TRUMPET BLOWING, POM-POM WAVING
and of course...
MEGA CHAIR SWIVEL JIGGLE
I have a book out...
To say I'm excited, is, as ever, an understatement. I still get goose-bumps, dry mouth ( need Fizz of course) giddy with excitement. That's not the begining of the adrenalin rush though. That starts with the 'we would be pleased...' contract, and just builds. Through the edits, sorting the blurb and excerpts, drooling over the cover, and then, seeing the buy links.
...and the 'oh my goodness, I wrote that' moment when it's up, and 'ohh WOW' when someone buys it.
That feeling is both fantastic and scary. Fatastic becasue someone's read the blurb I've agonized over (do you know how much angst goes into a blurb? Lots of wine glasses full...or empty, I can tell you,) and forked out their hard earned cash on it. Scary because they might hate it.
Now I hope if you do buy it, you don't hate it. Because I write as my characters dictate. I did try to plot once. Yeah, let's draw a veil over it. Sufficient to say, I learned my lesson. Listen to the characters, take heed of what they tell you, and writie it or woe is me.
If you hate it, I'm sorry. So will my hero and heroine be. After all it's their love story.
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What more could a Regency Dom ask for? A beautiful young lady begs him not to offer for her, and then when he agrees, she turns the tables and seduces him.
It all sounded too good to be true, especially when her ideas of seduction include him dominating her.
Susanna might want Tony, but not for her parents—or his terms. She won't settle for less than everything. She knows Tony's desires and needs. All she has to do is persuade him that her cravings mesh with his.
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and a wee tease...
Applause echoed around the
theatre once more, and Susanna stifled a giggle.
"Do you think that's for
me?"
"We'd better hope not,
but it should be. That was exquisite. You are a perfect pupil. Shall I return
the favor? Oh I think so." He didn't give Susanna time to answer.
"Lift your skirts to your waist, sit on the chair and hold onto the arms.
Tuck your ankles around the legs. No one can see you there except me. This is
for us alone. Do you think you'll need a gag?"
Susanna blinked. "Why
would I, oh…" She felt her body heat, and knew once more color must stain
her skin. "Er, perhaps." She knew only too often how she frequently
stuffed the coverlet in her mouth to stop her sighs and gasps alerting the
household to her activities. "In fact, yes. But what?"
"Sit."
I'm
not a dog. However, in
spite of her inclination to say wuff-wuff,
Susanna sat as Tony had directed.
He tucked her gown tightly
around her waist and smiled at her. "I think this time you should
watch." He stroked her from her waist downward, slowly ruffling the curls
of her quim, before letting one finger touch her nub and caress the opening to
her channel.
"These should go. I have
a desire to see your pretty cunt in all its naked glory. If we continue I will
be delighted to be your barber."
She moaned. Those words along
with that slight touch, had created so much cream, and when he put his fingers
to his mouth and sucked, a fresh gush dripped onto her leg.
"Definitely a gag. I
wonder how loud I can make you scream?" He paused. "Later."
She stared as he lifted the
serviette from the trolley the waiter had left, and rolled it into a ball.
"Open." She opened
her mouth and he carefully put the soft linen inside. "All right?" he
asked softly. "Nod if you are happy."
Susanna nodded. Happy was
perhaps not the right word. Excited, apprehensive, quivering, all fitted the
bill. Her skin tingled with the thoughts of what he may be about to do. Susanna
was book wise but experience poor, and eager to learn first hand how different
a climax was by someone else's ministrations. She clasped her hands onto the
arms of her chair, and tucked her legs carefully round the bottom of the chair.
The wood was warm over her silk stockings, and the contrast between that and
her bare quim was more erotic than Susanna thought possible. She remembered his
words. He would like her cunt truly bare and he would be her barber? Oh my. Yes please.
Tony stared at her for a long
minute. Then he opened her right hand to place his snuffbox in it. "If at
anytime you're not happy, drop my snuff box. As you can't speak we have to have
a way of communication. Nod if you understand." Susanna nodded. I
wish he'd hurry up, what if the play ends and I still haven't come by his hand?
I will be bereft. To say nothing of angry.
Tony's eyes glittered. He took up another
serviette and set it beside him, as he knelt on the floor much as she had
earlier. His prick still hung free from his pantaloons and to Susana's
amazement it was once again standing up out of its nest of curls. He stroked it
from base to tip and collected the tiny drops of pre cum onto his fingertip.
With his other hand Tony took
the serviette out of her mouth. Susanna was dismayed by the disappointment she
experienced. Was that it?
He held his hand to her lips.
"Taste. This is what you do to me."
Susanna let him coat her
tongue. His essence tasted warm and salty. She licked her lips to get the tiny
drops he'd stroked on them.
"Well?"
"Very well, May I have
more?" Her voice was husky. Was that her pleading? Later she might feel
embarrassed at her temerity, but not now. Now she needed to be open about her
desires.
"Perhaps. Later. If you
are good. Wickedly good." He returned the wad of cloth to her mouth, and
bent his head to her cunt.
At the first touch of his
tongue on her clitoris Susanna knew why she needed the gag. He stroked her from
cunt to arsehole with long delicate licks. Each one increased the tension in
her body. Her skin was too tight for her body, the hairs on her head ached with
tension and every nerve end was on high alert. It seemed as if she was watching
from a great height. In one part of her mind, she registered the cat calls and
applause from the auditorium, but nothing mattered except his touch. Tony
pushed her legs apart, and ran the tip of his tongue inside her channel. Her
juices gushed.
Thank
goodness for the gag.
Even in her aroused state Susanna had enough of her wits about her to know she
would scream without it. Her own ministration taught her how close to the little death she was. She began the
first exciting shake. The one where she knew oh so soon she'd fall over the
edge and into the abyss of ecstasy and satiation. She closed her eyes to deepen
her sensations. Tony's grip on her legs tightened, and then he moved up and over
her.
Susanna glanced at him from
under her lowered eyelids. He held his cock in one hand and guided it toward
her cunt.
"Now, Xiao Māo, this is for you.
Relax and let me show you what we can be." Oh so slowly he slid the head
of his prick over her cunt lips and then used her cream to aid his access. Inch
by inch he eased in, and waited until she relaxed. Then it began again. Each
time he moved further, Tony nipped her nub, or kissed her ear.
"Now, it’s now." He
surged the last inch and Susanna blinked as tears of pleasure cared her lashes.
"And come now." He pinched her nub once, bent to bite the soft skin
of her rounded bosom, and surged in and out of her twice. She shook as she
tumbled into oblivion, and then to her distress he pulled out, to spill over
the spare serviette.
The roars increased. Shouts
of bravo echoed around them, along with 'more' and 'encore'.
It
seems we all came to completion at the same time.
*****
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Happy reading
Love R x
