Thursday, July 12, 2018

Steven by Suzy Shearer...


STEVEN
The Silk Rope Masters Bk 1
by 
Suzy Shearer  


They ooze power, control, natural dominance - and sex. They are The Silk Rope Masters.​

None have ever found love but watch out! When they fall, they'll fall fast and hard!

When 52 year old Avril Thomson overheard two women talking about a BDSM club, it had her intrigued. Determined to finally explore her desire for pain during sex, she signed up for the information evening at Silk Rope.

Steven Bray, 53, is a sadist. He noticed her as soon as he entered into the room, she was hard to ignore. Beautiful, plenty of curves, but with an unapproachable demeanour. His cock had twitched when she admitted she wanted to explore pain - heavy pain.

The question is was she a sexual sadist and, if so, would she allow Steven to teach all there was to love about pain.

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, voyeurism, flogging, public exhibition, masochism, sadism.  

This is an erotic romance. There are explicit sexual descriptions and explicit language used throughout. It will offend some readers. 

Heat Rating: Level 4 
Word Count: 64,579 
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STORY EXCERPT:  
        Avril wondered how she managed to stand. Her legs were weak and wobbly, but she was determined not to show how she really felt. She couldn't stop shaking as she followed the two Masters from the lounge and into the foyer.  Her mouth was dry, her blood rushing through her veins, and in her mind, she could still hear the moans of the women she'd seen. She'd been glad of the chance to get herself under control in the lounge but wasn't sure she did a very good job. Still, she resolved not to let the man, Steven, see how much she was affected both by the things she'd seen—and by him. But, judging by the intense looks he'd given her a couple of times, she had the distinct impression he could see right through her pretense. 
          On top of it all, part of her was in total shock—she'd been excited and still felt it!
          After collecting her handbag, somehow, she made it home in one piece, and then she almost threw herself into a cold shower. She needed to calm down, the things she'd seen, the way those men control the situations, the hits—the obvious pain. 
          Even after her shower she was still turned on. Who would have believed it? Who on earth could get excited by watching someone getting whipped? Feeling pain? 
         Only her. 
         She was a woman who'd never gotten excited until now, but more importantly, she was damn aroused! Lying in bed, she remembered every detail, the way those women had screamed, the way each hit had made her wish it was her body stretched out. The way that last woman had been taken. She'd been fucked—no other way to describe it. And she'd climaxed, screaming in pleasure when she came! Avril wished it was her. She wished she were the one stretched out, tied down, and whipped by—by Master Steven.  
          Fuck, this is crazy! I don't even like the man! He scared me.  
          Still, she fell asleep to dream of those all-seeing gray eyes staring at her, of the way his eyebrow lifted, the tiny quirk of his lips.  
© Suzy Shearer 2018 



 



ADULT EXCERPT:  
He led his charges through the lounge and turned right into the first scene area. For the nights when there was an information evening, club members knew the first three or four stages either side downstairs would only be used for the “gentler” aspects of the lifestyle. So this one was mild by BDSM standards—it was a spiderweb. On it, a naked woman was being repeatedly tapped very lightly with a flogger. He heard the swift intake of breath from his student.
Mm, that’s intriguing. He stood behind Ms. Thompson as several more soft blows landed on the woman's breasts and smiled to himself when he heard Ms. Thompson's tiny whispered groan.
They walked between the couches set around the stage. On one a naked woman was sucking a man's cock while on another a naked man knelt on all fours on the floor, his mistress resting her feet on his buttocks while she chatted to another dominant.
Steven took the three of them into the next scene area to see their reaction. This time it was a St. Andrew’s cross with a woman tied face down on it. The woman screamed—loudly, shouting for the man hitting her to stop. She begged as each strike of the leather crop left an angry red welt across her ass cheeks.  Steven snuck at glance at the beautiful woman beside him. Her eyes had dilated, her nose widened, mouth slightly open. The other couple seemed a little shocked, and Steven got the impression their idea of a “little smacking” would only be limited to hands or maybe the gentle caress of a flogger.
He would show them one last scene to be sure—the fuck bench. He wouldn't take them any further along or upstairs where some of the more intense scenes would be playing out. They never liked scaring off potential members by overwhelming them too quickly. Instead here he knew Evan had his sub on the bench tonight with Simon to help. It would appear to be an intense scene as far as newbies were concerned. This would give him an idea of how much pain the three charges wanted. When they arrived, he stood between Ms. Thomson and the Ryans, listening and watching carefully to their reactions.
The sub, Denise, was lying face down on the bench with her ass in the air, her wrists and ankles restrained. Simon was hitting her hard with his flogger, much harder than the two previous scenes, and already her back was bright red. Steven knew Denise was no true masochist, although she did enjoy a certain level of pain. Except for Peter's wife, Renata, there were no true sexual masochists in the club. Steven knew there was no way Denise could handle the volume or strength of the pain he longed to inflict.
They watched as each strike landed. Denise would scream, begging for mercy in between panting loudly. The couple beside him turned away, and he thought the woman looked ill.
Right, they definitely only want to indulge in light spanking.
He glanced down at his other side. Ms. Thomson had leaned forward seemingly subconsciously. When each hit landed, she gave a shudder, but it wasn't of fear. At least judging by the increase in her breathing and the flush to her face, she was becoming excited.
Evan had been playing with Denise's pussy, and now he rammed his condom-covered cock deep into her. Ms. Thomson's groan was much louder this time. He was sure she was unaware of her reaction as Steven's own cock swelled tightly, and uncomfortably, in his leathers. He waited until Denise's screams for mercy became screams of delight as she climaxed. The woman alongside of him had been subconsciously panting softly in time with Denise.
Interesting.

