Just Desserts: Persephone Jones and Felicity Kates

JUST DESSERTS: A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights presented by SecretHungers.com

Just Desserts is a buffet of deliciously naughty stories. These delights are as diverse as the authors who write them. It is my pleasure to reveal two of the more than twenty contributing authors to Just Desserts-debut, new, multi-published, award-winning and bestselling authors. ENJOY TODAY'S SPECIAL! Today, we feature one new and award-winning, multi-published author. Take a moment to get to know them.

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Cherry Tart by Persephone Jones

A stand-alone erotic short story

contemporary erotic romance

#erotic, #dessert, #cherry, #tart, #contemporary, #anthology, #short story

  Divorced Cherry Hartley has an embarrassment of riches. A beautiful house, a flourishing business and not one but two gorgeous men living across the street from her. Both of whom keep sending her unmistakable come-hither looks. She could pick bad boy Bryce, whose reputation in bed precedes him. Or she could choose newly arrived good guy, Gavin. Lucky for Cherry, Gavin has a sweet tooth. She knows exactly how she'd like to welcome the handsome young architect to the neighborhood...with a yummy homemade cherry tart.

Get to know Persephone

Persephone Jones lives in the piney woods of east Texas with her computer geek husband, two dogs and one cat. The only child of divorced parents, she learned early on to entertain herself by inventing imaginary worlds where the dragons are tame and the damsels don’t stress. She spends most of her time reading, writing, and listening to those pesky muses. Apparently they like horror movies, eighties music and Tex-Mex. Unfortunately muses don’t do housework. But always just in the nick of time they swoop in and rescue her with a hunky hero, a smartass heroine and a happy ending. Her works in include contributions in two award-winning anthologies, His and Alpha's Claim.

This sexiest food is:

Dessert of course! Got to save the best for last.

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

1. I love horror movies. I’m a hardcore horror film addict. 2. I love iced tea like most people like coffee. 3. I have an encyclopedic knowledge of music and very eclectic tastes. 4. I have a fear of heights. 5. I’m left-handed. As a child, I wrote my letters backwards.

The sexiest place in the world is:

I'm a bit of a homebody and feel most comfortable at home. So, probably the bedroom!

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Super-Sex Me - Felicity Kates

Stand-alone Erotic Short-Story from the Little Miss Kick-Ass series

erotic romance, paranormal, superhero, cosplay, nerdrotica

#erotic, #romance, #Sexy, #food, #superhero, #cosplay, #PNR, #OneNightStand, #Fika, #Fetish, #hotread

Astrid Bitten isn’t smitten. All she wants is a night of sexual adventure to bring some excitement to her lonely life. When she meets the most gorgeous guy she’s ever seen at a Fan Expo convention, she jumps at the chance to explore what lies beneath the stretchy spandex of his superhero suit. But is she ready to discover the truth of her secret cravings? Race Lindstrom wants a second chance. At life, at love, at using the gods-given talents he’s been born with for good rather than evil. When he spies the golden-haired goddess across a crowded room, he knows he’ll never let her go. But second chances don’t come easy. He’ll have to satisfy her deepest hunger if he wants to make her his forever.

Get to know Felicity

Felicity Kates is a mild-mannered manager by day. At night, she trades in her sensible shoes for stilettos and lets her imagination run wild. Felicity enjoys writing fun, flirty fantasies that combine geek humor with strong characters who have super-sexy desires. She lives off of coffee and dreams and loves to go for walks along the shores of Lake Ontario taking pictures of whatever catches her eye. A romantic at heart, Felicity and is a firm believer in shopping therapy to warm up the cold Canadian winters, but can most often be found enjoying the quiet company of her husband and son, whom she loves very, very much.

The sexiest food is:

Whipped cream. It tastes like heaven and it comes in a can, so you can spray dirty words on your partner and then have fun licking them off again.

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

• 1) I worked in an animation studio in Toronto for several years, creating kids TV shows. 2) I have no tattoos or piercings, not even pierced ears. 3) I grew up reading science fiction and fantasy and didn't read my first romance novel until I was 25. 4) Johnny Depp and I go way back, but Luke Skywalker was my first crush. 5) I have a fear of heights and would rather take a 3 day train trip than a four hour flight.

Sexiest place on earth is:

The igloo village hotel in Iceland. The domes are made of special glass that resist frost, so you can make love under the northern lights while keeping warm and toasty in the middle of winter.

