I haven't to the Dungeon for a few weeks and then when I do, I'm late. Oh my! 50 lashes is well deserved... but not today. Today, I bring you and electrifying excerpt from my latest in the Decadence series,
Master My Love.
Enjoy!
When a mysterious invitation to a new BDSM club arrives in Valerie
Thornton’s mailbox, she sees it as a fateful intervention. She has long suppressed her desire for a
strong man who can nurture her inner-most desires and bring the submissive
inside her to life. Now widowed with an
empty nest, she’s alone, unfulfilled and wondering what she’s been
missing.
Walking into the most exclusive club in LA all alone,
Valerie almost loses her nerve, but the testosterone-filled atmosphere is pure
temptation. Each dominant man she sees
is sexier and more handsome than the last. When she meets intimidating Eric Dupree, the Master
Dom takes her breath away. He seems
perfect for her and Val knows he could bring her secret fantasies to life. She’s ready to throw herself at his feet, but
refrains. How could he possibly be
interested in a forty-year-old BDSM novice like herself?
As managing partner and Rossi CFO, Eric should be thrilled. Club Decadence LA is successful and Rossi is
growing by leaps and bounds. But as he
approaches middle age, he finds that he needs more than his career and bachelor
lifestyle can give him. In walks Valerie
Thornton, an innocent to his world. What
has brought her to his club, of all places, and why can’t he get her out of his
mind?
Master My Love
Decadence LA
With a teasing grin on his lips, he bent his head and touched her taut nipple with
his tongue. A zap shot into the peak and
made it tingle in reaction. She sucked in
her breath, starting to enjoy the tickles and vibrations. He soon gave up the teasing and captured the entire
bud with his mouth. His other hand came up
and hovered over her other nipple, shooting arcs of electricity into the other peak
without so much as a touch.
“Please
Master. I’m going insane. What are you doing to me?”
Without
stopping, he licked her again before explaining. “My body is electrically charged. Wherever we touch, the current passes through
me to you. How does it feel?”
“Scary,
intense, but hot—I mean the sexy kind of hot.”
He
chuckled softly but continued tickling her nipple with the edge of his tongue. He flicked it back and forth altering the sensation
with each point of contact. She was in a
state of pure sensual torment, before he moved lower. Licking a streak of current down her midline,
he paused at her navel where he dipped inside.
At the same time, a tingling began near her calf and rose as his hand steadily
moved higher over her knee and on toward her hip. The crackling intensified as he lifted his head,
the arc visible between his mouth and her belly. When he was an inch or two away, the current broke. It seemed the closer he came to her skin without
touching, the more the current intensified.
Eric’s
hand on her thigh pulled away and the current snapped with a loud crack. Left alone for a moment, she centered herself
with a deep breath. He had been right; it
tingled and prickled but wasn’t at all painful, just highly erotic. She imagined his mouth on her nipples again, or
her clit. She noticed Eric had moved to the
end of the table, and with a movement of his leg, the table separated until it was
re-configured into an upside down Y. Once
it stopped, he moved between her legs, his focus her smoothly shaved pussy.
He
disappeared from view, lifting her head, she saw he had crouched and only the top
of his dark blonde head was visible. A buzz
and a crackle split the air, which was followed by her scream as electricity shot
through her clit.
“What
color are we, Valerie?”
“Green, Master.”
Another
sizzle shot through her then his tongue soothed the slight sting away. He lingered there driving her mad with pleasure. As long as he touched her, the sensation was a
soothing vibration, but if he moved away, the electric charge would arc and snap
as it connected more intensely with her nerve endings.
His
hand, with his fingers spread wide, rubbed her thigh. Sliding upward, they reached her center where
he entered with two fingers. It was a gentle
invasion of both Eric and electricity. As
he stroked deeply, her wet arousal became audible in the room. When his fingers turned, curling upward, they
buzzed over her G-spot and had her body convulsing. She would have sat bolt upright if not for her
restraints. Her limbs quivered with tension
as she fought for control of her body.
“Let
go, sweetness,” he murmured, his mouth having returned to her sensitive clit. “Come for me.”
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