The Collector
by
Kay Jaybee
(@kay_jaybee)
Re-edited, with a brand new cover, and
two HOT new stories, Kay Jaybee’s first solo work of erotica is being
re-released for a new generation of sexy story lovers!
Alongside each story, there is a short
introduction explaining exactly how “the collector” came across the tale in the
first place.
Blurb:
Gathering salaciously erotic stories
against an everyday backdrop of bus trips, train journeys, coffee shops, and
restaurants, The Collector documents a wide variety of sexual encounters as she
travels Great Britain.
The Collector’s research takes her into
every arena of the erotic experience, from love, lust, submission and
dominance, to voyeurism and beyond.
Are you brave enough to see if it was
your supposedly private conversation she overheard - and then wrote down?
***
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Extract from The Scottish Fantasy:
(One of two new stories added into this
new addition of The Collector)
Stacie gasped as the door opened. The
dark shine to the man’s slate eyes as he regarded her and her friend Kate was
in danger of taking Stacie’s breath away, and he hadn’t even spoken yet.
Tall, broad, with a tanned face and
short spiked hair, a hint of stubble shadowed his square chin. Obviously
surprised to see two young women walking through the woods so late on a
winter’s afternoon, the ranger ushered them inside his wooden hut.
Introducing himself as Rob—Like Rob Roy!
Stacie’s inner voice shouted at her. How perfect is that!—he looked at them
enquiringly, ‘I dunna ken what you’re doin’ here, hens.’
Stacie’s brow furrowed. She’d thought
that the Scottish spoke English.
Kate laughed as she saw her friend’s
confused expression. ‘He means he doesn’t understand what we want, honey.
“Dunna ken” means “don’t know” and “hen” is the local term for girl.’ Turning toward the ranger, Kate smiled. ‘This
is Stacie, and I’m Kate. Stacie hasn’t got her ear geared into the local accent
yet; she’s American.’
‘I guess that means an American accent.’
The ranger spoke so softly, Stacie felt herself melting on the spot. ‘I rather
like those.’
Ignoring her friend, whose eyes were on
stalks, leaving her in no doubt that Stacie was on an internal lust trip, Kate
said, ‘We’re really sorry to bother you so late, but could you tell us where we
are? We seem to be on a much longer trail than we intended to be, and we’ve lost
the track.’
Rob’s dark eyes bored into her as she
spoke. Kate couldn’t decide if their presence mildly amused him, or if he was
merely tolerating the interruption to his work.
‘We’ve run out of water as well. Could
we fill up our bottles here, please?’
‘It’s a good job you stopped, hen.’ The
ranger pulled a map off his cluttered desk and pointed a thick finger at a red
dotted line. ‘You’re here, on the all day walk. It’s called that for sound
reasons.’
Lost in an erotic daydream, Stacie
wasn’t listening to a word he said, just to the sound of his voice; the
beautiful, gentle burr of his accent. She judged it fitted neatly half way
between Ewan McGregor and Sean Connery.
When Kate had invited her friend over
from the States for a couple of weeks exploring the Grampians of Scotland,
Stacie had been thrilled. Not only could she catch up with her gorgeous friend
and occasional lover, she could visit an area of the world that had always held
a fantasy for her. Kilts, burly men in tight white vests, cabers being tossed,
heather, whiskey, and mountains topped with snow.
The heather and mountains were a reality
sure enough, as were the late night tots of warming whiskey she’d shared with
Kate as they snuggled up together in the king-sized bed their Deeside hotel
room provided. But until now, in this ranger’s office, hidden away in the woods
near the flooded caves of Burn O’Vat, Stacie hadn’t seen anyone who even came
close to the Celtic man of her late night fantasies.
Stacie felt mesmerised by the ranger.
Despite the coldness of the late winter air he wore no coat, and his green
sweater sleeves were rolled back to show arms honed by hard work. Forget kilts,
this was as close to perfection as Stacie’s Scottish fantasy was ever going to
get.
‘I’ll fill your bottles right enough, but if
you’ll heed my advice, you’ll go back on the route you came. Far quicker and
safer. It’ll be dark in about two hours.’
‘Thanks, I think we’ll do that.’ Kate
watched as he took their empty water bottles over to his sink. His back view
was as stunning as his front. The goldfish expression on Stacie’s face told her
girlfriend that she was mentally undressing him, and Kate began to do the
same. Well aware that Stacie had serious
fantasy issues where Scottish men were concerned, Kate wondered just how turned
on her friend was. Did she have damp knickers? Were her nipples hard?
