Friday, November 27, 2015

Weekend Wake-up Call – Netherworld I: Drop Dead Sexy and Price Change!

I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and I hope you are ready for a wondrous holiday season. As the shopping mania descends, I want my dear readers to not forget to treat themselves. You deserve it. The e-book version of Netherworld I: Drop Dead Sexy is now only 99 cents!

Escort Brandilynn Payson is shocked to discover she’s dead.  Even worse, she’s the latest victim of the Fulton Fall Ripper, a vampire serial killer.  Being deceased is no obstacle for fun however, and Brandilynn quickly proves she’s the life of the after-death party.  But her killer is still on her trail, and she learns there are worse things than death to worry about.

Mild BDSM, including anal play/intercourse, bondage, Dom/sub play, spankings, and multiple sexual partners (m/f/m).

Dan pressed me back on the sofa, and his gaze roamed my body. The stark desire on his face made me wet. The heat of that stare was almost as palpable as his hands on me. I could see him weighing his options and waited breathlessly to find out what he had in store for me.

“Hands over your head. Keep them there like they’re tied.”

I obeyed, thrilled when I felt the memory of a quickening pulse thrum through my body. Dan grasped my ankles, draping one leg over the low back of the couch and planting the other foot on the nearby table so that I spread wide open.

“You’re very wet, Brandilynn,” Dan murmured, his thumb tracing over my intimate folds. I hissed in reaction to his touch, my hips jerking. He grinned. “You’re also mine to do with as I please. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir,” I whispered. I whimpered when his thumb ran up my slit again.

“Good girl.”

I warmed at his praise almost as much as I warmed at his touch. I would make him happy with me. I would do whatever it took to please him.

He wet his fingers in my pool, playing over the petals of my sex until his digits were slick with my juices. Then he rubbed the moisture on one brazen nipple. With a grin, Dan put his mouth to my honeyed peak and sucked hard, his tongue lapping harshly against my flesh.

I groaned as pleasure zapped from my breast to my clit in a lightning flash. Dan gripped my breast in one hard hand, squeezing just to the border of pain as he sucked at its tip. Despite the wave of heat suffusing my body, I shivered when his teeth scraped the reddening nipple.

Nipping to service me with darts of pain, then gently licking and kissing the hurt away, Dan had me tossing in a maelstrom of sensation. Pain and pleasure mixed until I got lost in the intensity of feeling, unable to separate the two. And he was just getting started.

Once he’d brought that breast to swollen tenderness in which even a slight whisper of breath made me writhe, Dan moved to the other. He slapped one side of the mound then the other, pinking my ivory flesh nicely. Then he sucked hard on it, drawing as much of it into his mouth as he could. I arched in helpless delight, feeling the joy of heat, wet, tongue, and teeth on my soft skin. 

He set my breast free in slow degrees. Dan’s teeth seized on the tight peak, and he whipped his tongue over the tip. When I writhed uncontrollably, he settled his weight over me, holding me still. I realized he was still dressed. Being naked and at his mercy while he remained clothed increased my sense of powerlessness. Oh, I was in so much trouble with this man.

He punished and rewarded my breast in turns until the peak was as rosy and swollen as its neighbor. Only then did Dan seem satisfied with his handiwork. He considered my breasts with the air of a man who had built a great deck on his house. He looked very pleased with himself.

“Nice, baby girl. Very, very nice.”

Available in e-book for only 99 cents! Buy at Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, All Romance. Also available in print.

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