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His fingers were tracing down every curve of my body. He left a trail of hot, teasing kisses on my skin and brushed past its most sensitive zones. His warm breath on my sides made me gasp and arch my back, inviting him to taste me, savor me. I tugged against restraints that tied me to the bed, moaned out his name, begged him not to deny me anymore. The blindfold’s silk touch kept me from looking into his eyes while he was playing with me just with the tip of his tongue. Red, biting scars were forming on my wrists as the steel handcuffs were digging into them.

“What do you want?” He chuckled and breathed against the apex of my thighs. I was lying spread eagle on the bed, with my limbs attached to each of the bed posts. Vulnerable and at his mercy, just like he wanted me. A hiss of despair escaped my gritted teeth and I cried out. I was longing for his lips to devour me, for his hands to grab my throat and leave their marks on my pale skin. If only he’d ravage me. Bruise me. Fuck me within an inch of my life. Make furious love to me until all the anxiety, loneliness and pain faded as a distant memory.

Instead, he was teasing me with soft kisses, warm breath, and his mocking, seductive voice.

“You…” I croaked and arched my body, offering it as a gift. My groans were echoing through the room. Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes. He was so close. So far away, barely touching me. Just an invisible voice, breath and fingertips. “Please… don’t make me suffer anymore, I’ll do anything.”

He continued with his feathery movements up my hipbones, over my breasts and hardened nipples. After ages of sensual torture, he took the blindfold off. His lean, strong body moved on top of mine. I raised my head and met Thomas’ green gaze and mischievous smile. I blinked the tears away and moved my lips in an attempt to kiss him. Did he remember how his teeth would tear at my tongue, part my mouth and claim me?

Thomas didn’t succumb to the invitation. Instead, he pressed his index finger to my lips and moved his free hand to my throat. His thumb was digging into its tender flesh.

“Do you trust me, pet?”

“Y-yes, Sir, please…”

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Valentine Week: Chasing Ordinary by Pandora Spocks

Pandora Spocks is one of my favorite romance writers, equally skillful when she writes kinky or vanilla relationships. Today she offers you her contemporary fairytale that you can pick up for only 99 cents. Hurry up before that spicy vanilla story goes back to regular price.

Chasing Ordinary

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Title: Chasing Ordinary

Release Date: February 13, 2018

Genres: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Heat Level: Erotic

Word count: 94,262

Author: Pandora Spocks

Cover Design: Linzi Basset

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Blurb:

Red-haired Petey Cavanaugh is a sculptor who welds steel and glass creations. A young widow, she lives on her in-laws’ sheep ranch in Montana where she helps out during the day, working on her art at night.

Looking to raise money to expand the ranch’s business, she gratefully accepts her art school roommate’s offer of a gallery show in Manhattan. It’s been years since she was in the city, and she’s happy to visit her old friend.

Nik is in New York on business. He’s been traveling for nearly a month, enduring endless meetings, attending obligatory dinners, and battling jet-lag. On his way to yet another business dinner, his world collides with Petey’s one rainy Manhattan night.

Their mutual attraction is immediate, but Nik’s skeptical. Could it possibly be that this gorgeous, enchanting artist has no idea that he’s Europe’s most eligible prince?

Spending time with Petey is Nik’s first-ever taste of ordinary. What will happen when she finds out the truth?

Excerpt 1 (mild)

Howard had been talking nonstop for twenty minutes. Each time Petey thought she’d found the opportunity to extricate herself, he continued his rambling, while edging ever closer, invading her personal space, and chatting about his work and his home in New Jersey. He seemed to be one of those individuals who was completely inept at picking up on social cues.

She’d just worked up the gumption to simply excuse herself the next time he came up for air, when she heard a familiar voice.

“There you are, darling!” Nik swooped in, handing her a glass of wine. “I’m so sorry I’m late. Will you ever forgive me?” He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

Stunned, Petey stammered a bit. “Um, yes. Well…darling, yes, you certainly are late. What’s up with that? I’ve been waiting for you.”

“I know. But traffic was a nightmare, what with the rain. You just wouldn’t believe it.” Nik turned to Howard. “Who’s your friend?” He smiled pleasantly at the confused man.

“Oh, sorry. Nik, this is Howard. Howard, meet Nik.”

Howard worked his mouth, but was blissfully silent.

Nik reached to shake his hand. “So nice to meet you. If you’ll excuse us, I need to make up for lost time. Come, darling.”

He grasped Petey’s hand and led her to the opposite side of the gallery. When they reached a quiet corner, he turned and smiled at her.

She gave a relieved laugh. “Oh, my God, for the second time tonight, you saved my bacon.”

Nik laughed, too. “The exasperation on your face said that you needed rescuing. Who was he anyway?”

“Some guy that my friend Jules thought I should meet. I mean, he’s nice enough, but he had absolutely no sense of personal space. And he would notstop talking. Sheesh!”

“He’s probably just shy in the presence of such a pretty woman.” Nik’s blue eyes sparkled.

Petey rolled her eyes. “Yes, I’m sure that’s it,” she said sarcastically. “I guess you ditched your business dinner?”

Nik nodded. “I did.”

She eyed him curiously. “What kind of business are you in?”

He paused a beat. “I’m in international finance and development.”

Warmth flooded her face, and she knew she was blushing. A sheepish smile curled her lips. “I have no idea what that means.”

He smiled, too. “I travel and meet with business people, mostly, occasionally politicians, and we discuss ways to improve our national economies, and ways to assist developing economies as well.”

“Oh. I’m sure Jules would understand completely. She has a sharp business mind. I’m just so,” she gave a self-deprecating chuckle, “right-brained.”

She fanned herself lightly with her hand. “So, you’d had enough of finances and development for one night?”

Nik nodded agreeably. “I’ve worked all day. As I sat listening to more business conversation, all I could think was that I’d like to attend the gallery opening of a promising young sculptor.”

Petey’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Well, if I hear of any, I’ll let you know.” They both laughed together.

“I just watched your video. Such an interesting way to introduce yourself to patrons.”

“Oh, that.” Petey blushed. “Jules flew out to Montana a couple of months ago. She hired a film crew to follow me for a day, do interviews and stuff. Then they just put it together.”

He regarded her curiously, eyes sparkling. “What are the chances you’d give me a guided tour of this incredible exhibit?”

