Blurb:
Skye hides her secret
fantasies because good girls don’t long for the kink she dreams about. When her
subconscious cravings continue to cause sleepless nights, she takes the biggest
step of her life and seeks out a local BDSM club. She’s horrified and
enthralled, but too prudish to admit this is the life her mind and body desire.
She’s not like these people, or is she?
The club’s owner has seen her response before and gives Skye a folded piece of paper with an address, a date, and time. She finds herself knocking…
Elijah waits on the other side of the door. Dominant, arrogant, and lonely—he’s looking for the perfect submissive to cater to his desires and share the lifestyle he relishes.
Is Skye the one? Is Elijah the missing puzzle piece that will allow Skye to release her inhibitions and embrace her kinky side? Or will tragedy keep Elijah from Claiming Skye?
The club’s owner has seen her response before and gives Skye a folded piece of paper with an address, a date, and time. She finds herself knocking…
Elijah waits on the other side of the door. Dominant, arrogant, and lonely—he’s looking for the perfect submissive to cater to his desires and share the lifestyle he relishes.
Is Skye the one? Is Elijah the missing puzzle piece that will allow Skye to release her inhibitions and embrace her kinky side? Or will tragedy keep Elijah from Claiming Skye?
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Excerpt : (Spanky) - THE BEST KIND RIGHT? HEHE....
The next
slap hit the other side of her ass, the pain more intense this time. Elijah had
a
way of
spanking her, of snapping his hand against her flesh that felt more like a bite
than just his flesh against hers. But it was his skin touching hers, and that's
what she loved, beyond the pain.
"Bend
over."
Elijah's
voice was rough, his breathing fast. She wanted to turn around, to
see his
face, the lust she knew she'd see. But that was against the rules. So she bent
from the waist, moving her feet apart to keep her balance.
"Feet
together."
She
hesitated, then pulled her left foot against her right. With her hands behind
her and
her feet
together, it was hard to keep her balance. For a moment she wavered, the
muscles in her legs tightening as she fought for control. Finally, she found
her center, found her balance. Elijah touched her briefly on her leg, running a
finger along the crease at the top of her thighs, beneath her buttocks, then
moving his fingers between her legs, rubbing against her wetness. She closed
her eyes, concentrating on keeping her balance as he slipped one finger into
her. For a moment, he wiggled his finger, the fluttering feeling inside her
making her gasp. Then he slid his finger out, moving it forward, slowly
circling her clit.
Out of
reflex, her hips jerked forward, knees buckling slightly as something clenched
deep inside
her. But the effort to keep her balance forced her to hold still, even as
Elijah rubbed her clit harder, fingers moving faster, and despite herself, her
legs tensed again, but she managed to hold her stance.
"Good
girl." His voice was very close to her ear, and she realized with a start
he was no
longer sitting,
but standing behind her. "Very good girl."
Her heart
swelled with love. Elijah rarely complimented her during a scene, and it
reinforced
how special this was, for both of them. He struck her right cheek, much harder
this time. She swayed to the left under the impact, her weight thrown to the
side. With a strangled sound she dug her toes into the carpet, willing herself
not to move her feet even one inch apart.
Elijah
caressed her, rubbing his hand gently over her stinging skin, his other hand
still
buried
between her legs, one finger gently thrusting into her slick wetness. The sharp
pain sank into her, heating the fire that he'd lit inside her. The tension in
her legs lessened under Elijah's gentle touch, both from his hand on her ass,
and from his finger slowly circling her clit. She breathed deeply, trying to
gain control, not to let herself let go too soon, to prolong this amazing
pleasure Elijah was giving her.
But the
next slap sent her reeling, her body leaning far to the right, her left foot
coming
off the
floor. She cried out, the pain more intense than she'd ever felt, the
counterpoint of Elijah's finger thrusting inside her bringing her to the edge.
Her cry was almost desperate, the desire to straighten almost overwhelming.
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