Ah, yes, I’ve had the awful experience of an adult tag for a risqué cover with an “O” face and fingertips down the pants, but never had I experienced wallowing in the pit of obscurity that is the “also viewed” dungeon.
A technical glitch I was told.
Alas, all I know is that I waited for 12 excruciating days to come out of the dark and into the light of “also boughts”. For those of you not familiar, this is when a book is really seen by the masses in recommendations, Amazon’s search engines and the all-important “Customers Who Bought This Item Also Bought”.
Alas, all I know is that I waited for 12 excruciating days to come out of the dark and into the light of “also boughts”. For those of you not familiar, this is when a book is really seen by the masses in recommendations, Amazon’s search engines and the all-important “Customers Who Bought This Item Also Bought”.
So here I am, on parole until the next flub up beyond my
control. To celebrate, I brought a HOT
steamy excerpt that will know you socks of.
Hooked (Decadence Nights, Book 1)
*****
“I was a good girl, Master.”
His hand reached out, lightly running a finger down her cheek. Moving to her mouth, he stroked her lower lip.
“Suck it. Make my finger nice and
wet.”
Imagining where that finger would go next, it was all she could do to keep from jumping him and begging him to take her now. But that would never do and would most likely earn her more sexually frustrated waiting. Taking his long digit in her mouth, she sucked, her tongue swirling round and round as she made him wet.
He pulled out with a little pop, which surprised her. No more so than when he lowered his hand to her nipple and ringed it slowly, transferring the wetness.
“This is how I want you when I ask you to kneel. I’m strict with my rules, Olivia. Just like here at work. If you are disobedient, I’ll punish you. However, when you obey, I’ll reward you with more pleasure than you’ve ever dreamed of. Can you handle that? Is that what you want?”
“God, yes!”
His fingers tweaked her nipple firmly at her error. “What was that?”
“God, yes, Master Joseph, that’s what I want.”
He chuckled. “Close enough.” His hand found her bare pussy. “Ah, how lovely, you’re soaking wet. It’s funny, our brains sometimes get us in trouble, for whatever reason trying to control our reactions, telling our lips to lie or attempting to hide our emotions behind a false persona or mask, but some involuntary responses are beyond its control. Take sexual excitement, for example: flushed cheeks, accelerated breathing, hard nipples, a pussy drenched with honey. Involuntary, thank goodness. Our bodies can’t lie.” His fingers slid over the wet seam of her lips, pressing more firmly against her clit, circling it slowly all while watching her intently. “Are you hungry, Livvy?”
“Starving, Master.”
He chuckled again. “You’re beautiful in your submission, little one. You’re also very obedient and this pleases me. I believe I mentioned a reward for good behavior. Would you like that?”
“Yes, please.”
“Come to the couch.”
She started to get up and follow
him as he walked away, but over his shoulder, he corrected her assumption. “No,
pet, I want you to crawl.”*****
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The Blurb:
Thirty-eight-year-old legal secretary Olivia Wright's clock is
ticking and she's afraid she's running out of time to find Master Right.
Several times she thought she'd found the Dom of her dreams, but instead of the
prince she sought, he'd turned out to be a slimy toad. The last one had dumped
her unexpectedly and nearly broken her. Now, after a long dry spell, she's
ready to try again. She'd really like it to be with the man who'd caught her
eye three years ago, but that man is her boss and despite her best efforts, and
tightest skirts, he hasn't spared her an extra glance. Resigning herself to
unrequited love, she attempts to move on, procuring an invitation to an
exclusive BDSM club, hoping Club Decadence will be the answer.
Joseph Hooks isn't your typical Dom. He's NBA tall, with no
police or military background to speak of, wears tweed suits, of all things,
and on an occasion the dreaded bow tie. But behind his somewhat nerdy
appearance is a handsome, green eyed, strict but sensual dominant who's also hell
on wheels in a court of law. He's wealthy, powerful, successful, and enjoys
popularity among the subs at his private club, at least those who don't flee
from the swishing sound of polished rattan, but he's exhausted his search for
his perfect submissive and concerned about coming up short. After a frustrating
day of watching his gorgeous secretary's delectable bottom in an incredibly
tight skirt, he heads to San Antonio to blow off steam and maybe make a
connection.
He thinks she's terminally vanilla and straight- laced. She
thinks he's not into her, or with the way he ignores her curves and tight
skirts, possibly gay. Hopelessly oblivious to what has been staring them in the
face for three long years, Joseph and Olivia continue their aimless search for
love. Then, one night, as a storm brews outside another rages inside as their
paths converge. Will Olivia finally get the Master Prince she deserves, or will
her past prevent her from realizing her dream? Will her presence at the club be
the sign that Joseph needs to wake up and at long last claim the woman he's
yearned for all along?
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