She pretended to consider his request. “Well, you did see to it that I was put back together after being blasted by that tidal wave. And, you rescued me from being talked to death by a close-talking dentist. I’d say your odds are pretty good.” She laughed. “I think bringing me a glass of wine put you over the top, though.”

Nik laughed, too. “Lucky for me, then.”

“Lucky for you. Okay, let’s take a tour.”

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Petey sighed, pushing away her plate. “What are we doing, Nik? I mean, we live completely different lives. I’m going back to Montana. You’re going back to Beruvia.”

She looked to him, eyes shining. “I don’t have any grand expectations. If we’re just having a sexy fling, I’m okay with that. And in that case, it would be pointless to make a public stand.”

Nik pushed back his chair and squatted beside Petey. Taking her hands in his, he looked into her eyes. “Petey, this isn’t just a fling for me. I’ve fallen in love with you.”

“Nik, just because we’ve had great sex, I don’t expect you to…you know, use the ‘l’ word. That’s a big step, and it means something to me.”

He placed her hand over his heart. “I love you, Petey Cavanaugh. As far as our different worlds, we have air travel, and telephones, and internet. We can make this work. If you feel the same way.” Uncertainty wavered in his eyes.

Petey felt her heart begin to melt again, and this time, she didn’t stop it. “I love you, too, Nik. I tried not to, but there it is.”

He beamed at her. “Then we’ll figure out how to make this work. And the first step is going public.” He kissed her hands, then stood, pulling her to him. Gazing down at her he cupped her cheek with his hand. “We’ll make this work.”

Eyes blazing, he lowered his head, crushing her lips with his. She matched his fervor, her tongue tangling with his, and she gripped his broad shoulders tightly as she attempted to find leverage. He lifted her onto the edge of the table, not bothering to break the kiss as he shoved their dinner detritus further down the table and out of their way.

Gently her lowered her onto her back on the wide mahogany table, her legs dangling off the edge. Releasing her lips, he stood over her, grinning wolfishly as he used his body to further spread her legs. “I do so love the sight of you in my shirt,” he purred, releasing the single button she’d bothered with, revealing all her naked glory.

She smiled seductively, stretching her arms over her head. “Do you, now?”

He nodded. “I certainly do. I need another taste,” he said, licking his lips lasciviously.

Petey drew in a shaky breath and chewed her lower lip as she watched Nik position his face at the apex of her thighs. “Holy shit,” she breathed.

Gripping the backs of her thighs, he buried his face in her pussy, assailing her tenderness with his day-old beard. Petey gasped, arching her back, attempting to draw him closer. She felt the vibration of his laugh. “Mmm, you like this, do you?”

“Oh, God, yes!” she hissed.

Holding her legs higher, he lapped at her seam, paying careful attention to the tight bud at the top. Petey whimpered, slapping the table on either side of her. “Oh, shit, yessss….”

Pleased by her response, Nik concentrated his efforts on her clit, tonguing it mercilessly as she tumbled from one climax to another, her release splashing over his chin. When he finally stopped, she was gasping for air, a quivering, trembling mess.

Author Bio:

P andora Spocks is a sassy ginger and hopeless romantic, living her happily ever after in South Florida. She enjoys reading and writing literary erotic romance.

She is the author of the three-novel epic romance Rannigan’s Redemption, and a naughty little romantic novella, Just One Night. Her Dream Dominant Collection is a series of light BDSM stand-alone novels featuring sexy Alpha males and the strong red-haired submissives who can’t resist them. The collection currently includes three novels: Luke & Bella, Lost & Bound, and For Sparrow.

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Valentine Week: Leona’s Legacy: Camp Cougar Revisited by L.A.Carey and R.A.Robbins

Lots of people, myself included, scoff at the idea of Valentine’s Day but I thought that a little celebration never hurts. Some get wine and chocolate or flowers. I’ll celebrate by actively showcasing hot, sensual, racy, dark, romantic and all kind of authors of romance, erotica and everything in between.

We start with something spicy and funny. If you follow my blog you might remember L.A.Carey and Becky Robbins when they were my guests on Tuesday with their Cougar Camp. Well, guess what? The Cougars are back in town and they have a delicious offer for you.

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Title: Leona’s Legacy: Camp Cougar Revisited

Authors: Lorraine Carey & R.A. Robbins

Blurb

Camp Cougar is back in this scandalous and uncensored tale of oversexed Cougars from Southern Charm Dating Service. L.A. Carey and R.A. Robbins have ramped up the naughtiness and extended the provocative love scenes. No holding back on secret confessions this time and forbidden love. The business is booming and Southern Charm Dating Service is on the lips of far too many men in the south. The Cougars are performing some of the wildest sexcapdes for a few high-end clients. Things get overheated as clever head mistress, Leona Patrone has discovered a new product that is said to drive men crazy! The ladies at Southern Charm have taken kissing to a whole new level with their new ‘Golden Arousal’ lipstick. Some say this dangerous lipstick is forbidden fruit. Is it worth risking the side effects for the money? For the attention?
But it’s payback time for Leona and her team as some of their hottest secrets are about to be exposed by a crooked manager at Cougar Creek Resort. Leona Patrone herself has a plan and it’s time to punish this bad boy. Let’s say Mr. Landers will get what’s coming to him- and in the worst way.

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Tom’s eyes lit up when Leona pulled out a small peeled tangerine from her overnight bag. “Are we going to have a midnight snack?”

“A very sweet one for both of us, lover. I call this my ‘Tangerine Dream’. You’re a car salesman and know about sweetening the deal. Just enjoy babe.” Leona tore off two wedges. She set them on the bedside table and rubbed one wedge over her hardened nipples. She made sure to squeeze the extra juice and let it dribble down into her navel.

She jiggled her tits in Tom’s face, then rubbing her nipples across his mouth. “Mmmm, let me taste. His tongue darted in circular motions then he made slow sucks increasing to faster ones as he tugged at each nipple. “Damn, woman! These are the sweetest tits I’ve ever had!” He then let his tongue wander down her tummy lapping up every last bit of juice.

Leona was arching her back and moaning. After he finished savoring her body of the sweet snack she took the other wedge off the table and instructed Tom to open his mouth. She squirted some juice into his mouth. “Now that’s a good boy. Let’s see is if you can make these nipples even sweeter? I like it rough baby!”