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Just Desserts: Meet J.S. Snow and Terri George

JUST DESSERTS: A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights presented by SecretHungers.com

Just Desserts is a buffet of deliciously naughty stories. These delights are as diverse as the authors who write them. It is my pleasure to reveal two of the more than twenty contributing authors to Just Desserts-debut, new, multi-published, award-winning and bestselling authors. ENJOY TODAY'S SPECIAL! Today, we feature one new and multi-published author. Take a moment to get to know them.

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Claiming by J.S. Snow

A stand-alone erotic short story

erotic romance

#claiming, #nutella, #erotic, #romance

  Celebrating the success of his number one New York Times Best Selling work, Will Clayton decides to in style with a mouth watering filet served in the finest five star restaurant, and then later claiming his woman in the most intimate and ultimate way. The outgoing and sexual adventurous Jay Hodges is more than willing to sate Will’s craving for her beautiful ass, all the while satisfying cravings of her very own.

Get to know J.S.

J.S. Snow began her literary obsession at the tender age of eleven with the first voluntarily read book Dear God It’s Me Margaret by Judy Blum. Only a few years later her fascination with fictional offerings really took root as she stepped into the mind of one of her hero’s Stephen King through his work Christine. Now that her fascination with fictional literature has firmly taken root, she is now seriously considering a twelve step program for her e-reader addiction, feeds her fascination of fiction with new literary offerings via her coveted e-reader, has a passion for dark chocolate, sweet tea and Heavy Metal music. She is the proud mother of a downright spectacular daughter (who was head banging in the belly) and lives with the belief that the mind where the imagination lives is a far more entertaining place than TV or movies ever will be. J.S. Snow currently resides in Central Florida and has been in the administrative office field for twenty eight years.

This sexiest food is:

There is nothing sexier in my opinion that freshly picked and cut fruit. Something about the natural and erotic juices that flows from each piece keeps the mind constantly wandering and wondering.

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

1. I wanted to be one of the first woman allowed to serve in military combat. 2. I am a tree hugging, save the spotted owl, birkenstock wearing liberal originally from the pacific northwest and will NEVER apologize for that. 3. I revel in the rare moments when I can say, "I finally figured it out." 4. Little kids freak me out, in fact, I don't really like them at all. Glad mine is now twenty-one. 5. I have hundreds of small panic attacks, every, single, day.

The sexiest place in the world is:

In the middle of the Moab desert, in a tent. Why? So when I really let loose, there's no one pounding on the wall asking me to shut the hell up.

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Feast on Me by Terri George

Stand-alone Erotic Short-Story

Contemporary Erotic Romance Ménage

#contemporary, #erotic, #romance, #kink, #erotica, #ménage,

They have the perfect marriage. They are happy. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to keep her. There’s nothing she wouldn’t do for him. Even agreeing to the ultimate test of her love. But will their love survive it?

Get to know Terri

From a small child, Terri George has loved to lose herself in stories. She’s a firm believer that if heaven exists, it contains every novel ever written and has big squishy sofas to curl up on and read for all eternity.Her comedy play, The Magazine was performed at The Bush Theatre in London and her poetry has been published in several anthologies. However, what she really wanted to write were novels. With several unfinished manuscripts languishing in the depths of her computer’s hard drive, it was her discovery of erotic romance that led her to the realisation this is the genre she should be writing. As English as they come, Terri couldn’t survive without tea. From Rachmaninov to Aerosmith her taste in music is best described as eclectic. And she makes a mean chocolate cake.

The sexiest food is:

Slivers of succulent fruit are SO sensual. Feeding them to your partner... all those juices running down your fingers (and who know where else) just begging to be licked off...And don't we all agree that chocolate is seriously sexy? Why? Because eating the stuff produces all those delicious endorphins and the phenylethylamines in chocolate releases dopamine into the same pleasure centres of the brain as an orgasm does. And think of the fun that can be had with chocolate body paint!

