Sunday, February 14, 2016

Hearts and Handcuffs: Gazillionaire Valentine’s Sunday Snog

To celebrate Valentine’s Day, I’ve written you a brand new short story (rated X!), featuring the characters from The Gazillionaire and theVirgin. This isn’t from the bookit’s a fantasy about how they might spend their first Valentine’s Day together.

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Why, when you’re short on time, does the world deliberately conspire to slow you down? Theo will be so annoyed if I’m late. But there’s nothing I can do. Route 101 headed south is bumper-to-bumper with commuters, all eager to get home to their honeys, or so I presume. Just like me.

That makes me smile, despite my frustration. This is the first Valentine’s Day in a decade when I’ve had anything worth celebrating. Or anyone to celebrate with. I used to work late on February 14th, telling myself that all the fuss about Valentine’s was commercial nonsense, designed to sell chocolates, flowers and jewelry.

Now I know better.

For convenience, we’re meeting at his condo, since I had meetings all afternoon in the city. He’s at the StorySpinner offices in Sunnyvale, most likely bossing his developers around. It’s astonishing how much more assertive he’s become in the past nine months. Anyway, I’m sure he’ll be home before I am.

That’s fine. He’ll have time to prepare.

Flashing lights up ahead indicate an accident. Once I’ve crept past, the road opens up. I lean on the accelerator a bitwhat’s the point of having a powerful engine if you don’t take advantage of it?trying to make up for lost time.

I pull into the parking lot at seven ten, just ten minutes late. Ten strokes of the crop, if I’m lucky and he doesn’t choose the cane instead. I feel wetness gathering between my thighs. I’m not a pain junkie, but if Theo wants to cane me, I know I won’t object.

My pulse quickens and my nipples tighten under my jacket as I stand on the landing, fumbling with my key. He hasn’t told me exactly what he has planned, just that we’ll do some role play, but by now I have a pretty good understanding of Theo’s kinky mind. I know that whatever we do, I’ll love it.

Theo, I’m home.” My voice echoes through the modest apartment. It feels empty. But he should have been back by now. A fist of worry clenches in my chest. What if something happened to him? “Theo?” I head down the hall towards the bedroom.

Freeze, lady!”

Cold metal prods my ribs. I feel the chill right through my suit. An answering shiver races down my spine. A tall figure steps out from the shadows of the darkened office to my left. Rough fingers clamp down on my wrist.

Hey! That hurts.”

Too bad. Get used to it.” He drags me into the office and forces me down into his desk chair before snapping on the light. “It’ll hurt a lot more if you don’t tell me everything you know.”

What?” I scan the blue-clad figure looming over me. Where did Theo get a policeman’s uniform? In any case, he looks fabulous wearing it, the trim fit accentuating his powerful chest and the tight pants showing off his muscular thighs. A silvery badge shines on his shirt pocket. Shaggy hair falls into his eyes, which are dark and intense. He has ditched his glassesI guess he must have relented and tried the contacts I’ve urged on him, because I know he’d never try to top me without being able to see me clearly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Embezzlement. Extortion. Industrial espionage. Sound familiar?” His mouth is set in a hard line. “Gimme your hand!” In fact he grabs me without waiting for me to comply.

He pulls a glittery set of handcuffs from his back pocket. They’re obviously genuine. I try to swallow my nervousness. This is Theo, I remind myself. Your lover. Your master.

It takes him no more than a few seconds to cuff me to the chair. “Now then, missy,” he growls. “Spill. Or I’ll make you.”

Reallyofficer. I have no idea what this is about. Are you sure you haven’t confused me with somebody else?”

No way. The informant was very specific. Wild red hair and the body of a slut.”

I am as thoroughly conditioned as Pavlov’s dog. My pussy gushes whenever he uses that word.

Theo leans over to unbutton my jacket. He reaches in to claim a nipple, his fingernails biting into my taut flesh.

I gasp at the sudden pain and the burst of bliss that follows.

I don’t think he did you justice. You’re a fucking wet dream. But never mind.” He straightens and props himself up against the desk.
My job is to get you to talk.” He pulls a nightstick from his belt and runs his palm along the polished wood cylinder. “Whatever that takes.”

Oh my God! As he strokes his weapon, all I can think about is his cock, just as fat and hard. I risk a glance toward his crotch. He’s obviously aroused, though he seems to doing a good job of ignoring that fact.

Can’t you let me go, officer?” I use my free hand to unbutton my silk blouse, giving him an eyeful of creamy skin and black lace lingerie. I’ve dressed in anticipation of the evening’s festivities, too. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

Trying to soften me up, slut?”

I spread my thighs, deliberately releasing a whiff of musk from under my skirt. Clasping my cuffed wrist with my other hand, I tighten my arms against my sides to accentuate my cleavage. “I can see you need some relief,” I purr. “If you’ll just set me free, I’ll give you what you want.”

