With thanks to the lovely Doris O'Connor, because now I have an exclusive excerpt from Through the Dom's Lens for you...
Thanks so much for
letting me ramble on about my newest release, Raven J
Have you ever done a
favour for someone, and then wish you hadn't? Well, that's kinda the premise
behind my story. Sally has lived in the shadow of her glamorous sister all her
life. As she says herself, if Maddy wasn't such a sweetheart she'd hate her.
When she gets an SOS from Maddy, who has a severe allergic reaction to
something she's eaten, of course she goes the extra mile to ensure her sister
has the right medication and is comfortable. What she doesn't expect Maddy to
do is to ask Sally to attend a photo shoot on her behalf. Not just any photo
shoot, either, but one with the bondage
photographer, and the man Sally has been secretively lusting after for the last
year.
Maddy claims she made
herself sick by eating tons to gain weight. Master J wants a woman with curves
for this photo shoot. Did she, though, or was this all a deliberate set up by
Maddy to give her little sister a taste of the lifestyle with the one man,
Maddy knows will take care of Sally?
Blurb:
Sometimes doing a favor
can change your life forever.
Never one to rate her
curves, Sally thinks her glamorous sister has lost the plot. Stand in for her
at a photo shoot with the most sought after bondage photographer ever?
She'll be laughed out of
the studio, or arrested, or both. However, the temptation to actually meet the
man she's been secretly lusting after for months proves too hard to resist.
Junsako cannot believe
his eyes, when Sally turns up. It's been a long time since the Dom in him felt
such an instant pull to anyone. All those curves will look beautiful in Shibari
suspension, and Sally proves to be a born submissive. If only she would let go
of her body issues and see the beautiful woman he sees through his lens.
Only one thing to
do—convince her—with as much kinky sex as possible.
Excerpt:
Sally couldn't have heard him
right. Did he just say he wanted to eat off her?
A wave of arousal so fierce it
took her breath away coursed through her veins at the wickedly erotic images
those words evoked, and she clenched her thigh muscles to relieve the resultant
ache in her wet pussy. He noticed, of course, and she stopped breathing
altogether when he put one large hand on her leg, just above her knee.
His dark skin was such a
contrast to her pale complexion, and she swallowed hard, mesmerized by the
sight.
"What about Maddy?"
She hated how wobbly her voice sounded, but she couldn't invade on her sister's
territory, and she wouldn't just be a convenient fuck, no matter how attracted
she was to him.
"What about her,
pet?"
He nudged her chin up with his
free hand, and she shivered under the intensity of his quiet regard.
"You and her?"
He smiled, and every feminine
cell in her body sighed in submission at the sheer sinful nature of that grin.
"I met your sister years
ago when she was starting in the model industry. We had a brief and mutually
satisfying affair. I haven't seen her in years, though I've followed her career
with interest. She's done well for herself, even if she's too thin these
days." His smile deepened when she couldn't help but react to that, and he
trailed the hand on her leg higher up her thigh. Sally opened up for him automatically,
and she bit back a groan when his fingertips grazed her wet slit.
He removed his hand and held
his glistening digits up for her to see and then sucked the tips clean. Her
stomach tightened at his groan of appreciation.
"I knew you'd taste
delicious, pet, and I love how wet you are for me already, when we've barely
started."
She opened her mouth to say
something, anything to defuse the sexually charged atmosphere between them,
but, really, what was there to say? Her body gave her away as surely as though
she'd have hung a neon sign around her neck, blatantly advertising her arousal.
"I phoned her to ask her
what she was playing at. She knew I'd realize immediately that you weren't her,
and do you know what she said?"
His voice dropped an octave,
his accent thickening, and blood rushed in Sally's ears, as her body drew tight
in need. She could come from listening to his voice alone. Deep, dark, and
sensual it pulled her under until she was ready to do just about anything for
him. He clearly knew the effect he was having on her, because he smiled and
balled his hands into her hair to tug her head back. Junsako leant in closer
and inhaled against the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck, and then
licked a path up to her ear. His hot breath skittered across her senses, and
she closed her eyes against the myriad of sensations assaulting her when he
whispered in her ear.
"Ask me what she said,
pet."
Sally swallowed several times
to get her voice to work and then somehow squeaked her question.
"What did she say?"
"That she was sorry to
deceive me, but that you needed taking care of. She also said, and I quote, ‘Sally
is a born sub, and she needs to get laid. I wouldn't trust anyone but you with
my little sister, so take care of her.’"
Sally pulled away from him to
be able to see his expression, but she could read nothing but sincerity in his
amazing eyes, and for the second time this evening her world tilted a little.
"Are you telling me she
made herself ill on purpose so that she could send me instead?"
Junsako shrugged his massive
shoulders and pulled her back until he could sink his teeth into the soft flesh
of her ear lobe. The sharp sting shot straight to her clit, and she pulled a
shuddering breath into her lungs.
"As to that, you would
have to ask her. I wouldn't put it past her. She's always been impulsive, as
I'm sure you know, and forgive me, but I really don't care too much about the
mechanics." He delivered little bites along her neck, his teeth just
sinking in enough to cause the most delicious erotic pain that meant her
nipples hardened, her breasts grew heavy, and her pussy grew so wet it was
getting uncomfortable.
"Now, if that covers all
your objections, I'm mighty hungry, and I want to eat."
****
Author Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for
Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people
find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler
and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust
bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess
she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like
working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more
than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend
to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris
burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and
quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving
alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From
contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are
guaranteed.
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*shimmies* Thanks, Raven :-D
ReplyDeleteRaven, thanks for giving us another glimpse through the Dom's lens - and Doris, thanks for sharing this special excerpt here :) !!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by :-)
DeleteI can't wait to read this!
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