Her Dom’s Secret Past…

Her Dom’s Secret Past by
Suzy Shearer

Heat Rating: Level 3 Word count: 86,000

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When Anabelle Rowley, fifty-five, takes a two-week break at an exclusive beach-front villa, she meets a man—but not just any man. Instead, this one ticks every box on her imaginary boyfriend list.

For fifty-two-year-old John Ethan, going on a short vacation to recover from injury and moving to Australia comes rather fast. Imagine his surprise when he meets a woman who arouses his every desire.

Their holiday romance ignites fires in them both and this is something real, something long-lasting. But when Anabelle has to leave suddenly, neither has a way of finding the other again.

Will they ever be able to locate each other? And if they do, then John must reveal a secret, a secret that he fears Anabelle will never understand.

NOTE: This is told in 1st person POV from both the Hero and Heroine.

This is an erotic romance. There are explicit sexual descriptions and explicit language used throughout. It may offend some readers.

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ADULT EXCERPT: 

I let my gaze roam all over her body, exciting me more. She was perfect in every way. I loved all her soft curves, or as she called them, “her wiggly bits”. I drank her in and crooked my finger, beckoning her closer. With only a little help from me, I made her climb onto the kitchen bench then set my stool between her legs. Today, I intended to make her wait. I was going to take her to the edge and back as many times as I could.

Placing my hands on each thigh, I moved each leg apart and pulled her until she was right on the edge of the bench, at the perfect height for me. Running a finger up and down, I discovered she wasn’t a little moist, she was extremely wet. I let her rich juices coat my finger and licked it.

“If you’re a good girl, I may let you come.”  Her beautiful green eyes widened in shock.

“What?”

“You heard. Right now I’m in charge, so relax and enjoy.”

Cupping my hand, I pushed a finger into her hot wet cunt while I leaned forward and breathed in deep. God, I loved the smell of her arousal. It was sweet. It added to my excitement. She was intoxicating. I licked her. She gave a little sigh. Right, time to tease.

Using my fingers and my mouth, I fucked her until she tensed, and then I stopped. Glancing up into her face, it was a picture. I could tell she was excited, but at the same time a little annoyed. I waited until I knew the urge to climax had subsided. Then I began licking and fucking again. She leaned back on her elbows and began those little mewling sounds that she made.

I loved them!

Taking her to the edge time and time again, I could tell how frustrated she was as she pouted at me. I wondered simply how much longer it would be before she demanded her orgasm. I was enjoying myself a lot. The downside was I had a hard-on that was now painfully pressed against my shorts.

Ah, the things we do for love. 

This time, when she was hovering on the edge, she tried to bring her legs together to keep my hand inside her. I laughed and shook my head. She bit her bottom lip and I figured this next time I’d let her come. Once more, I pushed a finger inside her, then another. In and out of that cunt. I loved the squishy noises it made as I began sucking and biting at her clit. She moaned louder and louder as the beginnings of her orgasm started again.

“Don’t stop!”

Her demanding scream echoed across the kitchen as I sucked on that bead. Drawing it in, I bit down hard with my mouth. If we ever got into a real Dom-sub relationship, she’d learn to behave. Still, at the moment, we were only two people enjoying each other’s bodies.

© Suzy Shearer 2018

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Her Dom’s Secret Past by Suzy Shearer…

Her Dom’s Secret Past
by
Suzy Shearer

Due out March 21st from Evernight Publishing

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For fifty-two-year-old John Ethan, going on a short vacation to recover from injury and moving to Australia comes rather fast. Imagine his surprise when he meets a woman who arouses his every desire.

Their holiday romance ignites fires in them both and this is something real, something long-lasting. But when Anabelle has to leave suddenly, neither has a way of finding the other again.

Will they ever be able to locate each other? And if they do, then John must reveal a secret, a secret that he fears Anabelle will never understand.

EXCERPT:

Somehow, I’d managed to keep on my feet when the big wave crashed over Anabelle and me. She surfaced, spluttering, and I held out a hand. She let me help her up and I held her hand a little longer than necessary.

“Thank you, John.”

“You’re welcome. That was one big wave.”

“Sure was, but it’s fun.”

She was still grinning and I couldn’t help myself. I leaned toward her and our lips touched.

