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Blurb - His To Master and Own:
The first time Sean Bates saw Alessa
Alexander at a BDSM club without one of her friends attending with her, he
didn’t approach her or interfere, deeming it was none of his business. The second time, his protective, dominate
instincts forced him to confront her, and then offer his professional counseling
for her needs.
Alessa’s desire to turn herself over to a
man’s full control kept her from believing she’d ever enjoy a long-term
relationship like her friends recently committed to. When she gets up the nerve to ask Sean Bates
to tutor her in her unorthodox fantasies, the first scene he devises leaves her
aching for more of his strict control, but worried about keeping her feelings
uninvolved.
Past heartbreaks kept Sean and Alessa leery
of hoping for too much from their agreed upon temporary relationship. Between escalating problems with an ex at
work and her insecurities, Alessa runs from Sean before she ends up hurt.
But
it doesn’t take her long to realize how much she wants him and his strict
discipline, enough to risk the height of humiliation to earn his forgiveness.
Excerpt:
Sean
couldn’t recall another woman who looked as beautiful when in the throes of an
orgasm as Alessa. Her red streaked hair
dampened on the ends, her body bowed and jerked in the restraints, glistening
with a moist sheen as she rode the dildos with unabashed pleasure. “Again,” he commanded when her gyrations slowed,
and she shook with the dwindling tremors of her release.
He
worked the double phallus inside her, upped the vibrations by twisting the
small knob on the base again, and pressed the larger one harder against her
swollen, reddened clit with each return thrust.
The black corset emphasized the paleness of her skin, especially the
fleshy mounds of her quivering breasts and her soft thighs above the gartered
stockings. As sexy as she looked, he
couldn’t wait to strip her bare the next time, to enjoy access to her whole
cushiony body.
“Oh,
God, please,” she pled, her
breathless voice zeroing straight down to his balls. How long had it been since he’d reveled in
hearing a woman beg?
“Please
what?” he prodded with another plunge that brought her up higher on her knees.
“I
don’t think…aaah!” Sean cut off her denial with a painful bite of
one nipple then smiled when she pressed her crotch down on the invading objects
and came apart again.
“That’s it,
Alessa. Don’t think, just feel. One more.”
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Blurb for CONTROLLING CARLIE:
Carlie Simms had wanted her brother’s best friend for
as long as she could remember, but Luke Montgomery refused to see her as anyone
besides Evan’s little sister. Now, five
years after her brother’s death, she has a chance to move on, away from the
home town where she grew up next to Luke, away from the painful memories of losing
bother her mother and brother, and away from the one man she couldn’t stop
longing for. Her best friend, upset over
Carlie’s announcement she planned to move, finally talked her into one last
fling before leaving; a weekend at the local BDSM club, The Castle. What better way to see if she was as
submissive as her dreams led her to believe, to do research for her writing and
work Luke out of her system? The only
drawback she could see was Luke was the only man she craved to submit to.
Nothing could’ve surprised Luke more than seeing the
girl he’d sworn to protect at the Castle, perched on another Dom’s lap. Anger and jealousy urged him to intervene
then Carlie’s stubbornness forced him to take her on as his sub for the weekend
to honor his promise to her brother to keep her safe. Unfortunately, in his mind, that promise
included keeping her safe from his dominate pleasures, as he knew Evan would
never approve of the lifestyle for his sister.
To make matters worse, he had only returned to the club to search for an
assassin who had set his evil sights on the club owner’s cousin. Now, he not only had to refrain from making
Carlie his in every way while teaching her the art of submission but had to
keep her off the assassin’s radar.
Would Carlie’s stubbornness to get everything she
could from a weekend spent submitting to Luke prevail, or would Luke’s
determination to hold back put both their relationship and her life in
jeopardy? It takes a possible threat followed
by a misunderstanding to get Luke to see what’s been right before his eyes all
along.
Excerpt:
The only way to
keep her safe was to bend her to his will.
Clasping Carlie’s
arm, Luke steered her out into the foyer and over to a corner, relieved
Marshall agreed to the switch in subs without fuss. “You need to go home,” he
insisted without preamble, then winced when her widened eyes narrowed to angry
slits behind her glasses. Seeing her here had thrown him for such a loop he
couldn’t think straight. He knew a statement like that would yank on her
obstinate nature and she’d dig her heels in.
“What? Did you run
off Master Jones just so you could tell me to go home?” Her incredulous tone
emphasized his mishandling of this and her. That damn stubborn streak of hers
rivaled the most contrary jackass.
He kept his voice
low so he could use her given name. “Look, Carlie, this is no place for you,
not to mention there are things at play I can’t discuss but don’t want you
involved in. I promised…”
“I swear, Luke, if
you say you promised my brother you’d look after me one more time, I’ll kick
you. I am not your little sister or your responsibility,” she snapped, jerking
on her arm. He tightened his grip and she stomped her bare foot, emphasizing
the pique of annoyance reflected in her voice. “I. Am. Not. Leaving.”
It was his turn to
narrow his eyes and let go with the irritation her surprise presence was
responsible for. Dressed in that sheer blouse, his first glimpse of her full
breasts and pink nipples stirred not only his protective instincts, but his
cock, the enticing view confirming what his imagination had been teasing him
with. He not only needed to get her out of there for her sake, but for his as
well. Suppressing his desire for her had been hard enough the past few years,
seeing her in this sex-charged atmosphere only whetted his appetite for the
forbidden fruit she represented.
“When you took the
tour of the Castle, didn’t you see any scenes taking place, see what your Dom
might want to put you through? Think you’d enjoy being tethered naked to a St.
Andrew’s cross, tormented with a flogger or cane while others looked on? How
about the Sybian? Did you happen to view a sub riding the vibrating dildo
attached to that apparatus, maybe while her Master delivered stinging swats on
her nipples?”
Carlie’s face
paled, then reddened as he spoke, but Luke couldn’t tell if he’d worried her or
tweaked her interest even more. “I saw a few scenes, and I’m still here. I’ve
researched this stuff, Luke, and I’ve wanted to check this place out for a long
time. What’s the big deal? You’ve been a member for years, and I know Evan
visited several times.”
“That’s different,”
he growled, his frustration with her stubbornness increasing. His mind urged
him to act fast before his body overrode his good intentions. Maybe, instead of
outlining what she would be subjected to, he should give her an example of what
she was in for, what she’d be expected to submit to, if she stayed. Of course,
there was the risk whatever he did would work against him, add to his craving
to have her beneath him, to feel all that softness cradling his hard body as he
pinned her down with the pummeling thrusts of his cock. But, what choice did he
have? He had to get her to leave, to
keep her safe from both Carmen and himself.
“Not even if I do
this?” With his eyes on hers, he reached up and lowered the right side of the
elastic scooped peasant blouse to just underneath her plump breast. Cupping the
soft, underside fullness, he let his gaze wander down while strumming his thumb
over the turgid nipple. Watching as it puckered even tighter. His mouth went
dry with the urge to nip at that tender tip, to work it with his teeth and lips
until it went from pale pink to berry red.
To Luke’s
surprise, Carlie leaned into his hand, her voice breathless with her answer. “N…
no, not even if you do that.” Her eyes shifted behind him and she blushed when
she saw how many people were watching them, but that stubborn streak remained firmly
in place.