What’s to stop me from just taking what I want?” he counters. In a flash, he produces another set of cuffs from somewhere. I’m doubly restrained before I even realize what’s happening.

He must have been practicing all last week.

Now he looms over me, grinning like the fiend he sometimes is. “I’ll fuck you first. Then I’ll beat the truth out of you. Open those thighs, slut.”

If I were staying in character, I’d refuse. But I can’t disobey Theo’s command, not when he uses that voice, that name. I part my legs. Theo flips up my skirt to display my naked pussy.

He sucks in his breath, losing a beat. “Oh, yeah!” He rubs the end of the nightstick over my swollen clit. I moan, helpless and hungry. “You want my stick in this wet cunt of yours? I’ll bet you do.”

He doesn’t wait for my answer. Instead he simply slides the wooden rod into my pussy. Despite its substantial bulk, there’s no resistance. I’m drenched and slippery, ready for this and more. Intense pleasure shudders through me.

Theo pumps the truncheon a few times, careful not to drive it too deep. I’m already close to a climax. He knows that too. He backs away to admire me, leaving the stick hanging out of my pussy. I clench my inner muscles to keep it inside and rock my hips, trying without success to increase the stimulation.

Theo chuckles. “God, you look so hot. But you’ll look even hotter with my cum all over your face.”

Extracting his cock from his uniform, he moves closer, stroking and squeezing. “Bet you’d like this too.” Moisture drips his ruddy bulb, which he holds just out of reach of my tongue. “Maybe in your ass, since your pussy’s occupied?”

Oh...!” As the image takes hold in my mind, driving me to the very edge of orgasm, he jerks ferociously at his cock. In seconds he explodes, anointing my lips and chest with his jism. “Come now, slut,” he orders, simultaneously pulling the nightstick from my depths, mashing it against my clit on the way out.

I swear I don’t need that boost. I’m already shuddering as bliss tears through me. I flop helplessly in the chair, yanking at my steel bonds, while waves of sensation drown me. Eyes screwed shut, I don’t realize Theo has knelt between my thighs until he laps at my clit to send me flying once more.

He’s still there when I open my eyes, a proud grin on his boyish features. All trace of the brutal cop has vanished. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Rachel.”

Heedless of his own spunk, he leans in to capture me in a wet, thorough kiss. I sink into him, eager and grateful. Kissing Theo can be more satisfying than fucking. He’s both demanding and generous as he takes possession of my mouth. Meanwhile, he cups my breasts in his big hands, kneading the flesh through my lace bra and flicking the nipples with his thumbs.

Take this off before we eat,” he says when we finally stop for breath. “I want to admire you through dinner.”

Dinner? But I made reservations at Bellamy’s.” We’d been meaning to try the up-market seafood place for months now. I’d planned to surprise him.

Ah, Dr. Zelinsky! When will you learn that I’m in charge?” He finds my phone in the purse I dropped when he accosted me in the hall. “Call them and cancel. I’ve cooked for you, a special Valentine’s dinnergrilled salmon, pilaf, asparagus Hollandaise, tiramisu...”

Sounds wonderful, sir, but...” I gesture at the handcuffs and give him a grin.

Oh right.” Fishing a key from his pocket, he unfastens my right arm. “There you go.”

I manage the call with only one hand, while he plays with my tits. It’s devilishly hard to concentrate on what I’m saying. His lustful gaze rekindles the embers smoldering between my thighs. When I’ve finished, he releases the other set of cuffs from the chair, but leaves them dangling from my wrist. He pulls me up to a stand, into his arms, into another all consuming kiss. I melt, ready to do anything he asks.

The food should be ready,” he tells me, leading me into the darkened dining room. Alstroemeria and ferns grace the center of the table. Slender white candles cast a glow over the china and silver. A bottle of champagne sits in a wine cooler next to Theo’s seat.

Oh Theo! It’s lovely!” I give him a hug. “No one’s ever done anything like this for me before.”

Off with your blouse now. And the bra.”

Of course, sir. Anything for my Valentine.”

He arches an eyebrow in that way I love, sending a premonition of pleasure straight to my sex. “Now sit down, slut.”
When I obey, he cuffs my left wrist to the dining room chair.

Theo? You don’t have to restrain me. You know I’m not going anywhere.”

He fiddles with the champagne cork. “I just like the thought of your being in handcuffs. You don’t mind, do you?”

Wellno, no, of course not. Whatever you like.”

The golden, effervescent liquid sparkles in the candlelight as Theo fills my glass. “After dinner, I’ll deal with your punishment for being late. Assuming you consent. I’ll let you choose the implement, all right?”

I bow my head to hide my smile. “Yes, sir.”

And thenwell, it would be a shame not to make further use of that nightstick. The costume rental cost me a bundle.”

Arousal bubbles through me like champagne. It’s going to be a Valentine’s Day to remember.

Friday, February 12, 2016

A Trio of Demons (not to mention a contest!)