It was all I’d dreamed of and more. It was electrifying.

Our kiss was soft, tender, and a little unsure until I felt her press toward me. I put a hand behind her head and deepened the kiss. Oh yeah, I could get used to this.

We finally separated and gazed at each other. Her eyes had dilated slightly and her lips parted as she stared into my eyes.

“I couldn’t resist.”

“I … neither could I, John.”

“I’d certainly like to do it again.”

“Then maybe you should.”

We stood there, the waves crashing around us, as I kissed her again. This time I took my time reveling in the taste of her, mixed with the salty water. Her hands pressed against my chest.

When we stopped, I whispered, “I’ve wanted to kiss you since I first saw you reading.”

“You have?”

I nodded and traced her lips. Her eyes seemed to shut of their own accord as my fingers explored her gorgeous, full mouth. When she opened her eyes, I decided I should kiss her again.

It was wild.

The surf pounding against us, the sound of the ocean, and Anabelle in my arms. Another big wave hit us and sent us both under. I grabbed her hand as we fought our way back up to the surface.

“Sadly I have to accept that kissing and big waves don’t mix very well.”

She gave another of her lovely carefree laughs.

“I think you’re right. Come on up to my place and I’ll make you a coffee or tea.”

We waded back to shore. Anabelle picked up her towel and I realized mine was further down the beach.

“I’ll just get my towel and then join you.”

She nodded and continued walking back to her villa while I limped down to where I’d tossed my towel, picked it up, and then followed her into her villa. She’d thrown her towel on one of the outdoor chairs and was in the kitchen. I dropped my towel to join hers after drying off and walked to where she was. She turned to face me at my approach and it was all I could do not to grab her and kiss her again. Her face showed a little nervousness and I smiled.

“Coffee or tea?”

“Still an Englishman, it’s tea for me.”

“Do you want to try the Chinese White?”

“I’m sorry, I only drink black tea.”

She gave a giggle. “So do I. Chinese White is black tea, if that makes sense. It’s only the tiny top buds of the bush. Then after they’re picked they are left to dry naturally without any further processing. It’s a very delicate, smooth, and sweet-tasting tea, I love it.”

“In that case, I’d better try it.”

She nodded and set to making two mugs of tea. I sat down on one of the stools at the bench and studied her. I decided then and there that I’d never tire of watching her. She was so gorgeous. Those luscious curves of hers beckoned me non-stop and I thought I’d been semi-erect since I first saw her. She finished and put a mug in front of me, then another alongside it and came to sit on the stool next to me.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

I took a sip of the tea and let it roll around my tongue. The taste surprised me, very light but fruity. Anabelle was right. It was very smooth with no bitter aftertaste that I sometimes got with black tea. She grinned at me and raised her eyebrows.

“It’s lovely. I think I may have to convert.”

“It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

We savored our tea in silence, except for the roar of the waves and the sound of the wind that was getting stronger as it blew through the trees. I wanted to learn all about this lovely woman, but what I actually wanted to do was kiss her again. I noticed her give a shiver.

“Cold?”

“A little.”

I stood and moved behind her, rubbing my hands up and down her arms.

“Maybe you should change into something warmer than this damp suit.”

© Suzy Shearer 2018

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Melting Her Dom’s Heart…

[Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, HEA]

s-ss-dd-meltingherdomsheartWhen Kallista Robins, 49, meets Alex Harrison, 51, she is instantly attracted to him but his obnoxious behaviour leaves her cold.

Alex has quite a reputation—he is a great Dom but he is cold and emotionless, never letting anyone get close to him. Nick-named Alexander the Great by subs, he has locked his heart away and intends to keep it that way. Alex refuses to ever collar a sub or get emotionally involved and always warns the woman before he begins any relationship, even going so far to have it written into their Dom/sub contract.

But when he meets Kalli Robins his world is turned upside down. Having never been in love before, the new feelings he experiences send Alex into a tailspin.

How will Kalli be able to stay in a cold, emotionless relationship? If he can’t return her love will she decide to give up on ever Melting Her Dom’s Heart?

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EXCERPT:

Standing near his desk Alex hung up the house phone and turned back to the very attractive woman sitting in a chair near him. She looked infuriated as she stood and faced him.