Leona’s nipples were burning from the juices and the friction of Tom’s intense sucking. She raised his chin with her forefinger looking deep into his dark eyes. She loved watching those deep dimples pronounce. She ran her hand along his well- sculpted arms. They were firm yet his skin was smooth. “Now I want to be able to feel your mark for days.” She ran her hands through his spiky black hair and dug her fingers into his scalp. Her natural juices were flowing between her folds.

Leona pulled away. “Sore already babe?”

“No, it’s time for mama to get some sugar! Now sit on the edge of the bed darlin.” Leona parted Tom’s legs. She squirted some juice on her tongue with the other wedge and began to lick the inside of his thighs working all the way to his beautiful glistening cock. She began with light licks to the head and enjoyed the sweet scent and taste of the tangerine juice. She released to gaze up into his eyes, which confirmed he was more than pleasured. His soft moans were music to her ears. She licked up and down his shaft then grabbed the slice on the table and squirted more juice on the head letting it coat the entire shaft. Between the juice and her saliva she knew this big boy had to be well coated to receive the benefit of a deep throat. She lengthened her neck then took him in savoring all of his wide girth.

Tom gripped his large hands onto Leona’s shoulders. If his grip was any harder, she’d be through the floor. The pressure she felt was a sure sign of his ecstasy. His precum was now mixed with the fruit juices and Leona’s abundant saliva.

“I want to fuck you so damn bad! I know you are ready for me, too.” Tom knew he was close to coming and wanted to be deep inside Leona when he exploded.

Tom pulled Leona onto the bed and positioned her head against the wooden headboard. He parted her thighs with his knees and reached for the rest of the tangerine wedge on the side table. Leona watched him with greedy eyes. If this man is thinking what I’m thinking, he’s got it going on.

“I know your pussy is sweet enough but I hate to see a good piece of fruit go to waste.” Tom gently inserted his digits into Leona’s folds and found her to be warm and wet. He squirted the rest of the juice into her core and gently opened her up enabling his tongue to lap dance on her clit. Leona’s hips were gyrating. It was when Tom began rubbing her clit with the now dried up wedge that she was entering fruit Nirvana. “Damn it! Fuck me now! Fuck me hard!”

Tom couldn’t pull on a condom fast enough as he slid into Leona’s sweet spot and rode her like one of his first prize showroom models.

“I’m going to unleash my load now babe!” Tom was thrusting his cock deeper into Leona.

They both came together and Tom rolled over onto the bed exhausted. He flung his arms over his head. “That is the best fuck I’ve ever had!”

“You’re not too bad yourself, Mr. Strattler. Leona sat up and headed for the bathroom. “Meet ya in the shower.” Leona popped her head around the corner of the door.

Leona emerged from the shower sans Tom and ready to slip into bed with him. She was surprised to find him getting his clothes back on as she was ready to drop her towel she had wrapped around her. “Well, now you did pay for an over night stay. What’s the hurry? You do want to get your money’s worth, don’t you?”

“ I got mine and then some. I told Mrs. Strattler I was playing poker with the guys.”

“I see.” Leona sat on the edge of the bed. “ So let me ask you one question.”

Tom was putting on his shoes. “Sure.”

“Can your wife satisfy you like this?”

“Do you think I’d be here if she did?” Tom turned to her with a smile. “I’ll be seeing you soon, little lady. That’s one unforgettable pussy you’ve got there.”

And that’s just another dick satisfied. Leona reveled in another successful performance. She glanced at the clock on the side table. It was 1 am. She decided to just relax and enjoy the room since it was already paid for. She clicked on her phone to see she had a message from Sam Hudson.

Teaser

Sam Hudson was different. Not like the others.
He loved Leona for who she was, without the Botox, the plastic surgery, the sexy lingerie, the staged performances that drove so many men wild. He loved her when she arose first thing in the morning, messy hair, no makeup.
She’d never have to perform to gain his attention or payment. He promised to kiss every new wrinkle that appeared if she’d commit to him fully.
But could she give up the addiction that made her who she was?

Our Head Cougar reflecting~

This isn’t me, at least not tonight. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. Something has changed in me. I feel abused, cheap. I can’t stop thinking of Sam and how different it was making love to him. Tonight was just a fuckfest. Lust has a very different face than love.

Leona took a good look at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her makeup was smeared, her eyes blackened. She washed her face revealing the new lines that appeared around her eyes. She rubbed her neck where the leather collar had left a red mark.

Her thoughts turned to Sam Hudson and the night he told her she was beautiful without makeup and wearing a simple cotton nightgown. This man doesn’t need a sexy ensemble or a performance from me to turn him on.

She threw her leopard lingerie in her overnight bag, and headed home to make a decision.

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About the authors

Lorraine Carey is a veteran children’s reading specialist, teacher and an International Award-Winning Author. She has taught in many states in the US and provided reading services for students at a private school on Grand Cayman, where she lives with her husband. Eight years ago she was a city gal, living in Orange County, California, where life was very different from the one she lives now. Trading in her fashionable heels for flip-flops was quite a change, but led to a lifestyle that allowed for a writing career to begin.

Her love for paranormal stories and urban legends began at a young age, when staying up all night to watch spooky movies or reading a scary book started a lifelong passion.

Lorraine is no stranger to the paranormal, as she has encountered many unexplainable events during her lifetime. Many of those events have been woven into her fiction tales.

Published novels include: Losing Ground, a short memoir, followed by Mysteries of the Red Coyote Inn, Out of the Ashes, Jonathan’s Locket, The Last Vestal Virgin and Beloved Sacrifice. These novels are paranormal with a mix of historical fiction, woven with urban legends and suitable for young adults to adults. A Rock Star Reader by Kindergarten is a self-help guide for parents on creating a successful reader and lifelong lover of literacy. The Good Teacher and On Borrowed Time are her latest works in the Women of the Willow Wood Series. This Award Winning series is based on legends of an underground secret society of women who use ancient magic.

Supernatural thriller, Jonathan’s Locket was a 2014 winner in the Readers’ Favorite contest, earning a Silver Award and a finalist in the Wind Dancer Film Contest. This Young Adult novel featured some of the island legends out of Grand Cayman surrounding the shipwreck of The Ten Sails.

Other works include Camp Cougar, which is the author’s first attempt in the erotica field. She has teamed up with a co-author to create this hybrid, humorous erotica.

