Effulgence of pleasure

I'll admit I had to check the word effulgence, I hadn't seen it used in the context in which Anais Nin used it, some words just evoke feelings, some authors know how to use them brilliantly.

I tried Nin's work a while back, started reading 'O' but for some reason couldn't get on with it. Then recently someone kindly reader sent me some extracts from her work which contained references to riding, whips, tight jodhpurs etc, they had noticed my..ahem..passion for riding.

I've pasted a couple of paragraphs below, I know they're two girls but that didn't bother me one iota, the writing is just so erotic:-

.....Horseback riding becomes you," she said.

Her hand held a whip with regal assurance. Her gloves fitted her long fingers tightly. She wore a man's shirt and cuff

links. Her riding habit showed the shapeliness of her waist and

breast and buttocks. Bijou filled her clothes more abundantly.

Her breasts were high and pointed provocatively upwards. Her

hair hung loose in the wind.

But oh, the warmth across her buttocks and between the

legs—feeling as if she had been rubbed with alcohol, or with

wine, and slightly patted by an experienced masseuse. Each time

she rose and fell in the saddle she felt a delicious tingling. Leila

liked to ride behind her and watch her figure as it moved on the

horse. Not fully trained, Bijou leaned forwards in the saddle and

showed her buttocks, round and tight in the jodhpurs, and her

shapely legs.....

.........Before Bijou had finished pulling on her trousers, Leila stopped her to kiss her clitoris; but what Bijou felt was her

burning buttocks, and she begged Leila to put an end to her

irritation.

Leila caressed her buttocks and then used the whip again, used it hard, and Bijou contracted under the blows. Leila spread

the buttocks with one hand so that the whip would fall between

the buttocks, there in the sensitive opening, and Bijou cried out. Leila struck her there again and again until Bijou was convulsed.

Then Bijou turned and struck Leila hard, angry that she was so aroused and yet unsatisfied, burning and unable to put

an end to the sensation. Each time she struck she felt herself

palpitating between the legs, as if she were taking Leila,

pene

trating her. After they were both whipped to redness and fury

they fell on each other with hands and tongues until they reached

the full effulgence of their pleasure.

God I wish I could write like her, sadly I can't but I'm definitely going to be downloading a book or two of hers. Recommendations anyone?

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx