To answer the host of emails I have been getting about what is next, here it is Chasing Caroline. As is usually the case every time I disappear for a couple of weeks, this is something new and different. I hesitate to classify it as Lesbian Romance because of the EXTREMELY GRAPHIC sex scene at the end of the book, but I think it is definitely a love story.
The story revolves around two best friends about to graduate from college. It is first person and each chapter switches back and forth between each of their points of view, which is super fun. I thought it was a cool way to tell the story, moving back and forth between the two in the same time line – something I haven’t done before.
The story is 20k words which, I think, puts it into the novella range pretty long for a 2.99 short. I think it turned out pretty well, at least I hope so. Let me know what you think!
Here’s the description:
Cat has been best friends with Caroline since their freshman year of college,
but with graduation and a new careers just a few months away, she’s afraid of
losing the one person she holds dearest. But what does that mean? Has their
friendship changed, evolved into something more? And is now the right time to
explore the possibilities? What if Caroline doesn’t feel the same way?
Chasing Caroline is a story about two best friends on the edge of adulthood,
discovering who they really are, and where they are going.
And, in case you were worried that I had gone off track and written a romance instead of my usual wet and dirty erotica, here’s a snippet from one of the end chapters.
Cat shifted her body and spread her knees slightly. A mischievous grin traced her lips. “Is that what you want?” She reached up and ran her hand over her breast while the other slowly glided toward her waist. “You want to watch me masturbate?” She spread her legs and my heart began to bang against my rig cage.
“Yes,” the word escaped before I realized I had said it.
She cupped her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze while she stared into my eyes. She slid a hand across the top of her thighs and in between her legs. “Mmm,” she moved her hand across the fabric and then moved her hand in a circle, pressing down and against herself. She moaned as she touched herself.