Hello my lovelies!
Today I'm sharing with you something brand new, a book I just started writing this weekend and still has a long way to go, but let me introduce you to Olivia, a woman you all met in A Gift for the Doctor, and Wes, a staple in both books you have come to know, and love.
“Then do it. I’m not going to strip
for you bastards,” she replied, her defiance clear. She shook her head, and his
fingers released her. Arching her back and crossing her arms over her chest,
she stood strong in front of him. Feeling the Erassans behind her move in closer,
she stiffened, expecting hands to grab her limbs any second, in order to keep
her still and pliant for Wes’ demands. Instead, he held his hand up and she
felt nothing. No hands clenched around her arms, no one grabbed her hair.
Nothing happened.
“Olivia, have you ever been spanked
before?” A strange look of glee came over Wes’ lips, as he lifted his chin in
inquiry. Silently, she shook her head, giving him the answer he was looking
for. Suddenly, a nervous feeling came over her. Had she made the right
decision? He wouldn’t really do that to her, would he?”
The moment she saw him smile, she
knew she had made the wrong decision. Her stomach dropped to the floor as a
sadistic look came over him. She saw his back straighten as he stepped towards
her, his hands flexing at his sides. His power overcame her, and she couldn’t
move, his mental abilities shutting down her abilities to control her own body.
Wes was in complete control of her.
Time seemed to slow as he came to a
stop before her, his fingers lifting to trail down the length of her chin,
igniting her flesh with his touch. A line of fire shot straight down, deep into
her core. If she could have squeezed her thighs together, she would’ve.
Instead, her breathing became steady pants, as his touch inched down her
throat, slowly making his way to her collarbone. She had never felt more alive
than she did at that moment.
Without pause, Wes grabbed the
collar of her grimy shirt with both hands, and before she knew it, tore it
straight down the front. She gasped in shock as he fingered her bra next,
before he decimated it in seconds. Her chest heaving, she could do nothing as
he pushed the fabric up and over her shoulders, so that she stood completely
topless before him.
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Loved that. There's nothing quite like tearing off clothes
ReplyDeleteDelicious am I right?
DeleteWow! What a hot snippet, Sara! I can't wait to see how their relationship develops!
ReplyDeleteThanks Maisy! :-)
DeleteI'm with Ashe, I sort of love it when they start tearing clothes from bodies. :) :)
ReplyDelete*wink*
DeleteGood to know.