Sasha Holden joins “Moon and Stars Press”

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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Contact:

Heather Howard
Moon and Stars Press LLC

Dallas, Texas

Phone: (214) 317-6319

heather@moonandstarspress.com

CRITICALLY ACCLAIMED AUTHOR SASHA HOLDEN AND MOON AND STARS PRESS LLC ENTER INTO PUBLISHING AGREEMENT

Dallas, Texas – July 27, 2016 – Moon and Stars Press LLC is proud to announce that it has entered into a multi-book publishing agreement with Sasha Holden. Sasha Holden’s first novel, Sarah: Malcolm’s Prize (Sarah’s Story Book 1) was critically acclaimed and was described by one reviewer as, “An erotic tale told in poetic form. A beautiful and wonderful sensory experience, and it still keeps the heat going page after page,” and, “A delectable treat to be savored. An amazing work full of kinky encounters and heightened sexual experiences.”

Richard Mager, Moon and Stars Press’ Chief Executive Officer, said, “Sasha is also an accomplished poet, and brings her Australian sensibilities and open approach to life to all of her writing. Her stylistic sense is fresh and unique and we look forward to a long and productive partnership with her as she continues to enthrall and entertain her readers.” He went on to say, “We are especially excited to begin the publication of Sasha’s new Spur Hill series of novellas, and to be able to release each new installment of that series both in e-book and print format approximately once every six weeks starting next month.”

Sasha Holden said, “I couldn’t be happier than to be associated with Moon and Stars Press and the other romance authors they represent, as they are an up and coming publisher of both romance novels and novellas targeting all aspects of the romance genre.”

To learn more about Moon and Stars Press LLC, Sasha Holden, and Moon and Stars’ other authors please visit www.moonandstarspress.com.

About Moon and Stars Press LLC

Moon and Stars Press LLC is a publisher of heterosexual, lesbian, clean and gay romance novels and novellas offering readers engaging stories with interesting characters ranging from innocent to steamy.

 

 

Surrendering to the night

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My pussy stretched to the limits
as he slid now further in
the vein pushing hard against my clit
his forehead sweating
upon my chin
thrusting with a force so intense
his knob bulging beneath my mound
as moaning now I subsided
giving way to his ground
keep fucking me Darling
I whispered
fill me with your gorgeous love
shoot it high inside me
fuck me from above

Then from below my neat blond landing strip
my pretty smooth pink skin
I felt the softest release
as my juices
flowed from within
shoot it darling
I need it
opening my legs in delight
watching as his face turned swollen
surrendering into the night

Seth – A love story

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The first remnants of gravel
levelled out beneath his tyres
lights shone through the curtains
into Jessie’s living room
as she sat
legs outstretched
to hear the gauze door slam
boots aside
his blonde mop
angling within her gate
one kiss
meeting her open lips
as two moths played with the veranda light
in tune with the porch’s want
for nothing but solitude
away from the dance
the clutter
the bustle

The dinner table lay quiet
as he ate
upright
with fork and knife at one
the gentle flow of his fingers
in then out of her work
her well prepared meal
for him

The bed appeared somewhat cold
holding Jess he dreamed
of reaching into tonight
to grab then feast upon her heart
to lye within her love
deep inside her night
where the evening candle flickered
shining against their love
opening a narrow pathway
toward the evening sky above

Whereupon he would ride arm in arm
in tune with his lovers soul
he died then went to heaven
as his dream did rapidly unfold
Love me forever Jess
clinging to her every breath
I’ll love you forever
she replied
my gorgeous
my beautiful
Seth

Night Sounds – Part Two

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Beth could hear the cab door close
the outside light came on
it had been weeks since she had seen him
practically a month he’d been gone
he rolled the suitcase forward
then climbed upon their bed
t’was the middle of the night
as he laid the jacket down
before untying his forlorn tie
then unbuttoning his tired shirt
as he unbuckled his belt
then pulled his pants down low
peeling off his shoes
to lay flat upon his back
his mind beginning to glow
he leaned across then kiss her
gently upon her cheek
as peeling off his shoes
Beth came forth to speak
“I’ve missed you, gorgeous darling”
she whispered toward his brow
“let me love you darling
let me show you how’

