My very first adventure into BDSM erotica, Powerplay, is now available. It’s also my very firstMomentum Publishing release. It’s also only $1 on Amazon! Yay! What else? Oh, it has the BEST ending I’ve ever written. Ever. Yep. Ever. Do’t believe me? Go check it out here (the book. Not the ending. You’ll have to read it to get to the ending *grin* Sorry)
She’s a ball-busting vice president at the country’s leading bank, he’s the trophy husband she wears on her arm at executive dinners. Except when they are in the bedroom.
In the bedroom, their “games” of sexual domination have Sam firmly in the position of power. Nicky, however, is ready to bring the game to an end but Sam has other ideas.
During a night of domination and submission in their isolated country cottage, an unexpected guest drops in on the couple. A dangerous guest. And for Sam and Nicky, nothing will ever be the same again.
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Goddamn, his wife’s arse was hot.
Sam watched intently as she bent over before him, sheer black-stockinged legs straight, stiletto-clad feet spread wide. Her glorious mane of midnight-black hair brushed the floor as she folded her body further over, slowly wrapping her burnished copper-tipped fingers around her ankles as she looked up at him through the V of her legs. Deep sapphire eyes flirted with him from behind lowered lids. “I’m yours, master.” Her voice was like honeyed velvet. “Do with me what you will.”
Bam! Just like that his cock was a throbbing steel shaft of hot-to-trot hunger.
His straining erection rubbed the silk of his boxers, tenting the front of his work trousers. His balls grew heavy and swollen, like they’d been pumped full of liquid metal. Stepping forward, he pulled at his belt buckle, the snick of the fine leather whipping through the loops of his trousers sending a shiver through him. Dominating his wife was the biggest turn-on he could imagine. Dominating her with leather was like lust incarnate. Wicked and intoxicating. And wow, what a power rush. Until the night she’d confessed to the fantasy of being a submissive, he’d never realised how fucking arousing it would be to treat her like his sexual slave.
Until she’d allowed him to treat her rough in the bedroom, to control her every sexual response and action, he’d never realised how inferior he felt to her career success.
What a fucking shame she only let him do it once in a blue moon.
His eyes roamed over her perfect, jutting arse, following the black line of her crotch-less leather G-string as it disappeared between the crease of her cheeks, down the seam of those black stockings, to her smouldering eyes. “Please,” she mouthed, her full lips glossed. “Use me any way you want.”
With a fluid arc he raised his folded-over belt and brought it down. Right on that firm, smooth and oh-so-perfect butt.
Her squeal of pain sent molten heat straight to his balls and cock. If he thought he was hard before, that was crazy, because he was really hard now. He stared at the new red welt marring Nicky’s flesh.Holy fuck. I think I’m going to shoot my load here and now.
“Don’t make a sound,” he ordered, smoothing his hand over the welt.
She caught her bottom lip with her teeth and, her eyes shining, nodded.
With another swift down-stroke, his belt slapped flesh. Harder.
With another squeal, Nicky squirmed, rolling her hips so her arse wiggled.
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While you’re there, check out the other Hot Down Under January releases. They are hot and brilliant. Trust me