She was a truly beautiful woman, but at this moment Pamela’s face was distorted and ugly. Red suffused her cheeks, and her blue eyes seemed mean as she glowered at him with such undisguised hostility. Her lips were a thin line of anger, and her nostrils flared as she glared and then spoke.

“You know what, Alex? It’s over.”

With those words she turned away from him and flounced toward the door. Puzzled, Alex leant against the edge of the desk as he watched her.

“I don’t understand,. I thought you enjoyed our playtime.”

She turned back to look at the man she’d been involved with for the past six months and shook her head.

“This isn’t about playtime. This is about us. You hold every woman at arm’s length. You don’t get emotionally involved. You know nothing about any woman you chose to sleep with. To you I’m just a sub. I don’t even think you see me as a person.”

“That’s not entirely true.”

It was as if a dam’s wall had burst, and she had no desire to contain it. Pamela took a breath and then continued her tirade.

“Hell, you wouldn’t even know what my favourite colour is or my favourite flower, and we’ve been together for over six months!” She took a step then turned back to him. “Oh, and it isn’t bloody roses!”

She actually stamped her foot in disgust. Alex wondered what she was thinking. Judging by the resentful look on her face, it wasn’t good. She stormed at him again.

“You’ve locked your heart away.” Her shrill voice echoed in the room as she screeched at him. “Alex, you don’t feel anything!”

Her continued outburst had shocked him into silence. He just stared at her in surprise, wondering where all this was coming from.

“You really don’t get it, do you,?”

“I’m sorry you’re unhappy if that’s what you mean.”

Pamela rolled her eyes as if exasperated with him. Cocking her head she went on in a more normal voice.

“I’m curious, Alex. Have you ever been tempted to collar one of your subs or even considered it?”

“Not that I understand why you want to know, but no, I haven’t and I don’t intend to.”

Infuriated she shook her head. “Of course not. Collaring a sub would mean you had to show some emotion, an attachment, some sort of affection for her. You might even have to get involved with her on a social level. Gee, there’d even be a chance you’d have to drive her home once in a while rather than getting your chauffeur to always do it.”

She turned and continued her walk to the door. Alex watched her, knowing his face was devoid of the regret he was feeling. She turned back to him, partly out the door, one hand on the doorjamb.

Here it comes, her final salvo.

“You’re a frozen bastard, Alex Harrison. You may be the best Dom I’ve ever had, but that doesn’t make up for the fact you are a cold-hearted emotionless prick!”

With that she completed her exit by slamming the door shut. Alex winced and stared at the closed door. He felt as cold as she said, his face a mask.

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ADULT EXCERT:

She looked magnificent. Her full breasts seemed to be trying to escape the lacy bra she wore. Hard nipples in the dark areola were beckoning him. Her tiny knickers barely covered her. Her luscious well-padded curves made his mouth water.

“Remove the bra.”

She reached around her back, unclipped it, and let it slide down her arms to the floor. Those breasts were even better now they were free. If he held each one, they would still spill over. He wanted more.

“Touch them.”

She looked up at him and ran one hand across her breasts.

“Do it properly, both hands.”

She began rubbing and squeezing them. He felt his cock pushing against his pants. She closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes and look at me.”

She obeyed.

“Pull your nipples hard.” He watched her tweak the nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

Harder.”

He could see them grow harder and harder, the area around them pebbling. She never took her eyes from his. Huskily he whispered, “Remove your panties.”

As she bent forward to slide them down her legs, her lovely breasts swung back and forth. He wanted to touch her beautiful body. He reached out with one hand and ran his finger from her neck down to her belly button and then back up.

“Legs apart.”

She complied.

“Feel yourself. Prove to me you want this as much as I do.”

She ran one hand down between her legs and, as he watched, rubbed along her slit. She held out her finger. It glistened with her juices. Alex realised he had no condoms. There would be no way Kallie would have any either. Damn! He would have to satisfy her some other way.

“Come closer.”

“Now put one leg on the chair.”

He twisted to the side. With her glorious pussy at face level, he could see how very wet she was. He reached up with one hand and ran it along her shiny slit. He heard her swift intake and looked at her face. Flushed, Kallie was chewing on her bottom lip.

