“You’re tomorrow night’s entertainment. And that means, you
accept the consequences for your mistakes last night. On stage. In front of a
crowd.”
Blurb:
Diamond Barrett has spent the last four years hiding in
plain sight, working as a show girl in Las Vegas, trying to forget the painful
memories of her mother's untimely death. When the details of the gruesome
accident finally surface on the morning of her 25th birthday, Diamond's pain
leads her to a series of bad choices that result in the loss of her job.
Now what?
Paxton Donovan's very presence exudes dominance and captures
the attention of everyone around him. He has spent years creating his brand as
a business owner and professional dominant. There is no time for anything that
interferes with the order with which he runs his business and life. Structure,
order, rules, discipline. Business without pleasure. No distractions.
But nothing could have prepared Pax for Diamond as their two
worlds collide and both of their perfectly ordered and quiet lives combust.
Will their undeniable attraction and intense passion be worth the risk of pain
and heartache as they shatter their safe lives?
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Excerpt : (R)
“You need to remember your place,” he scolded, punctuating
each word with a hard swat to her denim clad cheeks. “And, I am going to help
you with that.”
With that settled, he let go of her arm. “Stay in position.”
Reaching around her, with both hands, he found the button of her shorts, and
released it, deftly sliding the shorts down to her ankles, and her panties with
them.
She whimpered, softly, a guttural groan in the back of her
throat. She knew that whatever came next would not be good, but she stayed in
position.
“Put your feet apart, and grab your ankles.”
Pax stood back, watching as she followed his instructions,
bringing her bits into full view. She had been waxed last week, and the results
were something he would never tire of seeing.
She peered at him, glaring up from the space between her
legs. Her expression seemed to challenge him. “What now?” she seemed to be
saying.
“Patience, my little sub,” he purred, moving closer to her,
so that she was back within arm’s reach, watching her face soften at his
expression. Calling a sub, “sub” always seemed to hit that button, and he
enjoyed watching them melt right before he claimed them.
He slapped her ass, watching with satisfaction as the skin
bounced and reddened under the impact of his hand.
“Who’s in charge here, little sub?” he growled, nearly
panting through his controlled arousal. He would play with her, and teach her a
lesson, but there would be no sexual release for either of them.
They were at
her father’s house for God’s sake.
“You are, Sir” she squealed, as he pressed against her
tightly puckered opening. Her face was flushed and she was biting her lip, as
she tried to give up control, fighting her instinct to move away from his
prodding fingers. He smiled to himself, recognizing the signs. She had never
been touched here before.
“My little sub seems to be an anal virgin,” he teased,
growing hard himself as he pushed his index finger past her tight virgin
barrier.
“Yes, sir!” she squeaked out. “And I was hoping to keep it
that way!”
Shaking his head, he chuckled deeply at her hesitancy.
“That’s not going to happen, pet. There is no quicker way to remind a naughty
sub of her place than by claiming her naughty bottom hole.”
He pumped his finger in and out slowly, watching as she
struggled to hold position against this new violation. She was uncomfortable,
sure, and sorry for her misstep, which was kind of the point, but her
glistening pussy told the story the rest of her would never tell. She was horny
as fuck. She didn’t want to be turned on with a finger in her ass—they never
did, but she was.
“Naughty subs get their bottoms punished often, pet. Anal
punishments are a powerful tool in my arsenal, as you will soon learn. Don’t
worry, I’ll be gentle, and will train your naughty little hole to take more and
more each time, and someday, you will take my cock here, and you will scream as
I fuck your naughty little ass. It will happen, my pet. There’s no avoiding it.
That day will come.”
Author Bio:
Writing has been a passion of mine since I was 9 years old,
and I always dreamed of becoming an author, but life happens and sometimes that
first step seems like a giant leap. I credit a life changing move from the
Oregon to Utah in the fall of 2013 as the catalyst that began my writing
career.
I now reside in Southern Utah with my husband, my two
children, two dogs, my mother, my 90 year old grandfather and a lizard named
Leo.
I write what I love to read, which is fun romantic stories
about submission in its many forms, and often joke that my stories get slightly
dirtier with each one I write. When I am not writing, I enjoy my passions,
which include cooking, drinking good coffee and good wine, shopping for crazy knee
socks, celebrating with sushi for every occasion, and most of all spending time
with my friends and family.
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