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

• It may not seem it from my FB posts, but in RL I can actually be quite shy. A small gathering of people I can handle, but parties - especially those where I only know the person I'm going with or who's giving it - terrify me.
• Although I like to cut loose every once in a while, truth be told I'm a homebody. Apart from the obvious reasons, that's why I'd love to be a full-time writer. I could stay home in my PJs writing, reading and laughing with my friends on Facebook.
• I hate promoting myself. Maybe it's the shyness kicking in or something to do with me being English. We see self promotion as bragging and boasting. Two very undesirable attributes to have.
• I don't know how surprising this is and certainly people who know me know this about me, but I've been vegetarian for over twenty years. It's not that I have a problem with eating animals per se, but I do have a huge problem with how animals are kept and slaughtered. And the thought of wearing fur is anathema to me.
• Okay time to confess - even at the risk of offending. I don't believe in God. I'd always struggling with the concept of God, but after reading Richard Dawkins' The God Delusion I breathed a huge sigh of relief realising it was okay not to believe. If your faith brings you comfort then I'm happy for you. Just don't ram it down my throat. You see how this works? You have the right to believe and I have the right to not believe. So please don't take my non-belief as a personal insult.

Sexiest place on earth is:

Okay I'm going to cheat here. Why do you need to be somewhere exotic for a sexy interlude as this question implies? I'm a firm believer that it's not where you are, but who you're with that matters. Great sex doesn't require an exotic backdrop. If you're with the right person and all you're thinking about is that person and how good it feels then locale is irrelevant.

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Breathless Monday: Secret Identities Vol. 1

Ever wonder what it’s like to fall in love with a caped crusader? Or perhaps you would rather be a damsel who loves to fall into the wrong hands? Breathless Press presents seven sultry tales of adventure filled with superpowers that would make any pants quiver with excitement. Face foes who are too hot to resist, and find love on the wrong side of the spectrum. These dashingly dangerous authors will have you thirsty for more:

Brantwijn Serrah

Jen Bradlee

Winter Bayne

McKayla Schutt

Ivy Bateman

Find out what’s under the cape...

eBook Buy Link

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Right Where I Want You by Brantwijn Serrah

Clarion City's Midnight Defender finds himself in the clutches of his arch-rival, the sultry villainess codenamed The Mink. She'll give him the chance to win back his freedom...but only if he gives her everything she wants.

Manipulator by Jen Bradlee

Manipulation has always come second nature to Addison, but an unexpected ally takes the time to show her where her true value lies.

Heroes for Hire: Striker by Winter Bayne

Shade is an average woman until the government changes her with superhuman powers. Striker is ex-military who sees the benefit of altered humans and turns his vision into a business, Heroes for Hire. On opposing sides, passions flare for them leaving one unanswered question—how good can sex get?

Hear the Heat by McKayla Schutt

Being a mind reader, Kelly struggles to find the perfect man as she puts criminals in jail. At a speed dating night she meets the sexy detective Brad in Richmond, VA. Find out if they can make it past the one night.

Edged in Flame by Ivy Bateman

"You and I can light up the world together."

Ever since Lizzy first slipped into her super suit, she's longed to hear words such the perfect hot partner. But now that it's happened, have they been said by the right man?

Playing Hard to Get by Brantwijn Serrah

Brooke doesn't really play well with others, and she wants nothing to do with an organization out to recruit "talent" like her. It's a little tough to refuse, though, when they send a recruiter with some very special talents of his own...

Bound in Memories by Jen Bradlee

Adele realizes too late that behind the façade of the perfect gentleman who saved her from prison beats the heart of a ruthless villain.

Breathless Monday: Mr. A

A short, hot, bedtime read with a lot of dominance, some ménage, and a little spanking—all in a moving vehicle.

The inexperienced Miss V joins the mysterious and demanding Mr. A for a steamy fling. She's prepared to acquiesce to his every request, but when, in no time at all, things get down and dirty with a side of kink, she's shocked.

A short, torrid bedtime read.

EXCERPT

For a moment, shocked, I open my mouth to object. I almost pull away. But I do not. I remember I must oblige him; I know I am only here to please him. Whatever he wishes to do to me, I must acquiesce. And crazily that knowledge makes me hotter, makes me passionately want him to continue.

I open my eyes and our gazes lock. I can't quite understand what I see in his eyes. It seems to be a mixture of triumph, amusement, and pleasure. Then, as he continues to plunge into me, it changes, and I am looking at lust personified.

Buy link:

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BIO

Fashion photographer, Juliet Chastain, loves to tell stories and when she isn't creating a scenario with her camera, she's pounding out a tale on her keyboard. Just as she knows how to shoot models and clothes and make a story out of them, she can take a character or an idea that pops into her head and work them into a book

Juliet writes short romances—everything from a sweet-natured werewolf rescuing a nice woman in a bad situation (Cry of the Wolf) to the nameless woman fulfilling a naughty fantasy in Intruder.