He began to rub against her clit. The tiny bead hardened in reaction. “Answer me truthfully. When did you last have a man touch you?”

“Four years ago, Sir ,” she said, her voice soft and so sensual.

This was the voice that had haunted his dreams and now hearing her and seeing her naked in front of him he felt helpless. Strange feelings for her swept over him. He looked up into her gorgeous face. He nodded. She would be out of practice at playing. It would be unfair to expect her to hold orgasms or not to speak. Besides, he wanted to watch her come, wanted to see her face and hear her. He pushed one finger inside her while rubbing her clit. Her eyes widened as he began to push his finger in and out. He inserted a second and hooked it, trying to find her elusive G-spot. When he found it, he began drumming on it.

She hardened her bite on her bottom lip. He felt her muscles tighten as she tried to hold back her gathering orgasm. Pleased, he leaned forward and licked her while his fingers continued to play with her G-spot. She tasted so sweet. He sucked her clit and nipped at it. Her legs tensed and then began to shake as she tried to hold off her orgasm.

He lapped at her juices and sucked her clit. She began to wobble. He grabbed her leg with one hand and increased his assault on her clit and her pussy. He glanced up and saw her eyes were filled with tears from trying to please him. Delighted with her attempt he said, “You may come whenever you wish.”

The relief on her face was obvious. He went back to licking.

She tensed.

She moaned.

She screamed!

He grinned.

He laughed.

An Artist’s Kiss…

ss-artist-kiss-dd-3When artist Gabriel Milford, 47 wanted a plus-sized mature model he never expected to find the love of his life. Now he just needs to convince Isabella Coburn, 50 that they were meant to be together.

But Isabella has a terrible secret, a secret dark desire that she’s spent her life trying to ignore.

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Isabella Coburn, 50 left the nude modelling world years ago but Gabriel Milford, 47, needs a rubinesque older woman to pose for him. He’s determined Issie will pose for him but she’s equally determined not to.

Determined to win her over Gabriel does it the wrong way – he attempts blackmail then by forces his attentions on her. It’s only when she tries to sneak into his property that she finally agrees.

Isabella has had a secret since she was 19. One that she’s only shared with one other person who treated her like she had the plague when she confessed it. Since then she considers herself perverted, sick, swearing off any involvement.

Now she’s running scared – she’s met the one man who makes her dark desires clamour to be free – desires that Gabriel would be only too willing to satisfy.

Can Gabriel convince her that she isn’t perverted? Will she finally accept who she is or will she continue to shun happiness the way she has for the past twenty years?

[Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, HEA]

A Siren Erotic Romance

STORY EXCERPT:

Grimacing, Gabriel looked at the brush in his very paint-stained hands then angrily turned back to glare ferociously at Ian.

“What do you mean, you haven’t been able to get a model? There’s got to be thousands of women out there who pose,” he growled.

“True, but you said you wanted an older woman and most women models that age are just not plus-sized.”

Furiously Gabriel snarled loudly, “Well, find one!”

“Calm down, Gabriel. I’ve contacted Erica Jones’ agency. We’ve used her agency before although I’ve never actually met her. She’s got plus-sized models on her books but I think they’re in their twenties and thirties. Still, she said she might have or might know someone.”

“I don’t want someone young, Ian,” Gabriel snapped, sick of telling Ian the same thing over and over. “I told you I want someone in their forties or even older. I don’t care if she’s in her late sixties or seventies. I want a woman with character, a woman who’s lived.”

“Okay, okay. I get the picture!”

Gabriel threw down the paintbrush and, stomping angrily across to his easel, he tried to look critically at the painting as he fumed on Ian’s unsuccessful search. Surely it shouldn’t be this hard to find one damn model! Ignoring Ian for the moment, he turned his attention back to the huge canvas in front of him.

A foreshortened figure of a gaunt naked man, lying on his back with his head toward the viewer, filled the painting. Even though the strokes were broad and heavy there was still a slight softness about the work that created a sympathetic feel. The haunted face appeared as if the man were in pain. Maybe from being stretched out or maybe he was ill or tortured. Whatever the reason, it drew the viewer immediately and they felt the same hurt, the same agony. It was an uncomfortable piece but it certainly demanded attention.