As Kate’s thoughts rambled, her own
arousal began to tweak up a notch. Perhaps… She took a deep breath. Well, why
not?
‘It must be lonely here, on your own all
day.’ Kate knew the line was a bit lame, but she didn’t care. A sideways glance
at Stacie showed that her lover had understood her intentions, and approved.
Rob didn’t look round. He didn’t need
to. He could sense the two sets of eyes on his back; they were almost scorching
him. Taking his time to fill the second bottle, the ranger thought the
situation through.
Two of them, both hot totty. One a
blonde, one a redhead. One English. One American. A tasty combination. Their
bulky winter coats, sensible walking trousers and boots didn’t give much away,
but he was willing to bet that once all the layers were off, they would be a
sight to behold. He could be wrong, he supposed, but maybe…
Rob replied to Kate’s question. ‘I like
it well enough, hen. I ken it’s quiet, but I like peace and quiet.’
‘So, you don’t get… lonely, then?’ Kate
knew she was being blatant, but she didn’t care. If she could pull this off, it
would be the perfect holiday present for her friend. Stacie, her mouth dry with
anticipation, stepped forward. Pulling off her gloves to reveal pale hands with
violently clashing purple nail-varnished tips, she took the full bottles from
Rob’s hands. Making certain her fingers brushed his as she did so.
‘Thank you,’ Stacie purred as she passed
one of the bottles to her partner. The tacit standoff that followed as tension
rippled through the small office room-cum-workshop was eventually broken by
Rob.
‘Would you lassies like something to
warm you up before you go?’ His
sentence, delivered in a deadpan tone, could have been suggesting something as
mundane as sharing of a mug of hot chocolate, but his sparkling eyes hinted at
so much more.
Stacie’s pulse quickened as Kate
casually replied, ‘Well, if it’s not too much trouble, that would be lovely.’
Another normal sentence, but packed with enough eyelash-fluttering that she
might as well have screamed out ‘Fuck us now!’
‘I was about to light the fire.’ Rob
knelt at a small grate, already neatly piled with kindling. ‘Perhaps you’d like
to lose your jackets for a while. When this takes, this place gets pretty hot.’
The girls’ eyes were drawn to the
hopping, spluttering flames. They threw their coats over their backpacks, which
they’d already dumped by the front door.
Taking his time with the fire, the ranger
didn’t stir from where he crouched until it had taken to his satisfaction, and
was smoking nicely up the chimney. Then, with a measured movement, he stood and
faced his guests, who with unspoken agreement had divested themselves of far
more than just their coats. Somehow Rob managed to keep his face passive as his
eyes travelled from the top of each girl’s head down to their toes.
They stood naked. Holding hands. So,
lovers in their own right, then. Nice. He smiled. It had been over fifteen
years since he’d been with two women at the same time. A memory that kept him
warm during the dark winter days and nights as he guarded the woodland and its
wildlife.
Deciding against comment, Rob took a
silent moment to choose which girl he’d treat rough and which one he’d simply
treat. Then, with a pace that neither girl would have associated with the man
whose previous movements had been so controlled and steady, he stripped...
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About the Author:
Kay Jaybee was named Best Erotica Writer
of 2015 by the ETO
Kay received an honouree mention at the
NLA Awards 2015 for excellence in BDSM writing.
Kay Jaybee wrote The Perfect Submissive Trilogy, (The Perfect Submissive, The Retreat, Knowing Her Place, Xcite
2011-14), The New Room, (Xcite,
2015), The Voyeur, (Xcite 2012), Making Him Wait (Sweetmeats, 2012), A Sticky Situation (Xcite, 2013), Digging Deep, (Xcite 2013), Take Control, (1001 NightsPress, 2014),
and Not Her Type (1001 NightsPress,
2013.
Details of all her short stories and
other publications can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
You can follow Kay on -
Twitter- https://twitter.com/kay_jaybee
Facebook -http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthor
Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html
Kay also writes contemporary romance as Jenny Kane – www.jennykane.co.uk
Muffy, likened in style to one of the Bronte sisters and Anne Rice, is an award winning bestselling author of provocative romance about love, sex, hope and passion. An American author of the popular Shadow Seduction Series (a paranormal love story) and the Ribbons of Moonlight Series (a contemporary romance), she has penned a dozen other books and anthology collections.
Muffy was born in Texas to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and 'came of age' in France which forged her joie de vivre and love for books and writing. Married and living in the tropical paradise of SW Florida along the Gulf Coast, Muffy writes and enjoys life in the sun with her husband and wee Havanese pup, Burt.
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