Contact Juliet

juliet@julietchastain.com

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Just Desserts: Introducing Lee Rene and Kristin Aragon

JUST DESSERTS: A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights presented by SecretHungers.com

Just Desserts is a buffet of deliciously naughty stories. These delights are as diverse as the authors who write them. It is my pleasure to reveal two of the more than twenty contributing authors to Just Desserts-debut, new, multi-published, award-winning and bestselling authors. ENJOY TODAY'S SPECIAL! Today, we feature one new and one debut author. Even though neither of these ladies are new to writing fiction, they are indulging in some naughty delights.

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The Sweetness in the Pudding by Lee Rene

A stand-alone erotic short story

erotic romance

#NOLA #erotic #neworleans #frenchquarter #warmpudding #sweetness

  Lizzie, a New Orleans native and recent college graduate, has come to a standstill in her first relationship. She loves Nicholas, a young law student, but because of his misplaced religious notions, he refuses to be sexual with her. They live in the most sexual city in the States yet he refuses to even French kiss her. After their turbulent breakup, Lizzie flees to the Vieux Carre for comfort food. She's unaware that Nicholas has followed her into one of the Quarter's bakery shops. The place is a strange, old-fashioned sweet-shop, deserted except for the proprietress who escorts them into a private drawing room. Lizzie and Nicholas decide to share a bowl of banana pudding and end up sharing a great deal more.

Get to know Lee

Lee is a jazz-loving author of Erotic Romances, Young Adult and New Adult novels. She had the good fortune of being born in one the most diverse cities in the world, sun-kissed Los Angeles. The City of the Angels is more than just palm trees, toned bodies and beaches, it’s a fusion of people, languages and cultures. In the past, She worked as a lifestyle writer for magazines in Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York and Vancouver as well as entertainment journalist and movie reviewer in print, online, and on radio in the Los Angeles area. She is a student of American History and her works are usually set in the past. When she's not writing away, she spends her time watching movies from the golden era on TCM, delving into history, enjoying classical music and jazz and reading Gothic literature. Her first published novel is an erotic romance written under my nom de plume, Lee Rene. Her interest in writing Erotic Romance started percolating when she read work by J. Kenner and Sylvia Day. Although she attempted to write romance novels in the past, she found her voice in the world of erotic literature. The New Orleans Hothouse is the first if other stories set on the cobbled streets of New Orleans’s Rue St. Marc. It’s her sincere wish that lovers of dark romances join her on my journey.

This sexiest food is:

I love all New Orleans's confections: meringue pie, pralines, beignets, lemon ices, Banana's Foster, chocolate bread pudding, and cream brulee. "I'm a political animal and love politics.

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

• I love James Brown's music.
• I'm a fan of ice skating.
• I live in Los Angeles and don't like the beach.
• I love churches but am not religious.
• I'm a political animal and love politics

The sexiest place in the world is:

I love San Francisco, my favorite get-away. It's a stunning city with beautiful hotels, incredible restaurants, and dramatic views.

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Sinful Universe: Your Move by Kristin Aragon

Stand-alone Erotic Short-Story

contemporary erotic romance

#RockGods #BodiBabes #WinesnDines #ChocolateVixen #FlanBomb #SweetNSassy #RockNSex #RockNCake #SinfulUniverse #HerMove

Sinful Universe is on the rise to stardom. Five men, bonded by their love of music, rock around the world. Bode, bass player extraordinaire, is tiring of lonely nights, and groupies were never his thing. He wants to know a woman. Someone like... Keegan Johanson lives a precarious life, nurse by day and party girl by night. Her life is perfect. Twice a month she travels to whatever city Sinful Universe is playing to visit her best friend. Princeton Steele is protective and a pain in Keegan's love life. The perpetual 'Doesn't want her but doesn't want anyone else to have her.' She's restless and looking for a good time. And she knows just the man.

Get to know Kristin

Kristin grew up in the Texas Panhandle where she learned to bend with the winds and twist in the breezes when her muse disappeared. She has a B.A. in General Studies and is working toward her Masters in English.

She is a mother of two, a wife, story-teller, and book-builder. At anytime she could be working on a new paranormal romance, NA contemporary, or erotica, depending on the what the voices in her head tell her--they are rarely quiet for long.