Leona’s Legacy, a sequel to Camp Cougar has recently been released in January of 2018.

When not writing you can find Lorraine reading, beach hopping, snorkeling, or boating around the island with her husband on their boat, the Angelica.

Becky Robbins lives in New Kent, Virginia with her fiancée, Keith Baty, her son Chad and five kitties. She has previously published four books. Becky’s love for animals along with her fourteen years with working for a veterinary clinic was her inspiration to write. Published works include: Children of the World, A Best Friend to Love, Best Friends and Rhymes, and Creature Teacher.

Her love of poetry had inspired her to write some short humorous poems, which she shared, on social media. This is where she met author, Lorraine Carey and together they wrote their first erotica book, Camp Cougar.

Being a southern gal, Becky speaks and writes with a southern flare, which gave Camp Cougar its spice.

As of current she has completed Leona’s Legacy, Camp Cougar Revisited with her co-author.

Preorder Blitz Unorthodox Chemistry Feb 11-18

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Title: Unorthodox Chemistry

Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, Book #2

Author: Lilah E. Noir

Release Date: February 18th, 2018

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He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.
LINA
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?
THOMAS
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture, one I didn’t think I could ever escape…
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.
May the seduction begin.

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She was his boss at work and his submissive at all times.
LINA
I’d never noticed him before.
He was just a lonely, scared boy when I hired him.
I was too busy to notice the lust in his eyes.
Now I’m at his feet begging for every bit of pleasure and pain he’ll unleash on me.
THOMAS
She enthralled me.
Her body. Her mind. Her wicked laughter and unreadable eyes.
She was out of my league yet I knew what she longed for.
I only had two months to kill her nicotine addiction and make her crave me.
I’d use every trick I had to claim her as mine.

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Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and psychological stories. Her work has elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM lifestyle, with a touch of romance and tenderness. If you love flawed characters, submissive alpha females, unconventional dominant heroes, angst, emotional darkness, lots of kinky sex scenes her books might be your kind of pleasure.

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#SatSpanks Unorthodox Chemistry

Morning spankos, it’s been a while since I’ve been around, these were busy several months. I’m in a process of publishing my second novel and Book 2 of the Unorthodox Trilogy so I thought of posting two quick spanking scenes from both books.

LINA

“It’s my job to decide how much my sub can handle, pet. You’re awfully close to what you crave so focus on the candles. I know what you’re capable of, Lina. Keep your ass up. Higher. Yes, just like that.”

My ass and pussy were perfectly exposed in the position he placed me in. I should have expected the first blow from the moment Thomas placed the candles on top of my hands. When the flogger fronds bit my pussy, I nearly knocked them over. It was nothing short of a miracle that they kept their upright position. Thomas landed the second strike straight on my clit. I hollowed with the despair of a lonely she-wolf when the pain shot through me, mingling with the earlier pleasure of the wax. It was not as harsh as the cruel caning but a lot stronger than spanking.

He twirled the flogger in the air, leaving a series of bruises over my thighs. He concentrated entirely on my clit, making it pulse harder with every blow. My focus on the candles and the intense vibes on my skin sent me out of this world to an alternative universe where every sound, touch and feeling hit me as hard as if I were an exposed nerve. I was crying out loud and my pussy left its own slick tears across the flogger.

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THOMAS

Lina nodded. More tears fell down her cheeks. Once I secured the strap I wiped them in a short moment of tenderness. Her fucking panties were still on so I pulled them down with one sharp move and bared her ass. I picked up the paddle and slammed it down with a resounding thud. She cried under the gag that muffled any sound. Her muscles tensed in anticipation.

“You know better than that, Lina.” I scolded her and cracked the paddle on her ass once more, admiring the beautiful pattern of bruises. Her breath hitched and she shifted her body. I peppered her ass with more frequent smacks and gradually increased my speed. Lina held her thighs together and it was difficult to see if she was wet. My nostrils were tickling with her familiar spicy flavor. Saliva was gathering in my mouth at the thought I’d taste her after months of self-imposed restraint.

Nuances of red streaked her marble-white skin. They were getting darker, in a sexy contrast. Poor Lina. She’d have a hard time sitting the next few days. Each time she undressed she’d remember our possibly last night together. My signature would stay on her skin long after the physical wounds healed.

Hopefully. I kept hitting her with the zeal of an artist who slipped into madness and soaked his canvas with red paint.

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I hope you enjoyed these little peaks into my upcoming trilogy. Now, go back to Spanking Land, a.k.a. the Saturday Spanking blog and check out the other weekend snippets by other cool authors.

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Cover Reveal – Unorthodox Chemistry (The Unorthodox Trilogy, #2) by Lilah E. Noir

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Title: Unorthodox Chemistry

Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, #2
Author: Lilah E. Noir
Genre: BDSM, Erotic Suspense, Romance

Release Date: February 18, 2018

Blurb

He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.

LINA
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?
THOMAS
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture.
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.

May the seduction begin.

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Happy New Year! Lilah’s Writing and Publishing Goals, edition 2018

Hello, my lovelies,

Happy 2018 to all of you strangers and friends who decide to pass by my blog. It’s been four days since the beginning of 2018 but I still hope you have your celebratory buzz and sparkle. Everyone else has set their resolutions and are on their way to break them… or who knows, maybe build upon them.

Why don’t you join me? Turn those resolutions into plans.

2017 was a snowflake in the palms of an impatient child. Before I could make sense of it it was over and all I was left with were a few cold tears when its time melted. I made a small part of my plans come true but I could have done so much better.

The past is in the past. 2018 is here and I plan to fully own her. I have some epic writing and publishing goals. What better way to revitalize that dusty old blog than share them with you, fine people?

First of all, I’d like to brag a little as I had my fair share of successes over 2017. I finished my second novel and let me tell you, the second novel is always the most difficult one. When I started writing Book 1 of the Unorthodox Trilogy it was most of all about having fun with the plot, the characters and the kink. I wasn’t even sure if I’d publish it. After all, I did it and much to my surprise there were people who loved it and even demanded Book 2. That scared me more than just a little. What if I disappointed them? What if everyone absolutely hated Book 2? What if I’m a fraud?

