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When Amy walks in on her fiancé cheating on her, she's devastated. Drowning her sorrows in a cheap hotel room, she feels worthless and unattractive - until a sexually charged phantom gives her exactly what she needs! Warning: This story contains oral sex, supernatural sex and one very horny ghost. For adults only! ----------------------------- READ AN EXCERPT: -----------------------------       Raising her hands above her head, Amy stretched a little, her shirt riding up to expose her stomach. What she needed now was sleep. She went to sit up but a sudden pressure on her body kept her where she was. Something cold tickled across her bare midriff and up her torso, coming to rest on her wrists. Turning her head, Amy looked at her arms for what was keeping her pinned to the bed but there was nothing to be seen.     Eyes widening, she again tried to raise herself and the same gentle pressure kept her lying down. Another invisible gust blew over her, caressing her face and chest, causing her nipples to pebble. Something soft pressed against the pulse ticking in her throat, and Amy felt it quicken.     Her breath hitching, she tried to think logically, but the wine she had drunk clouded her thoughts and she ended up calling out, feeling foolish even as she did so. “Who’s there?”     There was no response. Everything remained still for a moment, then the candle light flickered as Amy felt the cool pressure on her wrists lift slightly and trace its way back over her arms to her body. The material of her shirt ruffled slightly as the invisible force passed over it and seemed to settle above her. Amy gasped as a button suddenly popped open, revealing the olive skin of her cleavage.     One by one the rest of her buttons followed suit until finally her shirt fell open to reveal her flat stomach and lacy black bra. A soft caress, somewhere between cool air and a warm touch, danced over her bare skin and Amy tried desperately to think rationally. Was this a drunken dream? It felt too real for that. Perhaps the shock she had experienced earlier had affected her even worse than she realised. Maybe she really had lost her mind and this was all some elaborate hallucination.     A warm wetness pressed itself in the vale between her breasts, lingering for a moment before disappearing and reappearing in the dip of her belly button. Heat began to pool in Amy’s belly despite her alarm, spreading to the rest of her body as the mysterious caresses continued. The invisible weight hovering over her eased suddenly, drifting back down her body to where her legs hung over the end of the bed.     Though she was now free to move, Amy remained frozen, her mind racing, adrenalin pulsing through her veins. What was going on? Had she drunk more than she realised? Was she going crazy?     A feather light touch brushed over her knee and up her thigh. Amy gasped as her skirt suddenly bunched up around her waist, moved by the same unseen force that had undone her shirt and kept her pressed into the bed. The touch drifted higher on her thighs and curled around her hips, drawing her panties down slowly over her legs to puddle at her feet.     Amy squeezed her eyes shut tight as the touch drifted back up her legs, over her calves, and lingered between her exposed thighs. Excitement laced through her fear and though she knew she should cry out, make a break for it, do anything, she lay still, the same three words running through her mind over and over like a mantra: ‘I’m not crazy, I’m not crazy, I’m not crazy…”

Detalhes do Produto

    • Ano de Edição: 2012
    • Ano:  2012
    • País de Produção: Canada
    • Código de Barras:  2000177283778
    • ISBN:  1230000007363
    • Faixa Etária:  a partir de 18 anos

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