There wasn’t much work left to do on it and he really wanted to get started on the female nude. He took a deep breath, inhaling the aromas of paint, linseed oil, and turpentine.

Without turning, Gabriel said gruffly, “Just find someone, Ian.”

“I will. For goodness’ sake, Gabe, relax,” Ian snapped a retort.

Surprised at the exasperated tone in Ian’s voice, Gabriel turned back and really looked at the man who was both friend and agent. Gabriel saw with surprise that Ian looked very upset but was still trying to calm Gabriel down. Ruefully he realised at once Ian would be doing everything he could to satisfy Gabriel’s request.

They’d been friends for so long, ever since Gabriel started making his name in the art world. It was then he’d realised he’d need an agent and found Ian’s agency. Ian worked with the three “As”—artists, actors, and authors. Gabriel knew how hard Ian worked to satisfy his clients. Now Gabriel felt awful for yelling and complaining.

“I’m sorry. It’s just I get caught up and…”

Ian sighed loudly.

“I know, Gabriel. Believe it or not, I do understand. Let’s face it, I’ve seen you working for years so I know a little of what goes on inside that thick head of yours.” He smiled to take the sting out of his words. “Just when were you planning on starting the nude?”

Gabriel looked back at the vast painting.

“This…” He pointed to the canvas. “It’s really finished. I just want to touch up a few areas so maybe next week. The client wants this ready in three weeks so I’m ahead of time. Anyway, I want to get plenty of sketches down on the female nude so I can decide exactly on the pose and size. Until I have a model, I really don’t know the pose.”

He hoped Ian could understand the frustration he felt. His mind was filled with dozens of ideas but until he had an actual woman in front of him he wouldn’t be able to decide. The pose would really depend on the woman, how the play of light and shadows affected her body, even the woman’s personality would play into his ideas.

“I’m meeting Erica Saturday night, a party with a few million people, anyway hopefully she tells me she’s found someone.”

“Thanks, Ian.”

“If she doesn’t have a model then there’s a good chance she’ll know an agency that might be able to help. Don’t worry, Gabe, I’ll find her for you.”

“Sorry I got angry. I know you’re doing your best.”

Gabriel reached out a hand to Ian as a peace offering.

© Suzy Shearer 2016

Dark Desires 3

ADULT EXCERPT:

“So you like this, do you, Issie?”

He grabbed his dick and rubbed his hand up and down the shaft then stepped out of his jeans.

Oh my god!

It looked huge, thick, and long. Isabella panicked, wondering how on earth he would fit it inside her body. She suddenly realised she was licking her lips in anticipation.

“Tell me. Tell me you want my cock.”

“I…” She nodded.

“No, say it,” he demanded. “Say you want my cock.”

Stuttering, she said, “I…I want your cock.”

“Tell me, my beautiful Issie, have you ever sucked a man’s cock?”

She shook her head.

“Mm. Have you ever been fucked in the arse?’

She gulped and shook her head again. He untied one of her wrists and an ankle and rolled her onto her tummy before tying her arm again.

“I want this luscious arse bright pink.”

As he spoke he began rubbing and kneading her bottom. Isabella couldn’t help it. She lifted her buttocks slightly into his hand. Then she felt him smack one cheek. This was so different to the other time he did it, this time she was naked. He hit her bare flesh again.

Oh god, she thought, amazed, it feels so good.

He hit her again and this time he forced his fingers between her cheeks and pushed them down until he could rub her slit. Then he hit again and rubbed. She could feel how wet she was, it felt as if she was dripping onto the bed. Gabriel spread her juices between the cracks of her arse. She lost count of how many times he hit her, all she knew it felt amazing.

She kept saying to herself, please don’t stop.

She felt him untie her other ankle and then manoeuvre her until she was on her knees with her legs apart, her head against the bed. He moved until his face was against her ear.

That sexy voice of his murmured in her ear, “I’m going to fuck you, Issie. I’m going to fuck you until you come again then I intend to keep fucking you until I come.”

She turned her head to look at him, shocked.

“If you’re a good girl I might even let you come twice.”

“Twice?” she gasped.

“Mm, you have such a delicious cunt, I loved tasting it. Now I just know I’m going to love fucking it.”