© Suzy Shearer 2018

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Friday, June 22, 2018

Vengeance Is Mine by Kat Henry Doran...

Vengeance Is Mine
 a contemporary romantic trilogy
by Kat Henry Doran

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Blurb:
Ever think about going back to study hall to face down the school bully?
The mean girls?
The brainless jocks who made your life a pure misery?
For Dru Horvath, gypsy orphan turned Pulitzer Prize winning photo-journalist; Rafe Archangeli, Scourge of Summerville who now heads a multi-million dollar trust; and Fiona “Fat Aggie” Thorpe who recreated herself into an A-list model with her own A-list agency, the opportunity to exact revenge is too good to pass up.
Will they find the vengeance they crave?
Or something more valuable?

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Excerpt:
“Tough way to find out about the other woman.”
“Other woman, hell,” Dru groused. “The assistant was some young stud from Tommy's gym with abs to die for.”
With that. she side-stepped him and reached for the knob on the bathroom door.
Fast on his feet, Rory's counter move brought them nose to nose. “Play much poker, Horvath?”
“I don't know what you mean.”
“Before you started trash talking the cheating ex-husband, your face lit up like the Fourth of July. That tells me you've got something stashed in the tote. Until you let me look inside, it stays out here.”
Clutching the canvas tote to her chest, she sneered, “The only thing in here is my outfit for tonight's event. If you think I'd go naked, one of us is a couple fries short of a happy meal.”
His response came in the form of another gimme motion with those thick, blunt fingers. “How about I close my eyes if I encounter any lacy unmentionables?”
“As if.”
She knew the instant he found the back-up phone. The screw-you look morphed into a smirk. “It's not smart to mess with Homeland Security, sweetie. Those guys eat small rodents for breakfast.”



Bio:
Legal nurse consultant, victim advocate, sexual assault nurse examiner Kat Henry Doran and her alter ego, Veronica Lynch, has been there and done that--many times over. She often travels to the wilds of Northern New York State, witnessing the wonders of mother nature at her best. From the shores of Lake Ontario and the Saint Lawrence River to the historic Adirondack and Catskill Mountains, she creates stories featuring strong women and the men who love them.
When not writing, she can be found lashed to one of her sewing machines--or chauffeuring the four brightest stars in her life: Meredith and Ashlin, Owen and Kieran.





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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Wrapped Up in Stripes by Sarah Marsh...