Beth straddled his exposed legs
to lower his boxers down
licking around his shaft
kissing toward his knob
slowly encircling his ridge
to totally engulf his rod
sucking his manhood in
to afford him extra length
she grasped his beautiful cock
closing her lips with strength
her tongue soon felt some moisture
his warm and wet pre cum
quickly she lifted southwards
his rod against her bum
then rising even higher Beth parted her eager lips
massaging between her pinkness
as she gently spread her hips
“Fuck that feels good” she whispered
as she slid on down his pole
grinding across his vein
to smother then fill her hole
bending over she caressed
his nipples with her smooth mouth
then arching back up she straightened
to ride his hungry cock
up then down she slid
her wetness keen to escape
moaning as she went
unbuttoning her cape

Pushing her exposed breasts higher
then drawing them closer in
he pushed up even higher
his eye deep in her skin
Beth felt a sudden quiver
a pulsating bursting rush
squeezing her warm juice out
in a slithering liquid gush
it was too much for her man
he squirted high up on high
exploding out three weeks of lust
with an anxious heartfelt cry
“I’ve missed you too my darling
I’ve needed to feel your love
Thank you my darling Beth
Thank you my beautiful love”

Holding each other as the lights wandered
in then out of their room
the waves moved further out
driven by a peaceful moon
Beth nestled upon his neck
her cheekbones peaceful and calm
meandering her way toward sleep
inside his soft loving arm

in my place

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Led light windows
perched high above glass
at one with the ceilings
in my place

Where chandeliers dine with dusty photos of yesteryear
then open spaces
horses
agriculture
but me
wandering
from room to room
through doorways
higher than the world
in my place

Ceilings
touching the sky
timber
moving at night
yearning for darkness
not to bent nor stretched then bowed
forever scarred
without his face
in my place

At dusk
skin upon lace
a beautiful embrace
your scent of musk
filling me with grace
in my place

Elizabeth

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Elizabeth…or Liz as she was known to her friends
felt a bit dirty
the shopping centre moment was hardly her finest hour
her mother, a diligent Presbyterian
had raised to be a lady
fingering herself in a toilet cubicle
deep inside a shopping centre
could not be referred to as lady like
she had not orgasmed or even really released any juice
but the thought of the transaction stayed with her
the windows of the bus only protecting her from those outside
not from her thoughts within
as the bus continued on its merry way home
ambling through afternoon traffic
on an otherwise beautiful spring day

Liz thought of Eric
her crotch stirred beneath her ripped stocking
what would she wear?
she needed to turn him on…and in a hurry
Liz’s feelings this time were too strong to let him slip away
as boys had done in the past
her inaction on the sex front had been noticeable
but she was a year older now
and this was Mr. Right
not some gay lame bloke that just wanted to get in her pants
this was the real item
as her father would say
Liz would definitely put her new black lace bra on
she had three thongs in mind
perhaps the new purple and pink Ann Summers thong
suited the occasion
her pussy was neatly trimmed
with almost a V at its surface
the thong had a V cut out around the waist
perfect
she thought
to lure him into her bedroom

 

Liz was by no means experienced
okay…she had had sex before
but the experience was far from enlightening
she had no real idea what to do
let alone what to say
having sex with a college boy half drunk after the school prom
Wow Liz you’re so experienced
she thought to herself ashamedly
you really shot the ball out of the park
as her Dad would say
she hadn’t even sucked a boys cock
she wasn’t scared to do so
she knew boys liked it
or at least that’s what her girlfriends had said
it was just that she didn’t know how to do it
as she had never had the opportunity to do it before
now she had that opportunity
and she wasn’t going to let it slip
from her tight, wanton grasp

