantically. Breathlessly I whisper, “Should we move this to the bedroom?”

The expressions on his face are difficult for me to read. They aren’t quite the same as anyone else’s. He seems startled. After a moment he says, “Definitely. Lead the way. Let me hold your elbow and warn me if I’m going to bump into a wall.”

I stand and blow out the cranberry candle. Then I reach for his arm, guiding his hand to my elbow.