Wrapped Up in Stripes

by Sarah Marsh
Book One, Blue Valley Shifters Series
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Cover Art: Jay Aheer


Blurb:
As the daughter of the Alpha of the Blue Valley lion pride, Heidi should have the pick of the litter when it comes to dating, but her brothers think differently. Surprised with a trip on a very exclusive cruise, she’s excited to explore her fantasies. Bondage? Submission? Ménage? …yes, please! If this is her chance to experience everything she’s ever fantasized about, then Heidi is going to go for broke.
Who has time for pleasure? There’s far too much work to do. Wild Desires cruise line is having issues, and Mason and Wade plan to get to the bottom of it. They didn’t anticipate finding a lioness that has his tiger utterly fascinated. Neither of them seems to be able to resist the temptation sweet little Heidi presents.
Why fight fate when it presents them with such a tasty treat? —good thing they’ve always preferred to share.

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Excerpt:
“Wade!” she laughed as he bumped into the couch because he was too busy nibbling at her neck, “you’d better not drop me.”
“Ah, baby,” he gently placed her down on her feet once again, this time in front of a very large bed, “you know I’d gladly kiss any bumps or bruises better.”
“In fact,” Mason’s low, sexy baritone sent shivers down her spine. He had turned on a few small lamps, giving the room a low glow before he approached her. “Maybe we’d better check you over anyway, just to make certain you’re all right?”
Heidi’s heart was pounding now, her entire body aching for their touch. She stepped out of her shoes, kicking them to the side. The thin panties she’d worn tonight were already soaked through with desire, and glancing down at the dress pants both men wore didn’t help that situation at all. She could see the impressive outline of their hard flesh along their legs, and she longed to feel that firmness inside her.
“Hmm, yes, maybe you should check for yourself, then?” She smiled and turned around slowly, presenting them with her back and the strings that would untie her dress. Heidi had been fantasizing all through dinner whenever their fingers had played with that bow.
Wade groaned as he stepped closer and traced the criss-cross pattern of the strings along her back until he finally rested his hand at the top of her ass, the heat of it making her bite her lip to stifle her own reaction to his touch.
“Baby, since I first saw the back of this dress all I could think about was pulling on this little red bow,” he whispered, placing soft kisses on her bare shoulders.
“Every time one of you touched my back tonight, I imagined what it would be like if you had pulled on those strings right there at the table.” She closed her eyes and shared the forbidden place her fantasy had taken her.
“Oh? And then what would have happened?” Mason urged her on as his fingers ran a light path along her collarbone and then followed the edge of the neckline down, taking her breath away.
Just then, she felt the small tug at her dress that could only mean that Wade’s fingers were pulling on that bow, and when the pressure finally gave way, she could feel the strings along her neck move just a fraction.
“The dress would have slowly lowered,” she kept her eyes closed, imagining they were still in a restaurant full of people, “until it had pooled at my waist, revealing my bare breasts for you.”
Heidi felt the silky material of the dress move along her skin until it stopped at her waist, the cool air in the room causing her nipples to pebble. She still didn’t open her eyes as she heard the low purrs coming from her mates as she was bared to them.
“And then?” Wade’s voice was barely recognizable, thick with desire.
Heidi was almost panting at this point. She had never been this excited or turned on before, it was almost painful how much she wanted them, how her body longed to be joined to theirs. She supposed Mother Nature really didn’t pull any punches when it came to mating—it was glorious in its ferocity.
“Then you would put your mouth on me,” she whispered back, only seconds before she felt the tip of a warm tongue run a circle around her turgid nipple.
She slowly opened her eyes to see the inky darkness of Mason’s black hair in front of her as he finally closed his lips fully over her breast, his tongue playing with the sensitive flesh, making her moan out his name.
“We like that little fantasy of yours a great deal, baby, but I think we’re at our limit for restraint tonight,” Wade growled out the words and then released the strings holding up the rest of her dress, letting the silky red material float to the floor, leaving her in only her panties.
Mason drew hard on her breast before he let it go and moved his hands up to trace over the wet skin his mouth had left behind. “And we will be revisiting that fantasy, make no mistake, love. But look at you—I think you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Both men took a small step back, simply admiring her in a way no one ever had before. The heat in their eyes made her feel more beautiful than she had ever felt under a man’s gaze. It felt so natural to be with them like this, and her own beast preened inside of her. Heidi slowly brought her hands to the waist of her panties and ran a teasing finger along the inside of the lace.
“I think you both have way too many clothes on,” her eyes moved to where Wade was absently stroking his fingers along his covered cock as he watched her, “so I’m just going to take a time-out while you remedy that.”
Heidi first peeled down her panties, letting them drop to the floor beside her dress, and the tortured groans from both men as she slowly crawled onto the bed and up toward the headboard was exactly the reward she’d been hoping for.
Then she settled herself with her back resting against the headboard, looking forward to seeing her mates for the first time in all their naked glory. They certainly didn’t disappoint—both had intense expressions on their faces as they rid themselves of their ties and button-down shirts. Both strong bodies were darkly tanned and thickly muscled, although Wade’s physique was slightly bulkier than Mason’s refined lines. Their shoes and socks went second as their hands moved to their belts and Heidi suddenly had the urge to giggle as she felt like a kid on Christmas morning about to receive the best presents ever. When their zippers went down and revealed that both men were bare under those expensive slacks, it was her turn to groan, the lioness inside her wanting to taste her mates. She could see the thick roots of their cocks, and when they finally dropped those pants to the floor, her instincts found her crawling back towards them.
“That look on your face, love,” Mason’s voice was low and intense. “If you keep looking at us like you want to eat us up, I may end up embarrassing myself here.”
She watched his hand move down to stroke his thick cock, which was standing at attention. A small bead of moisture collected at the swollen head, and he groaned when she licked her lips, wondering what his flavor would be like. The drive to attack them both until they’d spent themselves inside her was overwhelming in its intensity. She needed them now, and there was simply no time for slow loving—her beast would not be swayed.
“I need to taste you both.”



