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Dancing with Myself: Stories of Self-Love Erotica Edited by Jillian Boyd (@JillyBoyd) #DancingWithMyselfAntho

Dancing with MyselfNine sizzling, sexy stories of self-love and self-discovery, edited by (and with a story from) Jillian Boyd, featuring Dena Hankins, T.C. Mill, Jordan Monroe, Leandra Vane, LN Bey, Jones, Hollis Queens and Rachel Woe.

In this sensually spellbinding collection, nine authors explore just a couple of the ways one can get themselves off – stories that don’t just hone in on the how, but explore the why, and the “oh… oh my” Dancing with Myself delves into the heads and between the sheets of a long-distance submissive and her dominant, a cam girl reminiscing, an artist entranced with her unusual subjects and many more.

Price: £2.99/$4.04

Release date: Out now

Publisher: Sexy Little Pages

Pages: 124

Table of contents

Obey – Dena Hankins

The Solution – TC Mill

Investigation – Jordan Monroe

5A – Jillian Boyd

Half the Story – Leandra Vane

Girl B – LN Bey

Fawna – Jones

Reconnection – Hollis Queens

Unconventional Methods – Rachel Woe

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5A – Jillian Boyd

Hey 6B,

Maybe next time I could watch you?

X 5A

It took me a moment to adjust to the sudden flash of brightness in the lobby, the motion lights having switched themselves on after I opened the main doorway to my block of flats. But after I’d blinked my eyes back to normal, I became very, very aware of the little pink sticky note stuck to my mailbox. Pink note, red ink, message that left me with a red-hot, full body blush in a matter of seconds.


My body was fine. I had good breasts, good hips, a nice tummy, and a decent ass. I just really didn’t want to bare any of it. Single, not really looking, a few too many rejections and moments which made me question myself, it had all led me to keep nudity between me and my shower. But this guy, this towering specimen of man, had no such qualms. And as the days turned into two weeks, I couldn’t keep myself from keeping watch over him. He fascinated me, so much so that he had, almost unconsciously, crowbarred his way into my thoughts. I didn’t even know his name, but I knew his body. 5A, with a rose vine tattoo snaking across his right thigh. 5A, pierced left nipple, auburn curls feathering his chest, ass you could probably bounce a quarter off, if you so wished.

Maybe, just maybe, I was a little bit in lust with him. Or maybe, just maybe, the image of him fuzzed over throughout the day, and part of the excitement of it all was seeing him all anew in the evenings. And then I did see him all anew.


It was about eleven o’clock when the noise from the apartment above mine startled me awake from a sleep I hadn’t even realized I’d drifted into. My foot bashed against my netbook, perched precariously in front of the sofa, and I swore to no one but my own echo when I noticed not only a familiar light but a familiar figure at the window opposite mine.

5A. Seemingly freshly showered, hair scruffy, in a bathrobe, holding up a little sign. Hiya! Didn’t mean to scare you the other day!


I think I want you to watch me. But I need time. Just a bit of time. I want to watch me first.

I watched myself the next night, post-shower, muscles relaxed and the weight of the world washed off my shoulders. I watched my fingers slide down from the nape of my neck, to the span of my shoulders, down to the tops of the valley of my breasts. They lingered there, like they were waiting for permission to reach out and touch. When I did touch, tentatively at first, softly second, cupping and exploring and pinching my little pink nipples to erect buds, a hot shiver ran down my spine.

The Allure of Priests by Torrance Sené (@torrancesene)

Thanks for having me! Since my book deals with a taboo subject, I thought I would talk a little bit about the forbidden and why it’s so alluring.

First off, fiction is a medium that lets us explore hidden pieces of ourselves, especially our sexuality. As such, I don’t feel kink should be watered down in stories. To water it down perpetuates the notion that we should feel shame for what arouses us, especially if those things are taboo or forbidden. The beauty of fiction is that it allows us to dabble in things we might not be interested in within our reality.

Erotic writing is a vital branch of sexual expression. Just because something remains a fantasy, doesn’t mean it should be ignored or repressed. Knowing what arouses us and being able to articulate it helps to increase communication with our partners and ourselves, and it can also lead to more satisfying sexual experiences.

The topic of my anthology is priest erotic romance, let me list out some reasons why the theme pulls me in:

#1 – They Are Off Limits

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If you tell me I’m not supposed to have or want something, it’s only going to make me want it more. That’s human nature, my friends. People of the cloth are attractive because they are supposed to be removed from earthly desires. Sex is mostly seen as something unclean within Christianity. The idea of “corrupting” the chaste and having them struggle against their vows is ridiculously enticing to me. I love the juxtaposition of sin and holiness, exploring where divinity and blasphemy collide between love and lust.

#2 – They Wear Uniforms

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I mean, come on. Who doesn’t love a monochrome (often tailored) outfit? Okay, part of this for me is the fact that Hollywood keeps putting incredibly sexy men in dog collars. Dominic Cooper. Jared Padalecki. Ewan McGregor. Lee Pace. James Norton. Luke Macfarlane. I could go on… So really, it isn’t my fault… *shifty eyes, smirks*

Would it shock you all to know I have a thing for cops too? Probably not lol.

#3 – Ritualism

Myriams-Fotos / Pixabay

The ritualism and protocol of Catholicism, in particular, reminds me a lot of D/s. The shepherd, the mentor, the teacher, the gentle or chastising hand that leads you to be the best you can be… Tell me that’s not the same as a Dominant? The kneeling, the supplication, the service to something outside of yourself… There’s where we find our submissive. It’s alluring and sensual to me and lends itself beautifully to roleplay and fantasy.

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Sacred and Profane

Ten stories of temptation, romance, and blasphemy featuring Sonni de Soto, Piper Denna, Torrance Sené, Charlotte French, Bronwyn Green, Leandra Vane, Mira Stanley, Jordan Monroe, H K Carlton, and Jillian Boyd.

Not even men of the cloth are exempt from God’s greatest gift: Love. In Sacred and Profane: Priest Erotic Romance, you’ll find stories of clergymen stepping outside their vows, pastors weaving divinity into their seductions, nuns and parishioners confessing to their body’s every earthly desire, and more.

Are you aroused by the blasphemous dance of sex and religion? The dangerous edge of eroticism contained within submission to something beyond oneself? The taboo juxtaposition of holy and sensual? Then Sacred and Profane welcomes you.

I’m giving away a copy of the ebook and a $10 Amazon gift card here!

Sacred & Profane: Priest Erotic Romance

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Lucy’s Review:

This is, for sure, an intriguing theme for an anthology and one I was very interested to explore. On the whole, I enjoyed it. As with pretty much all anthologies, there were some stories and writing styles that I liked better than others, but that’s just a matter of personal taste. The stories I did enjoy were super-hot and super-naughty, and all will no doubt appeal to fans of the taboo. The only downside for me was that perhaps the theme was a little bit too niche, because some of the stories felt quite similar.