New steamy one-shot teaser and poll.

Secret Pretender

In this week’s Patreon flash fiction (steamy one-shot) one of the main characters is a celebrity look alike. The one shots are almost always on the steamy side and I was hesitant to post them here cause so many of you come to read my less steamy books. But that means others who enjoy those works don’t have access or know when my stories are available to read. This week, I’ll share a steamy and a clean teaser but will ask you to vote at the end of the post as to which one you prefer.

SFW Teaser (Edge me on)

“Emit Harlow?” A woman’s voice asks the moment I close the door.

I frown. No one in the hotel knows my real name. Not even the pretty little brunette at the front desk. “Who’s asking?” I turn. Against the wall is a police officer.

“I’m Officer Stevens.”

The uniform looks authentic enough. She’s cute too. I glance up and down the hall but there’s not another person in sight at 3 am. “How can I help you, officer?”

“You can start by confirming your identity.”

Every hair along my nape stands on end. “I’m Emit.”

She arches her brow.

“I’m Emit Harlow.”

She nods and whips out her hand cuffs. “Turn around.”

“Wow.” I back up a step. I’ve never gotten more than a speeding ticket in my life. Now here I was being arrested in a hotel hallway.

“Are you going to make this easy or hard?” she asks, stepping closer.

Bubble gum. I was being handcuffed by a pretty cop who smelled like fucking bubble gum. “Can you at least tell me what I’m being arrested for?”

“How about impersonating a celebrity?”

NSFW Teaser (Bare it all)

Fuck yes!

I circled her waist, running my fingers along her arched spine, and holding her steady while I feast. She’s beautifully undone as release washes over her. Her whimpering pants drown the thumps of my wild heart beats. The air sizzles and snaps with Jade’s electric energy as she rides the waves of her first orgasm. I want to taste her, let her juices flood my mouth, but I want inside her drenched passage even more.

“Put me inside your pussy, baby,” I hiss, too desperate to wait for her to recover.

Jade’s warm, slender fingers circle my girth, and she tugs me close, holding me at her entrance. Fuck! She creams my crown, her heat making it difficult not to lurch forward.

“Say it first,” she asks, breathless.

She’s so cute when she makes her demands from under hooded lashes. She isn’t the first person to mistake me for Henry Cavill, and if my greedy cock had anything to say about it, she wouldn’t be the last. The day I’d stopped correcting people and went along with it, I got the best sex of his life, received upgrades to lavish hotel rooms—like the one they were in—, and hadn’t paid for my coffee since Witcher aired. It wasn’t my fault I had awesome genes and an ass that begged to be squeezed.

I indulged her. Shit, I would recite all the lines if she requested. “This looks like a job for superman!”

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Let’s have tea with author Christian Pan

Hello Tea Time readers! Let’s meet Christian, shall we?

Christian is a bisexual writer who loves reading and creating stories about all kinds of sex. While some of these stories are memories and some are fantasies, most exist along the edges in-between.

Today we are exploring two of Christian’s erotic pieces, The Hitchhiker and Stress Relief!

The Hitchhiker by Christian Pan

The Hitchhiker is a tale that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality.

Debra starts her journey on an unexpected road trip. After hours alone in her car, she explores many erotic fantasies to titillate her imagination. Just like our mind goes from one thought to another, her imagination plays out different scenarios.

But the one that keeps coming back is the hitchhiker!

Cover art by Lauren Rae

Here is a taste of the Hitchhiker:

In the rearview, she sees the hitchhiker lower his hand and peer over his shoulder,

perhaps wondering if Debra and her car are a hallucination, as no one seems to be driving this

stretch of road this time of night.

It’s late. Dark. Isolated. No one around for miles.

Okay, decision-making time, Deb.

Hefting his army bag over one shoulder, the hitchhiker begins a light jog toward her car.

Debra leans over and opens the passenger-side door before he gets there. He leans down and

greets her…

Q: What inspired you to write a story from the female perspective?

A: The idea for this story actually sprung from a brief exchange with an old friend of mine, who told me what she thinks about when she sees a hitchhiker along the side of the road. She only told me a sentence or two, so I tried to fill in the rest of the gaps from my imagination.

