Within the rich, dark sea of tales, there are midnight words whispered betwen lovers. There are secrets, concealed and revealed. There are a thousand versions of yourself, and a thousand versions of desire.
In that fantasy realm, we may relinquish control, or we may enfold and possess. We may flee, while wishing to be found.
There, lush and sensual, raw and red, teasing and taunting and tantalizing, are the words of Adrea Kore.
Hand of a Stranger is a flash-fiction piece: a fantasy about desirability, explored through the themes of pursuit and capture. Its melodies are haunting, and its rhythms those of anticipation.
‘Let the shimmer of my stockings under streetlights be your lure. I hear and don’t hear your stealth-clad footsteps, trailing me. Block after block, past sordid bars and shut-eyed houses. I want not to know the dark lust you harbour at the glimpse of suspenders through my skirt-slit. Swishing so close to my sex, where you want your cock to be.’
To hear the full (6 minute) audio recording of this velvet fantasy, inspired by Film Noire, and to learn more about intent in erotic fiction, visit Adrea’s website.
Adrea’s poetry and short fiction appears in the following editions:
In the words of Adrea Kore:
‘Erotica writes into those areas of the human sexual psyche and behaviour that some other genres gloss over or shy away from.
Erotica reveals the links between our inner psychological desires, our motivations and our sexual actions.
Erotica asks complex questions about consent, personal limits and relationships. And it doesn’t just ask these questions of the characters. It asks them of the reader, also.
This is why I am drawn to writing in the erotic genre. It’s why I feel proud of my craft. Sexuality is such a vital part of the map of the human psyche. Sexuality reveals so much of ourselves.’