SEX Unlimited: Volume 1 (Unlimited #1) by Kathryn Perez Page B

a physical connection. Being touched, desired and having my body brought to heights of soaking wet lust. Almost instantaneously with my dirty thoughts, a pop-up ad comes across my screen. SexUnlimited.com My brows shoot up and my curiosity peeks. The tag line reads, Have unlimited sex on your terms, no strings attached . Now that sounds like a deal I could agree to—no drama, no expectations, just fun.
     
    Or would that make me a slut?
     
    Good grief, what am I thinking? I’m officially losing my mind today. The divorce memories have me really jacked up, that has to be it. The ad continues to flash as if taunting me.
     
    Blink
     
    Blink
     
    Blink
     
    I click it.
     
    Damn, I’m a sucker.
     

 
    Internet Encounter
     

     
    I ’m on my third glass of red wine.
     
    Staring at my SexUnlimited.com profile, I shake my head. Yeah, I did it. I created a stupid profile on this ridiculous matching site and now I’m deliberating over which photos to upload. Scrolling through a few pictures, I decide on a simple headshot to showcase my green eyes and long dark brown hair. Let’s see how many of these jerks care about a woman’s face. I seriously doubt I’ll get any interested parties without sexy photos.
     
    This has to be rock bottom for me. Really. But something in the back of my mind says to hell with it. I’m a close to middle aged woman who lives alone and hasn’t had sex in a year. I’m a grown adult. Why is it that men can go screw the world without repercussions, yet I’m sitting here, shaming myself internally because I’m horny and acting on it? That’s bullshit.
     
    I click upload and submit my profile for review. Now I guess I wait.
     
    Deciding to knock out some work on Dawn’s manuscript, I open the file and get ready to plow through some edits. My initial scan through of the story and my attention is already piqued. Her manuscript is titled, True Loss Story .
     

    Loving someone is like the chaos of war. It's a battle you'll never win because the moment you fall in love, you've forever lost your mind.
     
    The day I fell for Brian I most certainly lost my mind. I also lost my heart. He stole it and I happily let him. Before Brian, I ’ d never known such all-encompassing love. Finding him gave my life new meaning. Losing him wasn't something I was prepared for. Let me tell you a story about losing the love of my life and how I survived it.
     
    My name is Danielle and this is my true loss story.
     

    I scan down further through the document and the word cock catches my eye.
     

    When we made love, it was always so much more than sex. Brian touched me with a reverence that exuded love and passion. Sex wasn't just physical with us. It was a full mind, body and soul experience.
     
    The first time we made love I was overwhelmed by him; by his bold words. "Watch my cock, Danielle. I want you to watch me move inside you."
     
    He spoke softly, but every word demanded my full attention. I looked down and watched him penetrate me the first time our bodies were joined. It was truly the most erotic moment of my life. He moved inside of me but it was more than a physical pleasure. With every movement, Brian infiltrated not only my body, but my heart and soul. 
     

    Wow, this is new for Dawn. She ’ s not normally one to write the steamy stuff so descriptively. I ’ m accustomed to her sex scenes being more fade to black. She must be testing new writing waters with this one. Just that little scene made me feel a tad feverish. Internally I laugh at myself.
     
    I really need to get laid.
     

    A dinging sound brings me out of a deep sleep. I fell asleep at my desk yet again. I adjust my eyes to see what time it is—three in the morning. Well, I made my way through a huge chunk of Dawn’s manuscript; that’s a plus to the late night. The dinging sound rings out again and I see the tab blinking from that website. Clicking on it, I’m shocked to see that I have several ‘nods’ which I’m