His dirty words both shocked and excited her. She’d never had a man say such crude things to her during sex. She watched as he stood then smacked her arse again. He rolled the condom onto his swollen cock then pulled her around until he could position his dick at the entrance to her drenched pussy.

Gabriel put a hand on his cock and guided it between her lips. There was no nice gentle rubbing, no easing in, instead he thrust in hard. She cried out as she felt herself stretch painfully to accommodate his size and then Isabella felt his balls bang against her. The pain had disappeared and in its place was a burning hunger. Gripping her hips, he pulled her back and forth in time to his hard thrusts.

Instinctively Isabella began to move as well so Gabriel dropped one hand from her hips and instead began to rub her clit. He hammered her hard and rough. Isabella gasped with each thrust and she could hear Gabriel doing the same. She could hear their flesh slamming together, echoing in the room, could smell his masculine aroma and her softer sweeter one.

His fingers pinched and rubbed her swollen sensitive clit. Stunned, Isabella felt another climax rock her. She bit down on the sheet covering the bed as he continued to push his cock deep inside her.

He shouted, “That’s right, Issie. Come for me!”

He continued pummelling into her and Isabella was almost overwhelmed by the feeling in her mind and her body. It felt surreal, she felt as if she were starting to float. Gabriel used his other hand and pulled hard on one nipple, using it to direct her movements. Between his fingers on her clit, the one pulling her nipple and his cock ramming in and out of her, Isabella had no chance.

Her scream echoed around the room as her third orgasm shook her. Gabriel increased his thrusts. He pounded deeper and harder until she felt him grab her hips to pull her tight onto his cock. He shouted her name as she felt him fill the condom with his cum.

Isabella lost it.

She lost all sense of time. All she could feel was her body shuddering as that third climax rippled across. She thought Gabriel collapsed against her but she wasn’t sure as she followed the wonderful feeling. Never in her entire life had she experienced multiple orgasms. Never had she felt ones as hard and strong as these. She actually felt drained. She had an idea that Gabriel untied her and she thought she felt him lie beside her then gather her into his arms but she was too relaxed, too satisfied to even know for sure.

© Suzy Shearer 2016

An Artist’s Kiss is book 4 in the Dark Desires series.

This series is about the secret cravings we have, the things that go on behind closed doors. Those dark desires we harbour and crave but sometimes afraid to ask for.

Each book in the Dark Desires series is a stand-alone so the books can be read in any order.

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Elephants and Ever-Afters…

For plus-sized Laura, 55, sex means she’s in charge, she coverjust needs to find a man who’ll accept that.

When she meets the sexy-looking Tobias Duncan she thinks he’s a bull elephant charging everywhere but all the same he strikes a chord deep inside her.

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It’s like a clash of wills when Tobias Duncan, 57, meets Laura Keell, 55 but neither can forget the impact each had on the other. To Laura, Tobias is just like a charging bull elephant, but he still presses every button. For Tobias, Laura is everything he’s ever dreamed of.

Tobias tries everything he can to find out where Laura lives, he just can’t forget this beautiful plus-sized woman. Both try to forget, but when a chance meeting with a friend of Tobias means he can see Laura again he jumps at the chance. But there is a problem that neither share.

Tobias wants a woman who dictates the terms during sex. And Laura? Laura loves to be in charge. They drop hints over a few weeks until a rather interesting event sees Laura confess. Their romance goes from casual to sizzling almost overnight. Nothing can come between them as their love grows—that is until a tragedy strikes.

Will death separate these soulmates?

(Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, M/F, HEA)


STORY EXCERPT:

When the train finally pulled into Central railway station, Laura pulled her warm black jacket over her cream top, slung her tote over her shoulder, and stepped from the train. After getting a taxi from the station to drop her outside a large building in the centre of Sydney’s business district, Laura checked the tenants’ board, confirming the solicitors she needed were on the third floor. Rather than use the lifts and trying to get some exercise, Laura opened the exit door and began climbing the stairs to the third floor, her heart pounding in wonder what the meeting would mean for her.

As she reached the third floor and went to open the door with her left hand, it was suddenly slammed open, knocking her backward. Somehow she managed to grab the door knob as she fell saving her from a dangerous tumble down the long steep flight of stairs.

