Just Released! Accidental Contact ~ Sapphic short story by @AdrianaKraft #LGBGTQ#LesbianFiction #SapphicFiction #EroticRomance #NewYorkCity #Snowbound #New Release #AgeGap #99cents #MFRWAuthor

What romantic pairings do you love to read? Straight f/m? Bisexual f/f/m? Lesbian f/f? I’m half of the writing duo Adriana Kraft, and we love writing (and reading) all these pairings. Our newest release is a sapphic short story we wrote for an anthology over a decade ago, then revised and updated to release under our indie imprint. Is it really erotic romance? It’s definitely erotic, featuring one of my favorite f/f scenes as Natalie is caught between her fears and her desires in the middle of the night. Since it’s a short story, I’d call it happy-for-now, with a promising future.

BOOK INFORMATION

Accidental Contact, By Adriana Kraft
Release date: November 3, 2023
Genre: Erotic Romance
Length: Short Story
Pairing: FF
Tropes: Cougar Story, New York City, Snowbound, Just One Bed

BLURB

Natalie and the much younger Bridgette are real estate agents who’ve often traveled together for business seminars. Now they’re snowbound in New York City in a hotel room with only one bed. Will Natalie dare to make her move?

EXCERPT

Chapter One

Sitting in bed with the covers pulled up to her neck, Natalie Powers glanced up at the sound of her roommate’s voice.

“It’s already snowing.” Bridgette Allen ran the brush through her long blonde hair and glanced over at the bed. “Think we’ll make it out of here in the morning?”

Natalie tried to decipher the younger woman’s soft smile. Was Bridgette disappointed at the prospect of being stuck with her in New York City an extra day or two? “Doesn’t look promising.” She muted the TV. “If the weatherman’s right and the City gets ten to fifteen inches—plus wind—there probably won’t be any planes flying. I’ll check in the morning, but I’ll be surprised if we get out of here at all tomorrow. I’m sorry. Did you have a big weekend planned back home?”

“Don’t be sorry. It’ll be fun getting caught here for a day or two.” Bridgette’s voice suddenly sounded brighter. “Maybe we can walk over to Rockefeller Center and watch the skaters. Whatever we do, let’s not mope around worrying about finding a flight.” She set down the hairbrush and puckered her lips at her reflection in the mirror. “I like to believe everything happens for a reason. Maybe we both deserve a mini vacation.”

“You may be right.” Natalie yawned. “Three days listening to lectures has been grueling.”

Bridgette turned to face Natalie, brows slightly raised and a smile threatening the corners of her mouth.

Natalie couldn’t resist a smile in return. “I’ll try to be upbeat about our plight. We won’t get back to Chicago until the airports open.”

“So…” Bridgette checked the buttons on her powder-blue silk pajamas while brushing a piece of fluff off the gentle rise of a breast. “We might as well enjoy ourselves.”

“Maybe we could visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art,” Natalie said, trying to keep the mood light while Bridgette settled under the covers. “I haven’t been there for a couple years.”