One
woman sets out to discover the truth about The Phantom, and maybe finally
discover the true sexual pleasure that the hands of mere men have denied her.
There is a legend known only to
women. The Phantom, a ghostly lover, could one night creep into her bedroom and
give her the pleasure her body craves. Sasha has been obsessed with him ever
since she first heard his story in college. Ten years later, she still dreams
of him coming to satisfy her needs. But is he even real?
As a journalist at a women's magazine,
she manages to convince her boss to let her do an article about him. Despite a
very unsupportive boyfriend and a disbelieving best friend, Sasha begins to
interview women who have experienced The Phantom only to find more questions
than answers.
Is he really the kind of lover that
ties up his women? Could he have actually been around for thousands of years? Will
she ever be lucky enough to experience him for herself? The questions only
drive her need to know more.
Excerpt:
Thirteen years ago...
Something watched her. Even in her
sleep, the girl could feel it. Slowly, her eyes opened and adjusted to the
dark.
No one was there. So where did that
chuckle come from?
Her hand shot out for the bedside
table, but the lamp seemed to have disappeared. All she felt were her glasses.
Quickly, the girl put them on and pushed the frames back up her nose when they
began to slip. ''Who's there?'' She called. ''If this is a joke, it isn't
funny.''
Maybe it was just the breeze from the
open window, or maybe, just maybe, someone moved somewhere in the dark.
At nineteen, the girl had still never
been kissed. That all changed when warm, ghostly lips pressed against her own.
She had certainly never had a hand on her breast or another slip beneath her
simple baby blue nightgown and onto her thigh.
It was enough to raise excited goose bumps over her skin.
''Wh-who are you?'' She asked again,
her voice little more than a whisper.
This time, the chuckle made her
shiver. ''I am The Phantom of course, and I've come for you, my dear.''
About the author:
Jocelyn Leveret was born in Abilene,
Texas in 1984 and grew up just south of there in a tiny town called Winters
that only had a population of about 3000. She discovered erotica at seventeen
when she bought a copy of My Secret Garden on accident. Jocelyn was
actually looking for The Secret Garden. It turned out to be a happy
accident though, and soon she was exploring her own fantasies by writing little
erotic scenes and short stories. A couple of years later, she was diagnosed
with Partial Complex Epilepsy. Since then, erotica has helped keep her mind
sharp despite the disability by constantly exercising her imagination. The
result has been longer fantasies she cannot wait to share with her readers.
Great read! Congrats to you, Jocelyn and fab blog, Erzabet! Cheers!
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