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.
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
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?”
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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