All successful authors reassure the newbies that the Impostor syndrome is practically a requirement for you to join the Writer’s Club. At one point, I was questioning every word, every decision, every plot twist and sometimes it was painful to keep writing. I have absolutely no pretense or desire to be a tortured artist but sometimes the nagging voices would drive me insane. That’s why, without any shadow of a doubt, I’ll state “You’ve written one book? So cute. Let’s talk when you have finished the second.” I’m confident that this is the true endurance test.

Either way, it’s done. Finished. It is what it is, everyone is free to love it or hate it and once I release it people’s feelings about my work is beyond my control. That’s another advice you probably don’t want to (after all, who I am and what right do I have to lecture you?). Focus on writing the best book you can, cherish the positive reviews and try not to get bent out of shape over every constructive, negative or just mean feedback you get. The story is told. All you can do is continue building your craft and perfect your storytelling.

Don’t think too much over what every single person out there may think of your novel or you’d truly drive yourself crazy.

On the other hand, I’m all brave and chill now but once my publishing date arrives I’ll be chewing my nails, freaking out and I’ll indulge in a bottle or two of red to calm down my pre-release nerves. If I don’t end up failing all my promises and plans I’ll be pushing a lot of buttons this year.

Like I said, epic plans!

Now, before I continue after that insane rambling, I’d like to brag that in 2017 I also got my first BookBub deal, Unorthodox Therapy was a bestseller for about a day and I completely rebranded and revamped my covers.

The Unorthodox Series

The Mistress Kitty series

Strangers In The Night

The Sage Phoenix Series

Standalone

I hope that this time next year I’ll have a lot more to add to the collection. Now, let’s talk business.

The Unorthodox Trilogy

Unorthodox Chemistry

As I said above I’ve finally finished writing the book and right now I’m in the process of bloody, vicious and cruel editing. I’m pretty pleased with how the story’s going and I’m sticking to my guns with the date – it comes out on February 18th 2018. I’ll do an official cover reveal on January 31st. The book will come out for pre-order on February 5th, there will be parties and prizes so stay tuned.

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Here’s a little teaser for you.

“What do you want?” He chuckled and breathed against the apex of my thighs. I was lying spreadeagled on the bed, with my limbs attached to each of the bed posts. Vulnerable and at his mercy, just like he wanted me. A hiss of despair escaped my gritted teeth and I cried out. I was longing for his lips to devour me, for his hands to grab my throat and leave their marks on my pale skin. If only he’d ravage me. Bruise me. Fuck me within an inch of my life. Make furious love to me until all the anxiety, loneliness and pain faded as a distant memory.

Instead, he was teasing me with soft kisses, warm breath, and his mocking, seductive voice.

He continued with his feathery movements up my hipbones, over my breasts and rock hard nipples. After ages of sensual torture, he took the blindfold off. His lean, strong body moved on top of mine. I raised my head and met Thomas’ green gaze and mischievous smile. I blinked the tears away and moved my lips in an attempt to kiss him. Did he remember how his teeth would tear at my tongue, part my mouth and claim me?

II. Unorthodox Union

Perhaps it’s too bold and ambitious of me, given how long it took me to finish Book 2, but I want to push myself and finish the trilogy by spring time. I’m currently outlining the plot and I’ll start writing Book 3 as soon as I’m done editing Unorthodox Chemistry. I have set myself a daily word count of at least 2500 words so if everything goes according to plan you’ll get the final chapter of Lina and Thomas’ story right on my birthday, May 10th 2018.

It will be sad to say goodbye to those characters who have been living inside my head for the past few years. Still, their story must be complete.

On September 30th 2018 I’ll release the three books as a boxed set. I also have a surprise for those of you who love the traditional feeling of paper against your fingers. Between Sept and Nov 2018 I’ll release each of the novels in print. I don’t have specific dates yet but I’m sticking with these months. I’m excited, nervous, giddy and can’t wait to hold these books in hand and put them on my bookshelf.

The Sage Phoenix series

At one point I had given up on continuing Paul and Sage’s story. They didn’t provoke much interest but that was a great deal due to my marketing inexperience. It serves me right for labeling a dark romance and rough dub-con erotica as sweet, right? (I still insist it’s a sweet love story with lots of hardcore sex but I guess I’m the only one who sees it that way). They are both beautifully fucked up and I want to see their story through. The truth is, I have no clue what is next for them but I’ll find out over the summer. I’m sticking with my plan of four novellas and I’ll publish them in the autumn of 2018 – once again between September and November 2018. I’ll release the four seasons in a boxed set and probably make just one print version that contains the four books of the series.

Short stories series

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As usual, I’m putting way too much on my plate but I want to truly finish what I started and move on to the next. I’ve ignored these series for quite a while. Scarlett and V, the two leading ladies of my series Earning An A and Strangers In The Night have been patiently waiting for me to continue their adventures. (You can check out the start of the series today.)

There will be 3 more stories in Strangers In The Night and I’ll give you their boxed set at the beginning of the summer, on July 1st. Eventually, I may write more about V and the men in her life. All I will say is that while these stories are not romance they may end up with a pretty romantic ending.

The Earning an A series will change its name before I continue the tale of Scarlett, a beautiful, arrogant seductress, her professor and other new characters who will help her figure out what she wants. It started as naughty erotica but it will continue as naughty erotica, coming of age story and sad romance. The total series will consist of 8 books (each between 5 and 10k words) and you will have the boxed set on June 20th.

Maybe there are some amazing authors who think that’s nothing but to me that’s quite the workload, especially with a full-time job. Still, I’ll put the reigns on my creative energy and hit all those tiny buttons. What will happen after that? Only time shall tell.

So, what are your plans?

Time doesn’t wait so you’d better make them today.

Once again, happy 2018.

Be My Guest On Tuesday: Jennifer Bene and Destruction

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It’s been a while since I had any guests here so I thought it was appropriate to invite the lovely Jennifer Bene to showcase her latest dark romance, Destruction. As you can guess, it’s a book not intended for the faint of heart but there’s a thrilling sensuality about it, just read the teasers to feel it. Who knows, it might be just the right book to push your limits.

Do I destroy her or do I protect her?

BLURB

Vengeance and destruction are all he has left.

Lianna Mercier has everything. She’s beautiful, well-educated, her father is rich, powerful — and she works for him. The perfect little princess, raised to be just like daddy.

But it’s all a lie.

A bloody, fucked up lie, and David Gethen is about to tear it all down and destroy Lianna in the process. He wants revenge, he wants to finish the plan his father started years ago — but after he takes her, after he tortures her, he begins to realize just how wrong he may have been.

