Audiobooks narrated by Theresa Stephens

Orgasms: 33 Erotica Short Stories Audiobook

"Story 1: You Are Not That Badd Story 2: Saving Amy Story 3: Hands Tied Story 4: Songs of Desire Story 5: Bad Business Story 6: Wife For Hire Story 7: Under Restraint Story 8: A Dream Come True Story 9: Claiming the Casanova Story 10: You’re Beautiful Story 11: Capturing Savannah Story 12: Summer Time Lust Story 13: Big Daddy Story 14: The V Club Story 15: Dominated Next Door Story 16: First Time Passion Story 17: Enticing the Bad Boy Story 18: Under His Spell Story 19: Searching for Domination Story 20: Seducing the Tomboy Story 21: A Bad Boy for a Bad Girl Story 22: Scarlett’s Initiation Story 23: Serving Up Passion Story 24: Undercover Fire Story 25: Nanny to Mommy Story 26: Releasing Chloe’s Passion Story 27: The Lone Wolf Story 28: Tempting Olivia’s Father Story 29: Locker Room Lust Story 30: Hotter Than Fire Story 31: Driving Passion Story 32: Seducing Danger Story 33: Tessa’s Hunger WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING IN EVERY STORY. NO CLIFFHANGERS. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Hands Tied: A BDSM Romance Story

"At first, my job was a pretty big thrill. Whenever I would tell people I was a scientist who specialized in conducting sexual experiments, their eyes would perk up and they'd want to hear all the details. I didn't blame them. The details could get pretty juicy. All those sexy, sweaty bodies clashing together really turned me on. I'd stand there, taking notes on my clipboard, pretending that I didn't care about anything except the research, but deep down I'd be melting. But after a while, all those bodies engaged in all kinds of sexual activity got a little boring. Sex research was just another job. Thursday started out that way. I had spent my morning observing a man and woman having intercourse. He was a handsome man, tall frame with rippling muscles and a lean face. She was gorgeous, a petite redhead with a curvy ass and ample boobs that seemed to defy gravity. But I couldn't have been more bored. 'Okay, you can begin now,' I said, fighting off a yawn. My attempt to log on to the computer to record my notes didn't work out. For some reason, I couldn't log on. So I simply picked up my clipboard and took my notes there. I marked down the start time of their encounter and watched them go at it for nearly thirty minutes. When they were done, I wrote down the time they finished and took all the appropriate notes. 'That concludes the experiment for today, folks. Thank you for participating.' I shook the hands of both people, handed them their robes and escorted them to the lobby. I returned to the experiment room and... WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT!!! HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Under Restraint: A BDSM Romance Story

"I've always had a thing for cops. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the uniform or the cocky way they swagger around, ready to snap into action at a moment's notice. Whatever the reason, I would feel my temperature soar when a cop would appear. That's the way I always felt at the diner when Brad would walk in. I worked the graveyard shift at Cory's Diner, so things would be pretty quiet and lonely around midnight. That's when Brad would come in, politely tip his cap and take a seat. "Hey, there, Patsy. I hope your night's going well." Tuesday night was a night just like any other. I was bored and lonely until Brad showed up. But seeing his handsome face brought me to life. I could feel a shiver come over my body as I walked toward him, my eyes shyly aimed at the floor. "Everything's going just great, Officer Taylor." He chuckled. "You're not under arrest, honey. Feel free to call me Brad." Hearing him call me honey almost made me melt. I nearly dropped the pencil and notepad from my hand. "Ohhh, okay, Brad. You want the usual tonight?" "Yep. Tuna fish sandwich and orange juice would really hit the spot after the crazy day I've had." I perked up, picturing him involved in some intense... WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. AUDIO DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Tied Up and Spanked: 5 BDSM Romance Stories

