Crawling Into Bed With
and a Good Book
Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Hmm, I’m feeling in a silk mood today.
What are you wearing?
An enigmatic smile and Channel Coco Mademoiselle.
What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Soft centered chocolates from a golden box, washed down with a cold crisp Rose wine!
If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Naughty toys, cherry lubricant and a book or two! Oh, and, hopefully a corkscrew!
Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
I can’t stand being cold so l stay under the duvet (afterwards, of course!) but l quite like to stretch out!
Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Probably not! But I like feet so maybe I’ll warm yours up with my hands, or even my mouth!
I have been working on quite a few submissions for anthologies and a soon to be released novella for Rebel Ink press, but this is my last self published eBook which was released in November and is available to purchase from:
It’s called ‘Master Me, Master You’ and is a tale of sexual control.
A Brief synopsis:
A quiet afternoon in a café leads to a chance meeting with Tom, an enigmatic man with a dark compelling nature. His arrogant sexual demands grow in their intensity until a visit to his neglected apartment reveals an even darker side of him that Jenna is powerless to resist. This book is attended for Adults only and contains strong language and explicit sex.
Excerpt from Master Me, Master You:
“Do you trust me?” His soft voice questioned.
I nodded my reply.
“Lean against that tree, with your back to me.”
I hesitated, but only momentarily, before pressing my elbows against the rough bark and feeling its rippled texture against my fingers.
“Spread your legs for me.” His voice was steady, slow and calm.
My heart thudded in my chest as l spread my legs out behind me.
“I want you to keep looking at the tree,” he said, “Push your ass out behind you; will you do that for me?”
As if in a daze, l allowed my hands to slide a little lower down the tree before pushing my bottom out further behind me.
“That’s beautiful,” he said, “Good girl.”
His hands lifted my little skirt brushing against my trembling skin as they did so. The excitement building within me was sending me dizzy; l felt the familiar throbbing beginning deep within my pussy as every fibre within me ached for him.
He dropped to his knees and with two strong thumbs opened me up slipping his wet tongue deftly inside me. I gasped and jutted my butt up higher as he probed the folds of my womanhood, causing exquisite pleasure and deeper arousal to surge through my veins.
On and on he drove his tongue, pushing and lapping, l knew l was coating it with my juices on each inward thrust; l could hardly hold back and began to stiffen as the throbbing pressure increased.
He paused, stood up behind me, and within moments filled me with his cock. The thrill of his upward thrust and the harshness of the bark against my skin were almost more than l could bear. I cried out noisily into the dense thicket l didn’t care if anyone heard or saw us. I needed him, l needed this. It was just so good! I clawed at the tree as his grip around my waist intensified and he thrust harder.
“Dirty whore,” he grunted in my ear, “Fucked against a tree!”