Author Bio:
Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.
Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.
When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.



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Friday, June 15, 2018

Wicked Design by Tina Donahue...

Wicked Design
(Wicked Brand – Book 4 – Erotic Contemporary)
 by 
Tina Donahue





Series Blurb: 
South Florida just got a helluva lot steamier… During the day, the staff at Wicked Brand makes ink dreams a reality for their appreciative clients. After hours, this naughty crew engages in sensual delights as wild as the designs they’re selling. Their motto? Nothing forbidden. Nothing held back.

Wicked Design Blurb: 
Handcuffs and trouble…

Clover wants Van Gogh. Bad. He's the hottest ink artist at Wicked Brand and makes her blood race. Trouble is, he hasn't noticed her. She's determined to change that. Starting with letting him get under her skin—literally. But then the tattoo consultation goes a little deeper than expected.
In a night of wicked hot fun, she brings out his sexy beast. Talk about a major transformation. Soon they're sneaking into the shop after hours to play with his chair and breaking in his new handcuffs. But when their differences start to arise, she's not sure where all this hot sex will lead...


Excerpt: 
“I’m horny, not Superman.”
“That remains to be seen. Why are you still wearing clothes? Are they glued on? Is it against your religion to undress? Are you afraid I’ll go blind if I see you naked?”
He tossed his top on her face.
She filled herself with his sumptuous scent then clawed the cotton away, not wanting to miss anything. “Don’t rush. Give me a show.”
Even his taut belly turned red. “Seriously?”
“I stripped for you.”
“Faster than the speed of light. You could have gone slower and given me a heart attack in addition to a stroke.”
He liked what she’d done. A gift with no equal. “I was hot.” She stroked his chiseled abs. Her mouth watered at his incredible brawn. “Surely, you have more control, being so strong and big in all the right places.”
He laughed. “Yeah, right.”
“You are.” She stroked the prominent veins on his biceps and cradled his sculpted pecs.
His muscles twitched.
Her pussy went nuts. New moisture seeped from it, needing him inside. “Expose yourself a little at a time. Make me wait. Make me want.”
He pointed. “No snickering or this stops.”
“Cross my heart.” She licked his finger. “You didn’t laugh at me.”
His features slackened. “How could I? Why would I? You’re amazing. No one on Earth has skin like yours.”
“Lifers in solitary do. They don’t go out in the sun, either.”
“It’d be a crime if you did and screwed yourself up. You shouldn’t mess with something so flawless.”
His compliment stopped her dead. No one had ever used that word to describe her, not even her parents, who thought she was pretty great. She grinned. “Thanks. I don’t know about perfect, though… I’m surprised you even noticed my complexion.”
He blushed. “Why? Stuff like that doesn’t get past me. I’m an artist.”
Au contraire, V. You’re a man first.”




 About Tina: 
Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

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