"Jill stepped into the nightclub ready to relieve the stress she'd collected after a busy day. A couple of handsome men caught her eye and activated her sexual imagination. It had, after all, been over a year since she'd had a relationship with a man. She wondered what some of those good-looking guys could do to her and for a split second her imagination drifted to someplace dangerous. But in the end those naughty thoughts were interrupted by her friend, Mina, waving her over to a booth in the rear. With her olive-skin and long black hair, she would have been hard to miss. Jill stepped over and plopped herself into a seat. 'Glad I finally found you,' Jill said. 'I forgot how crowded this place gets on a Friday night.' 'Yeah, this is the night the horny frat boys come out to play. As a matter of fact, I've been hit on three times just in the ten minutes I've been waiting for you.' 'Glad I got here when I did.' 'Me too,' Mina said. 'Oh, I've taken the liberty of ordering for you. I know rum and coke is what settles you down after a stressful day.' 'Yeah, and I could definitely use some settling down today.' 'Rough day at the paper?' 'It was insane. Remember that story I've been working on about the strike at the auto plant? I had to deal with people evading my questions all day long. It's enough to make want to put my fist through somebody's -' 'Excuse me, ma'am,' a man interrupted, stepping up to Jill. His boyish face seemed stretched with worry. 'Yes? Can I help you?' Jill asked. The man said, 'I seemed to have misplaced something around here. I'm wondering if you can help me find it?' Lifting up from the seat, Jill checked around. 'Well, I don't see anything... WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. READING DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Saving Amy: A Single Dad and a Virgin Romance

"'Amy, I need you to work tonight. Samira called out. Again.' I looked up at the head pediatric nurse. 'Sure, Connie. I can do that.' She gave me a relieved smile. 'Thanks. I asked you first because I knew you'd want the hours.' You mean since I don't have a family or life to get in the way of my working. 'Yes, I could use the hours.' 'I'm finalizing the schedule for the next week. I'll give you Saturday and Sunday off. How's that?' It'll have to do. 'Thanks, Connie.' She patted me on the shoulder. 'Thank you for being flexible. It really means a lot that I can count on you.' You mean you can push me around because I'm the newbie. Not for long. Enjoy the power while you have it. 'Sure. No problem.' Connie left me alone at the desk as her pager began beeping. The nurse's station was quiet for a change. I finished making notes on the chart on my desk and closed it. I picked up the phone and dialed my boyfriend's number... WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. READING DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Capturing Savannah: A BDSM Romance Story

"The big city was a scary place. When I first got off the bus, and gazed at the wild world around me, I thought I was going to pass out. The giant crowds of people sweeping past me on the sidewalk, the mean faces, the noise. Everything was breathtaking for a girl like me raised in Red River, Tennessee. Gawking at a skyscraper, I accidentally grazed somebody with an elbow. 'Watch where you're going, lady!' the woman screeched at me, her face red with rage. 'I'm so sorry, honey.' I said, giving her a gentle pat on the arm. But she pulled away from my friendly gesture. 'Hey, hands off before I call the cops!' I didn't understand why my kindness made her uncomfortable, or why she was so angry for bumping against her. I had a lot to learn about the big city. Starving after the long bus ride, I made a hot dog stand my first destination. It seemed like the kind of thing to do in New York City. I could smell the mustard and relish as I politely stood there, waiting for him to offer his services. Somebody elbowed past me and grunted to the man, 'Give me a dog with extra ketchup!' 'Um... I'm sorry, sir. I believe I was here first,' I said. The guy chuckled at me. 'Where you from, lady?' I smiled, happy to finally meet somebody who wanted to chat with me. 'Well, I'm from Tennessee, but I was actually born in this pretty little place right across the Kentucky border called - ' He laughed and took off, hot dog in hand. The man at the... WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. READING DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING. NO CLIFFHANGER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Bdsm: Searching For Domination