I like shifting the perspective in my stories between different characters, including women and men. Some of my stories begin with a memory, or a personal experience; sometimes it´s inspired by a story someone tells me, other times it´s completely made up. But usually, each story is a mixture of all these things, borrowing from different sources or origins.

Q: As I read the story, I thought the story was a great intro to erotic horror. Do you write or have you thought about writing in erotic horror?

Oh, thank you! That´s kind of you to say.

Generally, I write within a “realistic setting”. I tend to locate my stories either in the present moment, or I shift it to 30+ years ago in New York City, a series of stories that I think of as my “historical” pieces. Even though for some that is not that long ago, so many businesses, restaurants, cafes, and art spaces are no longer around from that time. The writing can be a kind of time-capsule, trying to capture a bit of what the city was like from that time (at least, the city that I knew).

Recently, I have been experimenting with some other forms and storylines, which might qualify for “erotic horror”. I´ve written a couple of stories that are inspired by Greek mythology, “The Clags” and “Goat Rave“, which can be a little sinister. I´ve also begun serializing a science-fiction erotic series, “The Rivals: Beta Testing” and “The Rivals: Courtney“, which I see will unfold over six or seven more chapters. The Rivals are these sex androids who are rebelling against their human owners. Both are pretty dark, suspenseful, different than the other, more realistic stories I´ve written so far.

Stress Relief by Christian Pan

Have you ever fantasized about angry sex? The humiliation kink? What about sen in a public place?

In Christian Pan’s stress relief, he offers a front-row seat in a story of strangers who unite over a common vexing cause as they wait to board their flight. Their anger fuels their attraction and sexual energy swirls around them.

As heat builds between these strangers, the clock is ticking toward their nearing flight and their chance to find release.

Cover art by Lauren Rae

Here’s a taste of Stress Relief:

She squeezed my thigh, then moved her hand closer to my hip. I crossed my leg, hoping

to hide my stiffening cock from the other waiting passengers, though not necessarily from her. I

swallowed. My mouth was dry.

“Uh, what are you doing?”

“You want me to stop?”

I shook my head.

She just sat there, looking at me, squeezing my thigh. My breath grew slower, and deeper.

Then she continued in a voice only for me.

“I think this is one of the reasons I got into energy work. I´m so fascinated by how energy

and emotional states just kind of blur into one another. Like mixing paint. Violence and desire,

love and anger. These are more similar than you think.”

Q: Any time politics are involved in a story, it´s difficult to not have it overshadow the chemistry between the characters. What were some of the methods you employed to balance the erotic and the political?

Very true: overt politics in a story (including erotica) can be a risk. At the same time, that was part of the challenge: how can I try to make it work?

The opening dialogue at the airport between the two strangers is almost verbatim, during a flight I took west. For me, this was my horror story: people blasting the volume up on their phones, with their hateful rhetoric, and demanding to be treated “like a friendly neighbor”. Would they extend the same courtesy to me, if I were watching some porn?

The second part of the story was where I used my imagination. I knew I wanted to transform this into an erotic story, somehow. I also knew that sometimes, when one is angry or frustrated, when tempers are “revved up”, that that can be a close cousin to sexual arousal.

Some readers have suggested I should not include that opening, with the overt political conversation. They say that this may repel some readers from purchasing or enjoying my work. But for me, that is fine. I can´t be an effective writer, if I´m worrying about every single reaction from every single possible person. Ultimately, I need to stake out a position, and follow my own interest.

Q: Which kink did you enjoy exploring most in this story? And why?

I´m always curious about that chemistry that we can sometimes find with other people. Sometimes, it is easier to be intimate with a stranger, because one knows in advance that one will never see them again: it gives a certain kind of permission to perhaps act a certain way, speak or reveal parts of ourselves that we wouldn´t with someone that knows us better. Humans are so strange! But at the same time, I revel in these kinds of nuances, these quirks and oddities, these contradictions within human nature. Makes me feel there´s always a character or a situation to write about.

Thanks so much for having tea with us, Christian.

To know more about Christian, and to check out his erotic collection visit his site. https://www.christianpanerotica.com/