Sensual Thursday {16}: Savoring Her Dominance

After taking a week off to promote the Ice Cream blog hop, I'm excited to share another a snippet from my upcoming release, Under His Domme's Control. Tentatively scheduled to come out (as long as no gremlins muck up the works.) on August 5th, I hope you enjoy a sneak peek in the dynamics between Hope, an experienced Domme, and her husband, Steven.  It takes a special man to submit to his woman - but I do believe Steven finds the rewards well worth it.  

300 Word Snippet:

“Yes, Ma’am.” Steven rose to his feet and winced when the tight crotch of his uniform pants pinched at his hard-on. Now, that he didn’t have his face buried in Hope’s sweet pussy, his cock was making its displeasure known. Despite his aching balls, the contentment he felt at giving over to his wife was addictive. In her arms, he didn’t have to be in charge of anything. He could relax and let her take them where she wanted. He didn’t have to be the perfect lover who controlled every move. All he had to do was listen to what his mistress wanted. The idea he could simply be her man had unleashed a side of him he’d never experienced with any of his previous lovers. 

One that I never expected to love – which is probably why Ma’am rocks my world each time we come together. 

“Up on the bench.” 

Hope’s words startled him out of his thoughts. “Yes, Ma’am.” He pivoted, then hoisted himself up on the bench. 

“Unfasten your pants. I want to play with my cock.” Her demand sent shivers down his spine, but he obeyed, his fingers fumbling in their eagerness. 

A sigh of relief escaped him as his cock almost exploded out of its confines when she brushed his fingers aside, parting the heavy material. The draft of humid air caressed his bare aching flesh – almost like a lover’s touch.

“So hard.” Her tone was almost sad as she looked up at him. “Does it ache, sweetheart?” Her thumb brushed across his glans before her hand wrapped around his length.

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Sensual Thursday {15} - If Only She Knew...

So once again, it's Thursday - which means it's time for Sensual Thursday.  And this week, my 200-300 word snippet is coming from one of my current works in progress. This book, Benevolent Master - the third installment in my Doms of Napa Valley, is tentatively scheduled to come out in the fall - September I'm hoping but we'll see how the edits flow - and if my kids let me work or not.   

But please feel free to enjoy the delicious Kaleb - as he has the most naughty thoughts about the new woman he just met - and his friends  who can't resist teasing him. 

Snippet: 

“So when are you going to talk to Ethan about her?”

Kaleb frowned, wishing the man would just drop it. “About who?”

“Alyce.” Stephanie gave him a big grin. “Under all those layers is a submissive that is crying out to be released. Based on the way she responded to you, it wouldn’t take much to have her bound to your bed and begging to come. Whether you do or not…” She shrugged and gave him another wicked grin. Evidently, his reputation as a Dominant who loved controlling a woman’s pleasure - until she only came on his command had proceeded him.

Although the idea of having the pretty redhead at his mercy - of dripping hot wax across her bare mound as he used a bullet to tease her clit had his fingers itching to do just that, he forced himself to not react. “Nicky, I think you need to take your sub in hand. She doesn’t have the slightest clue what she’s talking about.”

Nicky chuckled and gave Stephanie’s ass a squeeze. “Taking her in hand is one of my favorite things.” He tipped his sub’s head up and pressed a kiss against her parted lips, then released her.

She whispered to Nicky, but loud enough for Kaleb to hear clearly. “I think Master Kaleb protests a bit too much. I think, if only the situation were different, that shy little Alyce would end up either on a spanking bench or kneeling naked in front of our friend here.”

If she only knew…

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Monday Moans {1} - Submission

So just like everyone else, I dread Mondays.  I don't know why, in my EDJ I sometimes have Mondays off - so it can't be the fact that it's the start of new work week.  Maybe it's just because it's Monday.  Anyway, I usually need a little pick me up, so I'm going to share my inspiration for  today's writing. Enjoy as I head back into the editing cave to put the finishing touches on Under His Domme's Control. 

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Saturday AfterDark Moments {10}: Obedience

Hey peeps it's once agian time for a Saturday AfterDark Moment. This time I took a stock picture I recently purchased for the creation of a new cover for my upcoming serial, Jamison's Redemption, and revisited my couple from a previous AfterDark Moment.  I hope you enjoy Obedience.  And be sure to hit up the other peeps who participated this week. There links are below. 

Dakota  

Saturday AfterDark Moments {10}: Obedience 

Shifting against my bonds, I tried to not feel exposed. This wasn’t the first, or even the second time I’d offered my body up to Sir’s camera. Our first time in a secluded cabin in the woods had opened my eyes to the possibilities, while our night out at a small Italian bistro had cemented our relationship. Each subsequent shoot had brought us one step closer to this moment. 

“Beautiful Samantha. Absolutely beautiful.” The click of the shudder and the whirl of the advancer was familiar. I relaxed in against the shackles holding my arms above my head. Balanced on my tiptoes, I could feel the unseen tendrils of mist teasing my skin, the brush of my hair against my bare back, and of course the building desire in breasts and sex as my Sir stepped close enough for me to smell his cologne. The blind fold he’d chosen for me, kept me in a dark sensual world even as it heightened my other senses. 

“Thank you, Sir.” The words passed my lips on a sigh.

“No, I should be thanking you.” His lips whispered over my shoulder, sending shards of pleasure through me. “For…your trust,” the word was pressed against my spine causing gooseflesh to cover my back. “…for your submission.” The wet flick of his tongue against the base of my spine made me moan as my Sir teased my flesh. Liquid desire coated my thighs. I needed him, wanted his domination. Would he actually give me the ultimate gift tonight? 

“Sir, please…´ I clenched my thighs together to relieve my ache. 

“Spread them, Samantha.” His order was firm but soft. 

I groaned, but obeyed. Shuffling my legs apart, I awaited his next command. I nearly disobeyed when I heard it.

“Do not come.” Then the hot flick of his tongue over my weeping folds as he stroked up and down my bare flesh consumed me. A foreign male hiss before the click of the camera only accented the slow, devastating caress Sir gave my clit, before he parted me and exposed my tender insides for the camera. I gritted my teeth and jerked against the chains as his warm breath now cool teased my overheated sex. 

“Sir!” 

He hummed against me, his lips tugging at me until I thought for sure I’d disobey. The need to come kept building as the shutter of camera continued. My legs began to tremble in an effort keep from giving into the pleasure. I had to wait. Then two of Sir’s fingers invaded me, rubbing over the sensitive tissues. “Come.” His command was breathed against my clit as his fingers thrust deep. 

“Shit.” I tossed my head back, exposing my collar to the camera as the pleasure rushed over me, shaking me to my core. 

“Damn, Jeff, you’re going to love these pictures.” The voice of Sir’s assistant barely registered as I floated back down. “The look on her face is exquisite – a perfect blend of lust, pleasure and obedience.”

Be sure to stop by and visit the rest of 

the Saturday AfterDark Moments

The AfterDark World with Ray Sostre

Pablo Michaels' Man to Man Romantic Fiction

Angelica Dawson

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Flash 52 {1} – A Master’s Due: A Submissive’s Choice

Okay peeps, I've joined several challenges this year and Flash 52 happens to be one of them. So what the deal? Well come back to my blog every Wednesday and you'll find a sexy piece of flash from me, based on a picture which has been provided for me. So join me as I take up the challenge Kharisma has thrown down for me.  (And just a warning. The first 12 weeks of flash will have a BDSM slant - so if you don't enjoy BDSM shorts, this is definitely not the flash for you!)  Also don't forget to stop by HERE to visit all the other peeps joining me in this madness.