Dreams of Erotiqua
A journey into the world of Detective Steel Black, where death is just a stroke or bite away. Erotiqua, the Ethereal Girl of his dreams, visits him and is found real in the waking world. Where they go from there is only a dream or nightmare away.
The Ethereal Girl, more Dream than Reality, her youth an illusion, her wisdom a mystery. More elusive than starlight. To protect her he would go to the ends of the earth and beyond. To find his parents, he will be taken Beyond.
Two forces rule his life and will come together in a story as intriguing as the coldness of man’s inhumanity and the reality that is hidden in this Veil of illusion.
EXCERPT:
“Érotiqua . . . Éro-ti-qua . . .” Her name trips off his tongue in a low husk of desire. His shaft instantly springing to life. Steel sits back and gazes at her picture, completely enthralled by her exquisite loveliness. Unbidden fantasies of her flower in his mind. He sees her on a hot beach, white sand, dark blue aquamarine waters flowing, lapping quietly on a secluded private beach. She lay before him, her skin a beautiful golden tan bared to his feverish eyes. Deep, dark blue eyes. The barest French bikini clasped her lovely body like wisps of smoke. The deep smoky blue of the bikini matching her smoldering eyes. Breathless, he watched as her eyes half-lidded with desire, gazed upon him as if he were a Sun God come down to earth to bathe her in his hot embrace of desire.
His heart drummed in his chest, an insane rapid beat as he watched her pulse throb in her swan-like neck, she lay upon a golden silk blanket. Her lovely tanned skin blending effortlessly with the contrasting bright gold as if she were a lovely painting. A golden canvass that only his eyes could see. A Heavenly vision.
He licked his canines, which had lengthened, desiring above all else to taste her like he’d never wanted to taste any other woman, her blood as sweet as wine, and as delicate as the scent of the rarest red rose.
The sun high above beat down upon his head and made his vision swim with the heat that he was feeling. As the sun beat down upon her flesh, he imagined he saw trickles of moisture slip out from underneath her bikini top that barely concealed her firm, un-tanned dark pink nipples, her ripe lovely breasts heaved deeply upon her arched frame.
He followed the trickle down, and his tongue instantly hardened, wanting more than anything to lick her all over. From her lovely raven tresses down to her golden, taut little toes. His eyes traveled down her body to the sweet hidden valley at the juncture of her incredible thighs. Steel’s breaths came in harsh pants, no longer in control of his reaction to this exquisite creation of God.