"Jill stepped into the nightclub ready to relieve the stress she'd collected after a busy day. A couple of handsome men caught her eye and activated her sexual imagination. It had, after all, been over a year since she'd had a relationship with a man. She wondered what some of those good-looking guys could do to her and for a split second her imagination drifted to someplace dangerous. But in the end those naughty thoughts were interrupted by her friend, Mina, waving her over to a booth in the rear. With her olive-skin and long black hair, she would have been hard to miss. Jill stepped over and plopped herself into a seat. 'Glad I finally found you,' Jill said. 'I forgot how crowded this place gets on a Friday night.' 'Yeah, this is the night the horny frat boys come out to play. As a matter of fact, I've been hit on three times just in the ten minutes I've been waiting for you.' 'Glad I got here when I did.' 'Me too,' Mina said. 'Oh, I've taken the liberty of ordering for you. I know rum and coke is what settles you down after a stressful day.' 'Yeah, and I could definitely use some settling down today.' 'Rough day at the paper?' 'It was insane. Remember that story I've been working on about the strike at the auto plant? I had to deal with people evading my questions all day long. It's enough to make want to put my fist through somebody's -' 'Excuse me, ma'am,' a man interrupted, stepping up to Jill. His boyish face seemed stretched with worry. 'Yes? Can I help you?' Jill asked. The man said, 'I seemed to have misplaced something around here. I'm wondering if you can help me find it?' Lifting up from the seat, Jill checked around. 'Well, I don't see anything here. What exactly are you looking for?' 'My heart,' the guy said. 'I think you stole it the second you arrived.' Across the booth, Mina snickered. Jill's face turned sour. 'Nice try.' The guy took the seat next to Jill and went on. 'Did you like that one? Well, my name is Jerry and it's a big pleasure to meet you.' 'Uh, Jerry, I don't remember asking you to have a seat.' 'That's okay, my memory gets a little cloudy after a few drinks too. Perhaps we can discuss the matter of memory problems over the phone. Of course, in order to do that, I'll need to have your phone number -' Goodbye, Jerry,' Jill said..."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Wife For Hire: A Single Dad And A Virgin Romance

"I sat in the hard leather loveseat in the lobby of the office. There were two other people there also waiting. Like me, they were dressed professionally, and I wondered if they were also here for an interview. I looked around. The office was nice with the usual copies of well-known oil paintings hanging on the walls and little statues and knick-knacks on the tables. It seemed nice and friendly. The receptionist, an older, gray-haired woman, offered me a kind smile whenever our eyes met. "I'll graduate from law school in another year and a half," the man sitting next to me said to the blond on his right. "Working here would really give me a leg up and get my feet wet. Who knows what other opportunities might pop up? It's better to be prepared." The blond nodded, and he continued to talk about all of his achievements and his aspiring career as a jet set criminal lawyer. The woman seemed to be as impressed with him as he was with himself and asked him endless questions about his hobbies, interests, and studies. I was getting bored with the whole thing and all the recognitions and awards he claimed he'd gotten and the stellar report cards he'd earned seemed to be taking sucker punches at my self-esteem. For a moment, I almost considered not going through with the interview. Why bother with someone like me when you could have Mr. Spectacular here. I wasn't very athletic, nor did I have straight A's all through college. I was a bit shy and preferred staying in and drawing to going out partying every weekend with my friends. There was no way that they'd choose me over this guy. He would be the perfect asset to this firm. And- "Amberlee?" I looked up to see the receptionist standing there. "Yes?" "Come with me, please. They are ready for you." Here we go, I thought as I..."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Bdsm: Dominated Next Door

"Samantha's morning started out all wrong. Oversleeping meant she had to spring out of the bed and frantically put herself together in order to get to the TV Station on time for work. "Why didn't you wake me up?" she yelled to her husband as he dragged himself to the bathroom. He shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, you looked so peaceful." On top of everything else, strange-sounding loud music leaked into their bedroom. She scrambled around, searing for a source. "Where is that from" she asked him. "Sounds like tribal rhythms " maybe from Polynesia or something." "Thank you very much, Mister professor of anthropology. That wasn't what I meant. I meant where is that sound coming from?" Slipping into his suit, he shrugged. "Might be that new guy that moved in a few days ago." "Honey, can you go over there and talk to him about it. He needs to understand that this is a nice, quiet neighborhood, and we don't do that kind of thing here." "Let's not rock the boat, Sam." "Phil, I know it's awkward to have a talk with your new neighbors about "" But before she could finish, he was..."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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You're Beautiful: A Single Mom and a Virgin Romance