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Lianna

Hours passed as she slipped back and forth in trains of thought without progress before he finally returned. The man wore his anger like a dark aura, somehow invisible and obvious, but the slamming of the door and the rapid rise and fall of his chest had been more than enough warning.

Her father had missed another deadline.

There was no phone call, no belt, no threats, just him as he stood over her and she bit down on the inside of her cheek.

Eventually, he sat on the mattress beside her just as he had when he’d chained her down, only this time he was completely silent. His eyes moved over her first, then his hand, tracing her skin, leaving shivers in his wake, like a tiger playing with his food.

“Don’t…” she whispered on a breath as his fingers slid between her thighs, but he didn’t even pause. Thick digits slid inside her, and her hips tilted, back arching as she whined.

Still wet enough for him to move back and forth, to summon more liquid heat, to drag it to her clit and grind the bundle of nerves until she was twisting against the chains.

This was slow torture. His silence, the never-ending assault of unwanted pleasure, turning her own body against her until she had to choke off the subtle moans. Pressure was building inside her, tightening, careening her toward another shameful orgasm and those fucking eyes were on her. Watching, waiting for it.

Just as her hips started to lift, as the wet sounds from between her thighs invaded her ears, as the tension in her muscles threatened to snap — he stopped.

Her breathing came hard, nails digging painfully into her palms, and she felt tears prick her eyes as his fingers slid free. Behind the mask he was breathing just as hard, rigid muscles moving over his ribs as they expanded and contracted.

Then he positioned himself between her thighs and urgency took over his movements. Tearing at his zipper, shoving his pants down, he ripped open a condom wrapper. Cock in hand, he slid it on, abandoning the shiny foil wrapper beside them and she looked away.

“Please?” Lianna begged, whimpering, knowing it was useless and trying to prepare as he lined up and thrust deep in one smooth stroke.

For those first movements she craned her head back, staring at her bound wrists, at the wall behind her, refusing to look as he groaned and stretched her. Her body rocked, the chains clattering softly in the silence, and she felt how wet she was. It was too easy, every pinning thrust, and as he wrapped his hands around her shoulders and drove in harder she did her best to turn the moan into a cry.

This doesn’t feel good.

I don’t want this.

His knees moved out, digging into her thighs to stretch her further, ankles straining at the chains, and then he found a new angle. One that stroked his thick cock against a point inside that made her back arch, hips twitching to seek more. She gasped, unable to stop the moan, and found herself looking into his eyes. Face hovering over hers, she stared into the black fabric of the mask, something smooth overlaying a hard shell. Obscuring all his features, all of them except for his eyes, and as he stretched her again she watched his eyelids flutter closed as he groaned low. A hard snap of his hips caught her by surprise and she moaned again, louder, cursing herself as she bit down on her lip, but the damage had been done.

He started to move faster, muscles shifting in his arms and chest and abs as he drove himself deeper inside her. A keening whine escaped between clenched teeth, and she pulled on the cuffs at her wrists, meeting his eyes again to plead. “Don’t do this to me. Please.”

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David

The girl felt like heaven underneath him. Soft skin, smooth curves, and her cunt was so slick, so tight. Even with the condom he was tempted to come already, but he wanted more. More of her cries, her sweet begging as she gripped him and squirmed against the mattress.

Her eyes were so fucking blue, and it made him pause as he thrust deep, feeling the tremors in her thighs, the subtle shift of her hips as she unconsciously sought her orgasm. He hadn’t been this close to her, close enough to kiss her reddened lips, to taste her mouth, to see the hints of green in her irises that made it look like staring into the clearest ocean water.

Reaching up he slid his fingers into her hair and snapped her head back, causing her to shut those bottomless eyes and clench his cock inside her. The soft cry of pleasure and pain was one he knew too well, and it made him hungry for more.

Something woke up in the cold, something that wanted to devour the pampered little princess whole, and with all his mental processing power located below his hips he didn’t care to fight it. “Take it,” he hissed above her as he forced her head back, exposing her throat as he started to fuck her hard.

Everything blurred as she begged, cried out, pleaded with him between moans and whimpers. But all he cared about was the way her limbs contracted, the way her hips lifted, back bowing off the mattress so that her nipples grazed his chest, and the all consuming grip of her cunt around him. It was torture of the best kind to hold back, to wait, to tease her with the strokes that made her make the sweetest sounds. The little gasps that were pure pleasure.

“Please…” she moaned, and he could have sworn she was begging for more as her hips met his with a clap of skin. He wanted to reach down and bend her knees to her chest, but the cuffs were holding her down, keeping her spread.

Next time, he promised himself as he braced the arm gripping her hair and slid his other hand between them. Lifting up just enough to find her clit he worked himself inside her and rubbed. Her blonde brows pulled together, face pinching in a way that almost looked like pain, and then she panted, moaned, hips moving with each swirl of his thumb — and she came.

Hard.

Gripping him in a way that sent a surge of heat down his spine, melting the ice as he braced his other arm beside her and listened to her fall apart.

“No, no, no,” she whispered against his ear and he smiled behind the mask, thrusting hard again. Finding that rhythm that had her making sweet, pained sounds once more. She was too perfect. An angel fallen to earth, and he had her chained to the floor, but she felt too fucking good to care about the damnation he’d already assured himself.

Moving inside her was something he wished he could memorize, to feel forever. Like this. Slick, wet, trembling, and softly moaning as he worked them both to the edge this time. The demon inside him was howling, the chains clanking against the brackets in the floor as he fucked her hard enough to shift the mattress, and then he was gone. Fire stroking down his spine, balls tightening, as he came with a fierce roar.

The world went white for a split second, ears deaf, body crushing her softness as pure ecstasy blasted everything away. She was heaven, nirvana, and Shangri-La all rolled into one.

Perfect, but not innocent.

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Jennifer Bene is a USA Today bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s been in the Amazon Top 50, and had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, Suspense, Thrillers, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Horror. While she’s been writing for years, it’s always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological story lines. Don’t worry though, she always insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after, because without the dark we’d never appreciate the light.