Liz alighted from the bus
her shopping bag in hand
the black lace bra
ready for its first outing
well, second I suppose if you take selfies into account
within minutes she was at the door
ringing her doorbell
there he was
Eric
the absolutely drop dead gorgeous spunk she dreamed of
how she pulled this one off was an uncertainty
yet there was one certainty firmly entrenched in her teenage mind
he was a dish
she jumped up on him
hugging him furiously
wrapping her long legs around his waist
all but falling over
Eric smiled
laughing at his crazy girlfriend
Was she always like this?
He wondered
Liz led him back inside by the hand
How is your study going?
she inquired
Yeah good replied Eric
Well let me take a shower then I will hear all about
she said
not that she was stimulated at the thought of the French Revolution
Liz’s mind wasn’t too keen on wandering further back than 18.29 today
let alone 1879, over two hundred years ago
and Eric’s dissertation on the strengths and weaknesses
of Napoleons Bonaparte versus Ottoman Von Bismarck
was the farthest thing from her hormone injected train of thought

 

Liz peeled her stockings down slowly this time
taking time to remove her briefs
she sat watching
as the warm pee struggled out at first
then gushed from her young smooth slit
choosing to wipe herself at length
before entering the warmth of her shower
the wash was cold at first
her young body drinking in the flow
allowing the liquid time to heat up
as it wound its way from her shoulders
zing zagging across her pert breasts
her tight stomach
before cross crossing again
over her snatch
down her thighs toward her slender feet
she managed to catch some wash
pushing it from aside her hips
guiding it into the tight groove
up inside her pink hole
she needed to be fresh
to smell sexy
for her hunky historian
she laughed to herself
Oh Liz you’re such a card
a trick
as her father would say

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It took Liz minutes to position her bra in the mirror
her breasts were finally standing up
pushing into the centre
exactly how she wanted them
the purple and pink thong
with boy legs glued to her thighs
rode all the way up her slit
with the V neck cut out
at waist height
exposing her short blond mound
Liz threw on her pink robe
well it was more like a mini dress
quickly brushing her hair
madly cleaning her teeth
sliding into some flats
and there she sat
on a high bar stool
above her studying love
making sure he was well and truly distracted

Can I get you something?
she said
opening and crossing her legs at the same time
ensuring her handsome catch was well in view
of her purple and pink sensation
her ultimate prize
the sexy tone in her voice moving slowly toward him
above his broad cheek bones
encircling his gorgeous green eyes
before landing below his wavy hairline
into his nearby earshot
I’d love to have something to drink
Eric replied
But I need to submit this by 6pm
and it’s almost three
maybe some lime cordial would be good
Sure said Liz
standing up
somewhat hesitantly now
her heart sinking well below her flats
down through the floor boards
and into the dirt below
I understand
she said
let me make you a lime cordial
she said
and I’ll be out of your hair
Ice?
She questioned
as she slice a lime and added the cool water
Thanks darling
came Eric’s reply
somewhat annoyed that his train of thought had been lost
he couldn’t remember that European authors name now
was it J.P.?
he’d lost it
Liz’s Issey Miyake perfume was always his undoing
he thought
as she returned to place the tall glass at his side
I’m going to read my book for a while sweetheart
Liz said softly
If I’m asleep wake after six when you have submitted it
thanks honey
he said
returning his train of thought
Europe Grandeur and Decline
now I remember

Liz made her own lime cordial
then angled her way toward the bedroom
pulling back her fresh white sheets
drawing back her curtains
to lie
staring at her ceiling
in anguish
she had not wanted Eric
she had needed him
her body was shivering
alight with desire
she slid a finger between her lips
sucking on it slowly
taking the scent of the fresh body wash
along her tongue toward her throat
fuck Bismarck
she said to herself
screw you Napoleon
you pompous twat
and fuck you too Eric
well I wish I could
she mused
as a tear flowed across her nose toward her mouth
I just wish it had happened
she thought dejectedly
maybe he doesn’t really want me
she cried
as her pillow became wet from the free flowing tears
her hand slid underneath her breast
feeling out her young nipple
as she wondered what might of been
the other hand
finding it’s way into her thong
searching for her sweet spot
inside that tiny hole
she paused
returning her moist finger
back between her lips
she was wet now
her young dripping body
forcing open her legs
begging her to enter
her smooth and hungry slit
to let all her beautiful juice out
as she rubbed her swollen clit
watching all the time
trying not to spill the lime