The Bride At the Shower (Seducing Straight Women #3)

When Aurora is invited to a bridal shower, she thinks she's in for a boring night—until she lays on the bride-to-be. Samantha is shy, cute, innocent, and beautiful, and Aurora's in love. By the end of the night, Aurora plans on giving Samantha one amazing bridal gift—a night of passion with a lesbian.


Excerpt from 'The Bride at the Shower':


“I choose Aurora.”


“Thanks,” I muttered to my friend. “I'll take a dare. I'm not sure you ladies could handle my wildest sexual experience.” Issy proffered the dare bowl. I fished around. 'Choose someone to kiss for thirty seconds.' I laughed, and held the card up. “Who wants to be the lucky lady.”


Tonya blushed, licking her lips, and Issy tittered nervously, explaining, “I didn't think we'd have two lesbians here. Maybe you should redraw.”


“No!” Zelda laughed. “It's just a harmless kiss. Don't be such a prude, Issy!”


“I'm not a prude! Well, Aurora, who's it gonna be.”


“Why I think this is the bride's party, so she should get the kiss.”


Samantha's blue eyes widened as I walked over to her chair, and her pale cheeks colored. “I've never...”


“Shh, I'll be gentle,” I promised, sitting on her lap, and putting my arms around her neck. “Ready to time me?”


“Yep. Five, four, three, two, one.”


Samantha licked her lips as I leaned in and gently captured her mouth. She didn't know what to do as Issy and Ruth led the girls in clapping and cheering. I ignored them and concentrated on making this the best, sweetest kiss she had ever experienced. I nibbled on her lower lip, and used my tongue to tease her, while my fingers gently caressed her cheeks. Her head tilted, her blue eyes closed, then she shyly kissed me back.


Heavenly.


Her lips worked against mine, and her tongue carefully, almost experimentally, pressed forward and flicked against my lips. I met it, caressing her tongue with mine. Then I pushed into her mouth, exploring her thoroughly as a heat flushed through my body, ending at the itch between my thighs. I wanted to kiss her—


“Time!” Issy shouted.


I didn't want to stop; my heart soared. She was the one. I had to have her.


“Time!”


Sighing, I pulled away, Samantha a flushed mess, and giggled, “Sorry, I just love kissing a pretty girl.”


“I bet you do,” Zelda snickered.


“Let's see, how about Samantha,” I smiled, getting off her lap.


“I...okay,” she whispered, her chest still heaving.


“I think someone liked it,” giggled Velma.


“She's a very good kisser,” Samantha answered as Issy held up the two bowls to her. She reached into the truth bowl and fished out a piece of paper. She blushed, holding up the slip, and laughed. “Yeah, I've kissed a woman. Just a minute ago.”