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#WIPITUP Wednesday – The End! #BDSM #Unorthodox Chemistry

Hello there, WIPsters. I have some fantastic news (not sure if anyone reads these intro posts but just in case…) Two days ago I finally finished Unorthodox Chemistry. It will take helluva lot of editing until I whip it into something decent for reading but the hardest part is done, the first draft is finished. I’ll start editing these days and the outline of Book 3. I’m taking the weekend off so next week I’ll be missing from WIP IT UP Wednesday. Hopefully, in about two weeks time I’ll be back with snippets from Unorthodox Union. Now, normally I’d post something from the last chapters I’ve written. Since I don’t want to spoil the ending and what becomes of Thomas and Lina I’ll share with you a little something from the mid point of the book. Enjoy it. 🙂 And while we’re speaking this week I also had a new book release, a small novella about Thomas’ beginning as a Dominant. Feel free to check it out.

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.

LINA

The ballerina was so focused on her performance she didn’t realize how she found herself among the red forest spirits. One of the fiery shadows moved to her with a tango step and wrapped an arm around her slender waist. My eyes were focused on the woman in white and for a moment it was as if I heard her soft moan in my head. The dark haired one moved her lips to the trembling dancer’s neck and bit her. One of her friends crept behind the ballerina and ran her hands down her breasts.

Soon the three shadows fully surrounded her, closing the space around her, touching her sensitive body and coaxing moans of passion out of her. She kept trying to dance her way out of the circle but the more she struggled and arched her body the closer the three spirits were getting. One of them pushed her fingers in her mouth while the other was undoing the tight bun. Waves of pale auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders as she cried out, helpless, frightened and fully surrendering to the vicious, sensual attacks. Her nimble figure slowly relaxed under the teasing hands and moved in synchrony with their wicked touch.

I was watching her from below and yet at that moment I was her, I experienced every feather like touch and every rough hair pull, all her fear, desire and pent up needs. The heat between my legs grew unbearable. I pressed my thighs together but never took my eyes off the nymph on the stage as the shadows played with her breasts and flowing hair, making her lay back in their embrace.

The fiery women picked her body up and carried her like a trophy, laughing at her futile attempts to release herself. She was trembling and bending her body, her toes curled as if she was still dancing. Her struggle and their sensual captivity entranced me so much I missed the appearance of the tall man in black.

The music decreased to a soft murmur as he moved closer to the forest nymphs. He was stepping forward with all the dignity of a king and a perfectly still expression. The large hall echoed with the quiet yet haunting click clack of his leather boots. His hair was as long as that of the ravenous women but it was tied and flowed down his back, dark as his clothes and the forest behind.

That’s all for today. WIP IT UP Headquarters is waiting for you with more teasers and snippets.

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He was a Dominant on training wheels. She was a wild masochistic kitten and more than he bargained for.
Thomas has reached his breaking point.
Work, studies, lust for his sexy boss, his own kinky urges are driving him insane.
He’s sick of hiding.
In walks Kat. Sassy, creative, submissive to the bone and a hot mess of epic proportions.
The first girl who ever craved his punishing spanking, dominant touch and rough lovemaking.
What happens when her life begins falling apart?
Can Thomas put it back together with strict rules and iron discipline?
Is he strong enough to save her from herself?

Unorthodox Dom is 30,000 words erotic romance novella featuring hot, erotic action, a Dominant new to the lifestyle, a bratty submissive in need of a firm hand and a badass Dominatrix. Not a menage, no cheating. The story takes place four years prior the events in the Unorthodox Trilogy but it can be read as a standalone. Bonus material – chapter 1 of Unorthodox Therapy.

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Release date: November 20, 2017.
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Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and stories with elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM spectrum. There is usually an element of romance and tenderness but don’t expect her to write a sweet love story only with affectionate vanilla sex.

Lilah is an author of Stroker Ace, a novella focused on a young couple’s dying marriage and the mysterious Domme who helps them come to terms with their own sexuality, needs and fears. Stroker Ace has been nominated for a Best BDSM Book of 2015 at the Menage category.

In June 2016 she released her first full-length novel Unorthodox Therapy – a reverse of the traditional boss/employee relationship that explores the nature of addiction. You can expect its sequels, Unorthodox Chemistry and Union by the end of 2017.

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Excerpt Choice One (filthy)

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The room echoed with Kat’s muffled sounds while Allie ran her long nails down the girl’s body. She teased its most sensitive spots and withdrew, leaving her right on the edge, with soaked, trembling thighs and hard nipples.

I slid the long chain of the clover clamps under the one holding the nipple clamps. The cold metal slid across her hot skin and prolonged her agony. Allie picked up the vibe, turned it on and placed the smooth steel head against Kat’s clit. I crisscrossed the two chains and attached the clover clamps to her pussy lips. They pulled the flesh apart and left her inner lips and clit fully exposed.

Kat had put nipple clamps and pussy weights very high on her list of preferences. Still, that must have been quite intense even for her. Her eyes widened and she started screaming behind her gag. Her whole body was shuddering while the pain of the heavy metal clamps went through it. The sensations Allie provoked with the vibe along her inner lips and the sensitive bud of her clit added to it. No matter how much she tried to stay still, it was impossible.

Her howling when she was gagged was so hot.

I looked at Allie and picked up the crop from the bed. She nodded at me with a cruel enthusiasm and moved the vibe to Kat’s nipples. I swung the crop and hit Kat’s clit. That provoked another gagged yell and fresh tears. Our little victim shuddered so hard she had me worried for a second.

“Are we still in the green, pet?” I asked in a soft voice and patted her pussy lips with the leather rectangular piece, keeping it tame and teasing rather than harsh.

Kat nodded. For about a minute, Allie and I alternated stimulation between the vibe on her clit and the strong hits of the crop.

“You’re so beautiful when you suffer,” I whispered, drenched the edge of the crop with her thick nectar and brought it to her nose. “If I owned you, I’d keep you tied and gagged until I decided you’d had too much.”

I made the final crop hit across her chest. That earned me another agonized scream. I could watch her like this all day but I didn’t want to damage her. Using the clover clamps was already pushing the safety boundaries.

I leaned forward to kiss the line between her breasts and slowly unscrewed the metal teeth around her nipples. When the tender buds were free of the cruel bite, I went to kiss her chest, lick her nipples and ease the hot pain. My fingers stroked her other breast and rubbed the sore spots, marked in red, rough lines. I sank my teeth into her nipple and got up to look at her face, enjoying the battle in those pretty eyes.