“What the fuck?” A loud bull-voice screeched down at her.

Laura went to stand, putting her hands on the ground, only to have her left wrist send a bolt of agony up her arm. Twisting, she managed to get to her feet using the nearby railing. Standing, she glared across at the attractive man before her.

Before she had a chance to open her mouth, he continued yelling, “What the hell did you think you were doing?”

Never one to back down, Laura looked daggers at the man and shouted, “Me? What the fuck were you doing opening the door like a frigging bull elephant charging a car?”

Indignantly he replied, “I did not!”

“No? Well in that case how was I knocked off my feet?”

She wanted to add Mr. Smarty Pants but thought maybe it would be a bit too much.

“You shouldn’t have been there,” he said irrationally.

Laura couldn’t believe his attitude.

“What? I shouldn’t use the stairs but you can? Come off it Tembo.” She fought the urge to slap his handsome face as she suggested, “Just admit you charged through that door without thinking of other people.”

Full of indignation he bellowed at her, “I did not!”

“You did! You’re just a fucking angry bull elephant Tembo, charging without looking or caring.”

“Not true! And my name’s not Tembo,” he barked.

“It is, Tembo’s Swahili for elephant and that’s what you are—a crazy bull elephant!” she returned his shout with her own.

The pair of them glared at each other, sizing each other up for the next round of shouting when Laura noticed another attractive silver-haired man just behind the elephant trying very hard to stifle a laugh. He put his hand on the elephant’s arm.

“She’s right, Toby. You did slam that door open.”

The laughter in his voice was unmistakable. He side-stepped passed the elephant who’s eyes continued to bore into Laura’s in anger and something else which Laura couldn’t put a name too. She did notice the elephant had lovely light brown eyes to go with his sexy face, but she tried to ignore them as the other man picked up Laura’s bag then held it out to her.

“Are you okay miss?”

The adrenaline rush Laura had gotten when the door flung open now disappeared. She began to shake when she looked down the stairs and realised she would have been seriously injured if not killed had she not grabbed onto the door handle. The second man followed her look and grimaced. He looked at her kindly and put his hand under her right arm.

“Let’s get you somewhere where you can sit down.”

Thankfully, Laura allowed him to usher her through the door after she pushed the elephant rudely aside. Unfortunately, he followed the two of them as Laura was led to a large couch in a long airy foyer.

“Thank you,” she managed to stammer, then stared fiercely with what she hoped was an extremely angry look at the elephant.

The other man said something to him she didn’t catch and finally he had the grace to look slightly embarrassed as he nodded, turned, and walked through the large doors into the reception area of the offices opposite. A moment later, he came back with a cup of water. Laura’s hand shook too badly as she attempted to take it from him. Instead, he put it on the seat alongside her. Murmuring her thanks, she tried to lift her left arm.

She couldn’t hold back the gasp of pain as she moved it. She looked down at her swollen wrist. Already twice normal size, it was beginning to darken. The second gentleman looked at her wrist then up at the elephant.

“We’ll need an ambulance.”

“Fuck,” said the elephant with undue emphasis.

© Suzy Shearer 2017

Dark Desires 3

ADULT EXCERPT:

His tongue did wonderful things to her body, then he dropped the cloth and began kneading the other full breast. Laura loved it, she threw her head back and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue, his fingers and the water—all caressing her. Her body tingled all over, her excitement gaining speed with every touch.

“On your knees,” she gasped, her voice gravelly with arousal.

Tobias dropped to his knees, looking up at her, and Laura looked down into his face.

“You told me you would do whatever I asked,” she said, lowering her voice sensuously.

“I did and I will, just order me. I promise to make you happy.”

Steeling her heart, she asked, her chest tight with concern, “So, if I want you to fuck me, you will?”

“Of course.” His words were almost breathless.

Laura held her breath. This was it.

She asked, “If I order you not to come until I tell you, would you? If I wanted to tie you up and ride you? If I tell you how to fuck me, you’d obey?”

“In a heartbeat! Oh my god Laura, nothing would give me greater pleasure.”

She looked at him in stunned amazement. Could it be? Oh god please let it be. She crossed her fingers, but she had to make certain he really knew what she was asking.

