Romantic and sweet new short story: First Dance With You ~ Clarissa Wild's Blog

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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Romantic and sweet new short story: First Dance With You

NEW Erotic Romance short story!

I just published a new, hot, erotic romance short story! It's called First Dance With You and here is the blurb:

Virgin Emily is just starting her new life as a college girl and gets invited to a masquerade by her new roommate. At the party, a sexy, masked man asks her to dance, but what she doesn't know is that this one dance will change her life forever. Because when the waltz is over, the night just begins...

Exciting, isn't it? This short story is around 7000 words and contains steamy, erotic scenes for adults only.

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I looked around my new dorm room and took in all the tiny details. There was another bed opposite to mine and above it a gigantic poster of a hunky man. Thongs and bras lay scattered on the floor and the few books that were on a desk in the corner were covered in dust. Under the window stood an ashtray, the cigarette on it still burning.
Kevin came inside, hauling my suitcase and dropped it onto the bed, huffing. “Is this it?” he asked.
I turned around to look at his sweaty face, his dark, curly hair all over the place.
“Yeah, thanks Kev, I really appreciate all your help,” I said and pecked him on the cheek.
He blushed and smiled. “Don’t mention it.” He looked around the room and his eyes locked onto the cigarettes.
“So she smokes.”
“Guess so, yeah. I’m thinking of asking her to do it somewhere else, but I’m the new one here, so maybe I should just suck it up. I mean, I don’t want to spoil it with her before these four years are over. I have to sleep next to her the next couple of years, so it might be better if we’d become friends.”
“As long as you don’t forget about me,” Kevin said.
I chuckled. “Of course not, Kev.” I placed my hand on his shoulder. “You’re my best friend. Always will be.”
His lip twitched. “Yeah, I’ll always be here for you when you need me, especially to tow your luggage or get some dudes out of your face.” He grinned.
I poked him and laughed. “You’re more than just a great help, Kev. Come on, you know that.” I winked.
“Yeah, yeah, I know.”
“Besides, we’ve always been together, you and me, being neighbors back in town and now in this dorm too. It’s just too good. Always gonna be me and you and me against the world, Kev.” I gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder and he drew back, letting me pretend that I was strong. “Remember that time when I was being followed by that creepy kid from across the road and you stood there to protect me? God, I’ll never forget that.”
“Oh please,” Kevin rolled his eyes. “Don’t remind me of that. Not again.”
“You were so brave,” I said and muffled a laugh.
“Wasn’t so brave after I was lying on the ground with a bloody nose.” Kevin turned around.
“Hey, but that kid didn’t harass me anymore and that was all because of you.” I swung my arms around his neck. “You’re always there for me and that’s why I like you.”
He turned his face toward me and smiled.
Then a girl with curly, long red hair came inside, gazing at her cell phone and stood, just before she bumped into us.
“Oh, hi!” she said and waved.
I smiled an awkward smile and Kevin signaled to the door. I dropped my arm and Kevin walked past the girl.
“So you’re my new roommate then?” she asked. “Awesome. I’m Becky.” She gave me a firm handshake.
“Emily,” I said.
“And who’s that?” she pointed at Kevin without turning around. “Your boyfriend?”

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