Good morning into another beautiful yet rainy Wednesday. I’m still not done with my book and it looks like I won’t get much writing done today. I just got my edits back for Unorthodox Dom, the trilogy’s sequel and will have to focus on them. Still, I’m at a nearly 130 000 words of Unorthodox Chemistry and I swear I’ll finish it by the end of the week. I’m currently writing Chapter 22 out of 26. Meanwhile, have a little wax scene from Chapter 21. This one was really difficult. I never realized how challenging is to describe bondage furniture without sounding dry and technical, as if you were writing an IKEA catalog. The writing in this section could be better but hopefully, it makes up for its clumsiness with passion. I’ll have a lot of masochistic fun editing.
Unorthodox Chemistry is Book 2 of The Unorthodox Trilogy, a sequel to Unorthodox Therapy. Unless life gets in the way I should finish it by the end of October and it will go live by February 18th, 2018. The cover is temporary.
THOMAS
I took off my drenched shirt and used it to wipe my face. Her ferocious expression, clenched fists, and the thick liquids still flooding down her thighs filled me with an adrenaline. As if we were fucking right outside, in the down pouring rain while the thunders were crashing around us.
Sweat on a female body never did it for me but the glistening sheen coating her heaving breasts and stomach, the flexing muscles of her forearms was so fucking sexy. It needed a little something to make her really shine and warm her up for the next stage. I threw the shirt away, picked up the candle from the floor and careened it over her breasts, heaving up and down as she arched her back, like a purring cat.
The first drops of white, vanilla colored rivulets ran down her tits, framing the nipples and pouring over her stomach. It was burning hot at that point but Lina took it with a wide smile and tried to bend her body even more. I noticed she was stroking the snap hooks but didn’t even try to push them open while her body was swaying in the frame. The luscious, burning beads were rolling over her flesh and solidifying. Lina was reveling in the sensations, with closed eyes and features contorted with pleasure as I was decorating her flesh. My mind went back to that moment on the stage, to her tears, flowing just like the wax was drawing spirals on her flesh.
I blew the candle and left it back in its place and moved forward, tilting my head so I’d kiss the purple blotches forming on her neck.
“So beautiful.” She shivered when I whispered in her ear and reached out to fondle her breast. “I want to hurt you more.”
Lina opened her eyes, as glazed and dark as before, and nodded slowly, as if she was high, with a lazy, lascivious smile. A transparent bead was rolling along her breastbone, right between the line separating her breasts. I ran my tongue along the droplet and looked up, fixing my eyes on hers. There was still that lust she’d been repressing for way too long but I was reading something else.
That’s all for today, naughty readers. Hopefully next week, I’ll announce a happy event. Now, hurry up to WIP IT UP Headquarters for more teasers and snippets.
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It sounds like Lina is thoroughly enjoying Thomas hurting her. I’m glad that she likes what he’s doing! Great snippet, Lilah!