“You do understand what I’m saying Tobias? I… I have to control things in the bedroom, not you. At times I may want to spank you, tie you up, you’d have no say in what I did.”

He rocked back on his heels, a look of sheer ecstasy on his face. If possible, she saw his erection grow harder.

“I knew there was a reason I wanted you, sweetheart. It’s what I want, a woman who will control me when we have sex. It’s what I’ve always wanted.”

She searched his face, her heart pounded with joy. He nodded, she pulled him up by his hair and kissed him. Tobias gave back as much as she took, their tongues entwined. Laura melted against him, his cock pressed hard against her body. They finally broke apart, his mouth close to her ear.

“Order me. Tell me. I want you so badly, I want this so badly. I need you to command me.”

“Make me come with your mouth and your hand.”

Somehow she managed to give the order, her voice overjoyed but husky and low.

He dropped down to the floor again and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. Laura put a hand on his other shoulder and one against the wall to balance herself as he ran a finger up and down her wet slit. Her moan of delight burst forth as she felt his tongue run the length then stop as his mouth sucked in the bead of her clitoris. All she could do was close her eyes and hang on for dear life as he worked on her body with his magic tongue and those fingers of his. He soon had her writhing and screaming his name as she came.

Panting, she had to wait a moment before she could speak again. The sopping towel on her head had dropped to the floor sometime as she’d squirmed and twisted. She pulled on Tobias hair, unable to say anything and he crawled from under her leg and stood. She took hold of his cock and ran her hand up and down the length of it.

Finally able to speak, she said softly, “I’m going to suck this, but you can’t come. If you feel you will, tap me and I’ll stop. Just know I’ll be very angry if you do come.”

“I understand.”

Laura sank to the floor, kneeling on the soaking towel and looked at the penis as it bobbed in front of her. It was a lovely thick cock, its eye staring at her. She leaned forward and licked the length of it, feeling Tobias shudder as she opened her mouth and drew it in.

Right then Laura decided Tobias had a delicious cock. As she stuck the tip of her tongue into the eye, she knew she’d be sucking on it often. Working her mouth up and down it, she wrapped her tongue around the sensitive underside. She felt Tobias’s fingers grab her shoulder so she drew his cock almost out before trying to swallow it. His fingers tightened their grip on her shoulder and she smiled to herself. If she gave a few more deep pulls, he would come, but that would be unfair to both him and her. She needed to know how he fucked, if he truly wanted her to control things.

Drawing his cock almost out, she looked up. His eyes closed, his mouth open, breath rapid. The fingers on her shoulder had dug in as he tried desperately not to come. Laura took pity on him and stood after kissing the head of his dick. He’d leaned against the wall, still with his eyes shut, breathing hard and fast. Laura turned off the water and grabbed a few towels. She threw one at Tobias, wrapped another around her head, and used the third to partly dry herself.

“Come. Show me how hard you can fuck a woman.”

© Suzy Shearer 2017

Elephants and Ever-Afters is book 5 in the Dark Desires series.

This series is about the secret cravings we have, the things that go on behind closed doors. Those dark desires we harbour and crave but sometimes afraid to ask for.

Each book in the series is a stand-alone so the books can be read in any order.

A new erotic novel – out now!

OUT NOW Elephants & Ever-Afters
Book 5 of Dark Desires – what’s your secret sexy fantasy? Your hidden Dark Desire?
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It’s like a clash of wills when Tobias Duncan, 57, meets Laura Keell, 55, but neither can forget the impact each had on the other. To Laura, Tobias is just like a charging bull elephant, but he still presses every button. For Tobias, Laura is everything he’s ever dreamed of.

Tobias tries everything he can to find out where Laura lives—he just can’t forget this beautiful plus-sized woman. Both try to forget, but when a chance meeting with a friend of Tobias means he can see Laura again, he jumps at the chance. But there is a problem that neither share.

Tobias wants a woman who dictates the terms during sex. And Laura? Laura loves to be in charge. They drop hints over a few weeks until a rather interesting event leads to Laura confessing. Their romance goes from casual to sizzling almost overnight. Nothing can come between them as their love grows—that is, until a tragedy strikes.

Will death separate these soulmates?
NOTE: Each book is a standalone and may be read in any order.coverlgeelephant