The sexiest food is:

I love hot chocolate molten cake with a large scoop of vanilla bean ice cream sitting right on top. Drizzle a little chocolate and caramel sauce over the entire dish and you'll have my full attention. The varied textures and polar opposite temperatures are an orgasm for the mouth, or if you are home alone with your other, the one dessert contains everything for a night of blindfolds and experimenting. Now show me what you can do, lover.

Five things you'd be surprised to know about me:

• I am a perfectionist in the worst of ways.
• I am an adrenaline junky.
• I read approximately five books a week.
• I love to dance in the rain. Literally.
• I still believe in Santa. Just ask my mom.

Sexiest place on earth is:

Take me to a deserted island close to the Bahamas. I love the water, waves, and surf. The idea of me and my lover having the place to ourselves thrills me. Late night skinny dipping, sex on the beach, swimming with the dolphins, then indoors for another round of romping

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Slave

http://www.amazon.com/Blue-Moon-House-Slave-Prequels-ebook/dp/B00TJKQJI4

How does a slave become an equal? What does it take for a young man to see women in a new light?

Will has no interest in women. He thinks them all animals to be trained, beaten. It doesn't take him long to discover his preference for men, but time and error reveal how wrong his view toward women is. Before long, he is able to separate the way he treats women, which is still horrific, from the way he regards women, as fellow human beings.

Pre-order now, and buy it and the original Blue Moon House for only $0.99 each! Have your copy of Slave waiting for you on March 15th

Angelica Dawson has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards – mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires.

She contributes flash fiction to several blogging collectives and excerpts from work in progress can also be found on her blog (http://angelicadawson.blogspot.com). She is active on Facebook (http://facebook.com/authorangelicadawson) and Twitter (@angelicadawson). Her stories don't scrape the surface of BDSM, but go deep.

D&S Duos: Never Too Late and Just a Spanking

M/f BDSM Erotica

Published February 6, 2015 by Excessica.com

Approximately 7,500 words

Twitter: Lisabet Sarai dishes out more hot BDSM in D&S Duos 2: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00RODBLXQ/

#bdsmerotica #spanking #bondage #submission

Buy Links

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Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/D-S-Duos-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00T8G2IMU/

Excessica:  http://www.excessica.com/books/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=6&products_id=827

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Blurb

D&S Duos Book 2 continues Lisabet Sarai's incendiary series with two more intense BDSM short stories. In "Never Too Late", a middle-aged wife and mother encounters the Master of whom she's secretly dreamed all her life. In "Just a Spanking", a dominant provides an answer to the question he's asked his long-time submissive: could you come from just a spanking? Also includes a spicy F/F BDSM excerpt from Lisabet's erotic thriller  EXPOSURE.

Naughty Excerpt

It takes no more than sixty seconds. One dark look from him and I'm on my knees, his heavy, uncut cock brushing my lips. "Open," he says, and his silken voice wipes away every doubt and regret.

His cock is as silky as his voice but with a core of steel. He slides it into my suddenly eager mouth. I suck at the salty, slightly sour flesh, but only for an instant before he takes over.

He's very hard, very urgent. The hand tangled in my hair tells me he needs this as much as I apparently do. He drives his length down my throat. I take it all, like some porn star, desperate to please him. It hurts. The skin is soft but he uses his cock like a battering ram, determined to break down my walls.

They are down already. I stretch my jaws, crane my neck, and receive what he gives.

His cum erupts across my tongue. I choke and sputter, trying to swallow the bitter fluid. A few drops trickle down my chin onto my linen jacket. At that moment, I don't care. He strokes my curls back into some semblance of order and raises me to my feet. His eyes are black diamonds.

"I knew it," he says. Slow, thoughtful, he smears my lipstick even further with his thumb. I feel my lower lips gaping too, just as wet and swollen. "I could tell." My nipples peak under my jacket, screaming for his attention. He continues to gaze into my eyes. I can't hide.

The elevator dings. "My floor," he says, laughter rippling on the edge of his words for the first time. He takes my hand. A sharp rectangle of plastic cuts into my sweating palm. "Room 1263. Seven o'clock."

"But..." I begin. He silences me with a single look.

"It's your choice," he tells me. "But you know you want it. And I want you, Elizabeth. I want to make you mine. I've been watching you – the way you move your hips, the way you toss your hair. I know what you need. I can give it to you."