Kat’s altered emotional and mental state made me insatiable. I wanted more of her internal struggle. So I decided to push the boundaries one more time. When I pulled my lips away from her aching nipple, I took one of the candles from the bedside table and tipped it. A thin line of wax started dripping down her skin. Allie chose that moment to remove the ball gag so Kat’s cries resounded through the room, desperate yet so sensual.

“Please… please… it’s too much.”

Her clit was pounding. I kept running the line of wax across herbody and Allie resumed the vibe torture. Kat sucked in her breath and squeezed her hands so hard she probably left marks all over her palms.

“Shhh…” I kissed her lips lightly. My tenderness contrasted to the pain provoked by the wax. “Relax, kitten. You’re really close and you were such a good girl. You can do it.”

She calmed down but the sensations were too much for her. It was getting too painful for me, too. I’d wanted to fuck her for ages. I removed the clover clamps from her cunt lips and sealed my mouth against hers, sinking teeth into her tongue so I’d make her groans louder. Kat kissed me back as if her life depended on it. Her sounds echoed in my mouth when I deepened the kiss and pushed three fingers into her dripping hole, opening it wider. My thumb dug at her clit, working on her most sensitive spots.

I broke the kiss and slapped her breast to make her focus on my words.

“On all fours. Eyes to the headboard.”

When Kat bent over to take the position, I got a satisfying view of her bright red lips and puckering asshole. Her knees were weak and I knew she’d cum anytime soon.

Excerpt Choice Two (non-explicit)

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I gasped in shock the first time I visited her place. It was in stark contrast to my well-ordered home. Kat lived in a studio apartment and its entire floor surface was covered with sketches and drawings in different stages of completion. Her bed and chairs were draped with fabrics of all colors and patterns. There was a mannequin in the corner of the room. Kat had put one of her latest designs on it. I had no idea what the official name for such a dress was. It was shorter at the front, knee-length, and longer at the back, trimmed with lace and with a V-neckline. Itwas also the type of dress I loved seeing my girlfriend wear, especially with nothing else on.

Her apartment looked like an explosion of colors and different clothes happened there. The kitchen corner was crowded with mugs of half-finished coffee. Kat nervously explained she was usually out all day and didn’t have time to do any housekeeping.

That didn’t surprise me. She was always late for our dates. Her time management skills were lacking and she could hardly keep up with all her tasks. The worst part was that even if she had a thousand ongoing projects, that wouldn’t stop her from venturing into a new activity.

I appreciated her artistic and chaotic nature but I couldn’t handle that disaster.

“That’s no excuse.” I smirked and drew her closer to me. “You deserve to be punished.”

Kat glowed. She was just about to get down on her knees and utter, “Yes, sir”. I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her waist.

“No, naughty girl. There will be no spanking for you.”

She blinked in surprise.

“I have to be punished for keeping my room in such a mess, Master.”

“And punished you will be.” I slapped her ass very lightly. “Strip to your stockings.”

Kat grinned wickedly and began undressing with enthusiasm. She was swaying her breasts and hips in a dance-like rhythm and staring at me with her hypnotizing eyes. Poor girl. All the allure wouldn’t save her from the cruelty I’d inflict upon her.

When Kat removed her dress, bra and high heels, I slipped my hand in her panties and lazily slid a finger down her mound. She moaned out and raised her waist so I’d press my finger harder against her. I smiled and pulled away.

“No, pet. Like I said, this is punishment.”

Kat stared at me with confusion and lost some of her seductive confidence.

“Now…” I walked to a nearby chair, covered in a pile of her dresses, skirts, and underwear. I gathered the clothes and put them on her bed. Then I sat down on the chair with all my authority. “Your punishment is to clean this room.”

“What?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “But that’s not fair.”

“Ah…” I rubbed my chin and smiled at her. “You have a problem with some terms for someone who has been in the lifestyle for as long as you. It’s called punishment for a reason, Kat. You’re not supposed to enjoy it.”

She had told me that ours was the first relationship she’d been in that included kink and power play. Of course, she had a lot of experience as a pro sub and plenty of friends with benefits arrangements. However, she’d never had a boyfriend and a Domin one person.

Kat looked miserable in that moment and yet so adorable I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Gather all your sketches and drawings. Sort them into three columns. Completed, half-finished and abandoned ideas.”

“Jeez… I knew you were orderly but do you have OCD or something?” She was still pouting like a little girl with her arms folded.

“Keep your arms down. Stop sassing me if you want to get your reward, you bad girl.” I slapped her thigh and Kat obeyed at the drop of a hat. “When you’re done, you’ll gather your clothes and put them back in your drawer. The dirty ones go to your laundry basket. When you finish this, you will do your dishes and clean the floor. Questions?”

“Yes!” She kept the cute frown on her face. “Who are you and what did you do to my boyfriend?”

“I’m your Master, darling, and you’ve been in need of discipline for way too long.” I smiled at her. “I see you still don’t get it.”

Excerpt three (romantic)

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When the insane pleasure subsided, I’d untie Kat, kiss her lips and cuddle her for some time. I’d whisper to her I had really needed it and tell her to go and take a shower as I still had a lot to do.

Kat would make coffee and force me to eat. The best part of her presence was when she quietly knelt at my feet and put her head on my thigh. It usually happened late at night. She’d close her eyes and just stay there, not attempting to touch or tease me. Kat was just like a kitten in those moments, seeking the closeness of her owner. It was beautiful. I’d stroke her hair and whisper in a soothing voice.

“Go to bed, little one. I’ll just stay a little longer.”

“I’m fine here,” she’d whisper in a sleepy voice and suppress a yawn.

I’d smile and put her on my lap to kiss her tenderly.

“I know, pet, but I want you to be well-rested.” I ran my fingers through her soft tresses. “I’ll give you a special surprise tomorrow if you’re a good girl.”

Usually, Kat wasn’t too thrilled but she obeyed. She hated sleeping alone. That would give me an incentive to be done faster with my task.

The moment I slipped under the covers next to her was always so warm and intimate. Especially when she rolled over onto her side and cuddled against me, whispering how much she missed me.

I’d probably survive my exams even without Kat. Somehow, though, she made this time easier and helped me not to lose my sanity with stress. The longer I spent with her, the more I was shredding my old insecurities and fears.

Again, how did I ever get so lucky?