Ghost Sex (a paranormal erotica)

✍ Scribed by Black, Rose

• Book ID: 108843799
• Publisher: Rose Black
• Year: 2013
• Tongue: English
• Weight: 8 KB
• Category: Fiction

✦ Synopsis

When Charlotte moves into an apartment in an old Victorian building, she figures her new home is bound to have some quirks. What Charlotte didn't expect was to be sharing her bedroom with a very horny ghost!

WARNING: This 3300 word erotic short story contains: ghostly fondling, levitating vibrators, and explosive orgasms that will leave you gasping and begging for more...

AN EXCERPT:
The moment I took my hand off of the knob, the drawer flew back open.
I stared at it dumbly, my mouth hanging open. And there was my vibrator again, unwrapped, in plain view, right in the middle of the drawer.
What the hell?
I began to lean over to close the drawer again, but I felt something brush against my shoulder. I let out a gasp. There was nothing there but the air around me, but I was sure that I was being touched.
I sat completely still, except for my heavy breathing. There it was again! I was positive that there was something at my shoulder. The sensation was cool and almost a little tingly, sending a shiver down my spine.
The silence of the room was absolutely deafening, and I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. There was definitely something weird, something unnatural, happening.
The sensation continued to play at my shoulder, and it almost felt as if icy cold fingers were caressing me. My mind went back to my conversation with Annie from this afternoon, when we were joking about the apartment being haunted. But that was ridiculous. A ghost couldn’t be here, opening my drawer, moving my vibrator, touching my shoulder... Could it?
“No, of course not.” I answered my own question, speaking out loud to break the deafening quiet. I shook my head at myself, hardly believing that I was being so silly, and moved to go close the drawer again.
This time, I was pushed back, flat against my mattress, by an invisible force. I hit the bed with a thud, my breath catching in my throat. I was too stunned to try to move, but the feeling of icy tendrils on my wrists told me that I wouldn’t be able to, even if I did make an attempt...