He steps out into the carpeted mezzanine and is lost in the crowd of suits.

Clean Excerpt

On the day the conference ends, we finally venture out into the world. I return to my own room for a shower and a change of clothes. We meet for breakfast in the coffee shop on the twenty-second floor, overlooking the harbor.

He orders Eggs Benedict. I can't handle more than coffee and toast. He's shy, most of his bravado gone. It's up to me to keep the conversation going.

"My flight is at noon. I'm booked on the nine-thirty shuttle van." I feel compelled to tell him this, to re-establish some kind of sobriety after days of intoxication. When I see his stricken expression, I wish I'd kept my mouth shut.

He pushes Hollandaise around on his plate. "Come home with me," he says finally. "Stay with me." His eyes are naked. A lump of lead settles in my chest.

"I can't. I have work, responsibilities. Another life."

"That life is over. You'll never be satisfied with it again. Not now that you know who you are. Now that you know me."

I have a sinking conviction that he's right. But I can't chuck everything and start over, can I?

"Your husband, your children – they'll be fine without you." As in the bedroom, he reads my mind. "Haven't you given them enough? How many years has it been? Twenty? Thirty?"

"Twenty seven."

"I know you love him," Mark says. "But for those twenty seven long years, while he's had you, I've been waiting for you." He leaned closer. "I need you. More than he does."

"No." I shake my head, picturing my husband alone. Eating alone. Sleeping alone. How could I do such a thing to him? Then I look at Mark, feel the power he's broadcasting. I fight the urge to slip under the table and kneel at his feet.

He grabs my hand so hard that pain shoots up my arm. "Picture what it will be like. You'll be mine, my slave, my darling. I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything you need. We barely know each other now, but you feel the connection, too. I know you do. Think how it will be, spending months together. Years. A new life. A new start. It's never too late."

Kiss Excerpt

He lounges in a chair by the window. The drapes are open. The lights of the Inner Harbor sparkle on the other side of the glass. The room is dim and I'm briefly grateful. Perhaps he will not notice my flaws.

"Good evening, Elizabeth." He doesn't rise. He makes me come to him. I stand before him, eyes cast down, feeling like a naughty schoolgirl. Sweat pools under my arms, spoiling my best silk blouse. Moisture gathers in my pussy.

"Um – I don't even know your name," I stutter.

"Yes, you do. Think."

I recreate my memory of him, from that fateful moment when I stepped into the lift and found it occupied. Tall, a bit overweight, but distinguished in his tailored charcoal suit. Black hair, dark eyes, brows that arched in appreciation as he surveyed me. I struggle to recall his badge. Even before he had spoken, I'd been flustered and aroused. Distracted. "Mark?" I say finally, a half guess.

"Good girl. You see, you know more about me than you think you do. You know you can trust me, don't you?"

"What?" Before I understand what's happening, he's looming over me, taking possession of my mouth, rolling my rigid nipples between his finger and thumb and kindling sparks. He tastes of the after-dinner mints they offer in the hotel coffee shop. His hands explore my body, weighing my breasts, groping my ass. Helpless, beyond rationality, I melt again.

"You know instinctively," he murmurs in my ear. "I'm the master you've dreamed of." He nips the tender flesh of the lobe hard enough to make me cry out. "I'm the one who will make you beg for mercy and scream with pleasure."

"No," I say. "I haven't. I can't. I'm married." My pro forma protests are weak, even to my own ears. He is already tearing the clothing from me. The first time his fingers graze my bare skin, electricity sizzles along the surface, down to my cunt. I moan, pressing against his still-clothed body. He chuckles and steps away.

"Turn around. Let me look at you. Especially at that fat ass." My face burns with embarrassment as I follow his instructions. It never occurs to me to object. I feel his eyes on the butt that I can't seem to shrink no matter how many hours I spend on the Stairmaster.

"Lovely," he says and I glow with pride. He is pleased. That's all I seem to need. He strokes my ample backside. When he moves away again, I nearly cry from the loss.

"I want you across my lap. I want to turn that pale flesh of yours a nice, rosy pink."

I obey. I can't believe that I'm doing it, but I stretch myself along his thighs. The fine wool of his slacks is distended at the groin. I rub my damp bush against the hard mass of his erection, the emotional pleasure almost trumping the physical. He wants me. That's all that really matters.

About Lisabet

Brief Bio

LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse. Learn more at http://www.lisabetsarai.com.

Links:

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