"Don, I got tickets for the concert in the park for next month. I hope the weather will be nice for it,' I said to my husband as he stuffed papers into his briefcase. 'I do love concerts in the park. Don't you?' 'Hmm,' was all he said 'Where is my agenda?' I tried not to feel hurt by him brushing me off. It was nothing new these days. He'd been so busy with work lately that he didn't seem to have time for me or anything else. I sighed and handed him the leather bound book. He took it without a word and zipped up his messenger bag. Slinging it over his shoulders, he picked up his travel bag and suitcase. He was off to another business trip. 'I have to go. I'll call you from the airport,' he said as he headed downstairs. I followed him. 'Where are you going this time?' I asked. 'Denver.' 'How long will you be gone?' Don shrugged. 'I'm not sure. What's with all the questions, huh? I'll be back when I'm done.' I looked at him. 'I'm sorry, dear. I want to know because I miss you when you're gone. That's all. I'm not trying to get in your business.' He glanced at me over his shoulder briefly before checking..."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Romance Collection: 5 Single Dad and a Virgin Short Stories

"Scarlett stared at the sign staked in the grass at the side of the highway. ‘Paradise Peak, population 1100,’ it read; a sign she hadn’t seen since her family had passed it on their way out. It was the same sign though, rickety and worn. It was a wonder the rotting legs hadn’t given out years ago. This was it. Just a few more minutes and she would be home. At the moment though, the idea of coming home seemed more daunting than comforting. Not for the first time on her eleven-hundred mile trek up the west coast, she wondered what the hell she was doing. This had seemed like a good idea six months ago in California. Now though, she couldn’t help but wonder if she’d gone just a smidge—or off her rocker—crazy. But it wasn’t crazy, she reassured herself. The oversized, glass-walled monstrosity her family had moved to in California had never felt much like home. Hell, she’d needed to use the intercom to call to the opposite side of the house. No, the quaint, ranch-style house she’d grown up in…that was home. Of course, home was situated in a place where everyone knew absolutely everything there is to know about…well…everyone. So, if she thought she could keep her homecoming quiet, she really was losing her marbles. Realizing she’d slowed to a crawl’s pace, she forced her foot down on the pedal. It was too late to change her mind now. Besides, it was entirely possible nobody would recognize her and she’d at least make it through the day before the Paradise Peak Gazette’s only reporter was banging down her door. She drove the half mile into town and stopped at the nearest..."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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Lesbian Collection: 10 Lesbian Erotica Short Stories

"Mia loved her job. Writing an advice column for sexually troubled people was a task she was perfectly suited for. She had a therapy degree and an uncanny ability to place herself in others peoples shoes. Every day, her inbox greeted her with a new challenge. Monday morning was no exception. Mia read the email seconds after dragging herself out of bed. She hadnt had her coffee yet, but the emails explosive content jolted her wide awake. Dear Mia, After years of marriage, my husband and I had become accustomed to wild, passionate sex night after night – sometimes up to three or four times a day. Taking a break from the email, Mia fanned herself. Three or four times a day? she shouted. Whew! But lately things have changed. His hours at work have picked up, leaving him exhausted when he comes home at night. To put it bluntly, I want more. Id love to return to the days of endless lovemaking between the two of us, the days where he would spend hours tickling my body with gentle strokes and licks until I simply couldnt take it anymore. Mia leaned back in her chair easing her legs apart slowly. It was a challenge to keep her mind from drifting, but she somehow kept reading. The problem is Im too shy to demand what I want from him. I usually just accept his neglect in silence, hoping that someday hell change. But he never does. If Im lucky, we have sex once a week, and even then its not very good. I want him to take his time and explore every area of my body. I want his lips, his tongue, his teeth savoring me all over, but he usually just wants to get it over with and to get back to sleep. Like I said, Im shy, so Im not so good at telling him what I want. Can you help me, Mia? Unsatisfied Frida Catching her breath, Mia considered... WARNING: THIS CONTENT IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. 18+ ONLY."

Kathleen Hope (Author), Theresa Stephens (Narrator)

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