DELIVERY by Elisa Kae

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This was one of those days that Emily was glad she could work from home. It was a blustery mid-February afternoon and she was honestly relieved she wouldn’t be inundated by throngs of co-workers asking about her plans for this pink and red holiday. She genuinely liked the people she worked with, but their questioning about her love life always got a little out of hand at this time of year.

Really, it was none of their business.

She was pouring herself another cup of coffee when she was interrupted by a knock at her door. Flutters filled her belly as she approached the entryway, and a smile stretched across her face when she opened the door to see a handsome young man standing there.

‘Good afternoon, Emily.’

‘Hello there, Tyler… so nice of you to come see me today.’

‘Well, I couldn’t avoid an opportunity to see your smiling face, could I?’

She laughed. ‘No, I suppose you couldn’t.’

‘You always seem so happy to see me.’

‘You do deliver, I’ll say that much.’

‘That is my job!’ He beamed and handed her a package. ‘Your online shopping habit does keep me busy. I’ll probably see you next week. You have yourself a happy Valentine’s Day!’

‘You too,’ she said as she closed the door and hurried with her parcel down the hall to her bedroom.

She split open the nondescript cardboard box and dug through the packing material until she freed a long silver case. Carefully laying it down on the bed, she lifted the magnetic lid and couldn’t contain a coo of excitement. It was exactly as she had hoped: smooth matte purple silicone, long full shaft, with a lascivious bulbous head. Lifting it free, she tested the cool, firm resistance of the thick, fused rabbit ears jutting from the side. Feeling the resolute weight in her hand, her thumb intuitively caressed the buttons. She tested the controls, feeling her new lover hum to life. Her lips curled, and she hushed it back to stillness before settling into bed.

She laid back and shifted her body as she slipped out of her panties. The hem of her skirt fell up her thighs and settled around her waist. Her fingers dipped into the pot of coconut oil on her nightstand before they wandered down between her legs. They slid through her lips and mingled the slick new wetness with her own, enjoying the spreading heat. She built up her longing with gentle caresses and light touches, right where she liked them. She ran the full length of her finger up and down over her clit, dipping into her pussy before drawing it back up again, teasing just enough to make herself even hungrier for the suitor waiting so patiently beside her.

Her desire built and spread. She reached over, taking her new paramour in her hand. Stroking her wet fingers over its length, she felt it slick and warm before parting her labia. Oh, but it felt so good, and slipped so naturally into her wetness. She held her breath as each inch penetrated her in a smooth motion until the ears touched just below her clit, then slid up, nestling snugly against her. With the shaft pressed deep, she took a moment to feel the still fullness, to roll her hips and adapt to the invariable pressure before her thumb found the ignition.

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It started as a low deep hum in the shaft, but she quickly cycled up to a more insistent vibration. The head rolled deep within her, massaging her core. She pushed her thighs apart and pressed it deeper before her thumb shifted to the other button and awoke the rabbit. Her back arched at the sudden power shocking over her, and she pulled it back, lifting the ears from her clit, causing the undulating head to slide to shallower places. She tipped her hips, stroking it over her sweet spot, but there was only so long she could last this way. The desire to feel that delicious swollen fullness compelled her to drive it deep again, the purring ears tapping her clit with each thrust.

The intensity of the stimulation was almost overwhelming but she wanted more. She ground it into herself, feeling the full vibrations up and over her clit with the deep thrumming inside, touching every part of her. She felt herself climb, tightening around the silky shaft as it opened her over and over again. She pulled herself closer, thrusting harder, and letting her gasping moans fill the room. She felt the bloom and kept going, hard, her pussy constricting around the undulations, the rabbit pressed tight to her, sliding up and back, flicking her clit with each pass, the vibrations sinking through her until her orgasm was inevitable. She pounded frantically until the only thing she could do was press it deep and let it take her over the edge. The quaking shakes exploded from her, ripping down her legs, up her body and out her open mouth. Her body arched and shuddered and as she pulled this beautiful creature from her body, her wetness ran down over her ass, soaking the sheets below her.

The smell of her sex hung heavy in the room and a lazy smile spread across her face as she came back to earth.

‘Happy Valentine’s Day, Bunny. I think I love you.’

Totally worth listening to while you do something else with your hands? Elysa Kae thinks so:

Elisa Kae is not filmed in front of a live studio audience. She contains adult content that may not be suitable for some audiences.  Listener discretion is strongly advised. 

Speaking of listening, you can listen to Elisa on Soundcloud and follow her on Twitter at @ElisaKae

text © Elisa Kae 2017

photography ©  Jennifer Weihmann

used with permission; ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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ABOUT THE PROJECT:

SCREW CHOCOLATE: 14 Queer Valentines To Help You Survive February 14 is a collaborative project by YYC Queer Writers. We get together intermittently to… write. Also, laud our lovers. Commiserate about our exes. Read each other what we wrote. Explain what we want to write. Try to justify why we aren’t writing it. Go home and write it. Come back. Share it… repeat.

 

TABLE OF CONTENTS  VALENTINES

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curated by M. Jane Colette

photography by Jennifer Weihmann

 NOW UP:

Valentine 1: Mountains & Moments by T

Valentine 2: Karma, in Pronouns by Marzena Czarnecka

Valentine 3: The Long Commute by L. Sara Bysterveld

Valentine 4: It Happens Like This by Dana Stan

Valentine 5: Try by M. Jane Colette

Valentine 6: Sunrise by Brooke Nicholas

Valentine 7: Want by T

Valentine 8: Get The Fuck Up & Love by Dallas Barnes

Valentine 9: Elizabeth by Nola Sarina

Valentine 10: Instructions by PW Zelli

Valentine 11: Unmentionables by Alyssa Linn Palmer

Valentine 12: The Shy Girl’s Guide to Sexting by M. Jane Colette

Valentine 13: Delivery by Elisa Kae

Valentine 14: Alter Ego In A Red Tie by Lotis Cervantes

WANT TO LISTEN?

You can listen to several of our sultry Valentines, as read by voice artist Elisa Kae:

Valentine 1 Audio: Mountains & Moments by T

Valentine 5 Audio: Try by M. Jane Colette

Valentine 7 Audio: Want by T

Valentine 12 Audio: The Shy Girl’s Guide to Sexting by M. Jane Colette

Valentine 13 Audio: Delivery by Elisa Kae

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY FROM ALL OF US!

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About mjanecolette

Writer. Reader. Angster. Reformed Bohemian (not). Author of the erotic romance Tell Me (Harper Collins, 2015), the erotic tragedy (with a happy ending) Consequences (of defensive adultery) (coming May 2 2017), and the rom-com (she's versatile) Cherry Pie Cure (releasing June 15, 2017), as well as the non-fiction collection of essays Rough Draft Confessions: not a guide to writing and selling erotica and romance but full of inside inside anyway (GENRES were made to be BROKEN, 2017). Closet poet. Currently torturing novels four, five, and six simultaneously. Which is not a good idea.

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