[I've got a smoking hot sneak peek for you today. Tina Donahue's paranormal menage Mastering the Beast. Plus she's got a fantastic giveaway at the end of the post! ~ Lisabet]

Surrender is the only option she desires.
Taming the Beast, Book 3

No one believes that under the tough attitude and schoolgirl fashion sense, reformed demon Zoe burns for a man, love, and sex. She keeps those urges on ice and well hidden. She sold her soul for a guy once, and all it got her was a one-way ticket to Hell.

Her job, keeping supernatural creatures in line at From Crud to Stud, is all work and no play. Until she’s saddled with a trio of new enforcers who ooze so much sexual heat she’s afraid to be on the same planet with them.

Stefin, Anatol, and Taro try to contain their laughter as their adorable new boss tries to lay down the law. Apparently, no one told her they don’t take orders. They give them. And they’re determined to smooth her rough edges and tame her beast with acts so wanton they’ll make her scream—for more.

Talk about all hell breaking loose. Surrender won’t come easily, but given their devilish charm and her aching need, her journey to submission is one done deal.

Warning: Contains an unholy trio of demons who dont like to take turns. Break roomsnacking. After-hourstraining sessions. In other words, a sensual ride on the pleasure express. Features m/f/m/m sex in every flavor except vanilla. Bring. It. On.

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He tightened his arms against his chest, which rippled his massive biceps.

Zoe’s lips parted at that rugged display of male prowess and his sexy-as-hell tat.

From this moment forward, you’re working for us,” Stefin said. “Doing whatever we demand, including taking care of our carnal needs. Trust me, there are many. We call the shots, not you. We’re in command, not—”

He didn’t finish. Couldn’t actually. Flinging her hand, Zoe released a good deal of her pent-up power that she’d promised never to use again. She’d tried to be nice and where had it gotten her? Stefin saying she was going to be his office and sex slave.

Yeah, right.

With a thunderous crack and a flash of blazing light, she was suddenly outside the room while the three men were locked inside. Hopefully for good.

Constance turned into the hall and stopped mid-step, her full-length gown swishing around her legs. Its dusty-rose color matched her turban, complementing her ebony complexion. She stared at Zoe and walked slowly around her.

Looking over, Zoe turned in time with Constance until they were both moving in tight circles.

Dizzy, Zoe stopped. “What?”

Constance pointed at Zoe’s clothes.

She looked down, surprised her blouse was unbuttoned to her waist. When had that happened? One of its tails hung out of her skirt, which was unfastened and had fallen to the tops of her thighs.

Swearing beneath her breath, Zoe buttoned, zipped and smoothed her clothes until she was back to her old self, pissed and smokin’ away. Damn.

Constance regarded the treatment room. The old door was gone, replaced by a thick steel one, the kind used for a bank vault or a morgue, to keep stuff inside. Constance leaned toward Zoe. “Who, or what, is in there?”


She regarded Zoe’s outfit and then her mouth.
Zoe stepped back. Her lips felt as if they were twice their usual size from Stefin’s hard and ruthless kiss. Passion that went so deep she could still taste him on her tongue. Her pussy couldn’t have gotten any wetter, her soft folds plumper.

Tapping her finger against her cheek, Constance smiled conspiratorially. “Someone’s been bad.”

They started it.”


I don’t want to talk about it.” She pivoted and strode down the hall.

Catching up, Constance grabbed Zoe’s arm and dragged her back. “Ah hon, you can’t leave them in there forever. By the way, how many are we talking about? What are they exactly? Vamps? Weres? Satyrs? Zom—”

SOBs. Three of them, all right?”

If you say so.” She lifted her hands. “I’ll just remove those nasty memories from you, and you’ll be as good as new.”

Zoe backed up so quickly, her ass hit the wall. She looked over at it and then back at Constance. “Don’t touch my head or one freaking memory.”

Constance gave her a knowing smile. “Wouldn’t think of it.” She dropped her hands. “Those pricks must be something if you want to remember them that badly.”

Zoe spoke through her teeth. “Even you couldn’t erase the stuff they just did.” Those memories were burned in her mind for all of eternity.

Oh yeah?” Constance grinned. “That good, huh?”

Freaking amazing and hopeless since their lust for her wouldn’t last long. It never did with guys like that. This was about taming her, having their way. Lots of luck with that since she wasn’t playing.

Come on,” Constance coaxed, “tell me. Maybe I can help.”

Yeah, sure—wait. Maybe she could remove their memories and they wouldn’t recall ever having been here. They could go somewhere else and bother other female demons.

Zoe smiled and then frowned at the thought of them with someone else. Finally, she sighed, knowing that was the only way to get them out of her life before they did real damage. “Okay, here’s what happened. First, he’s all over me, then they strip, then he tells me I’m here to do his bidding in bed and out like everyone died and made him the freaking ruler of Heaven, Hell and Earth. Can you imagine?”

Constance’s dark eyes sparkled with interest. “Absolutely, I’ve had fantasies like that. They’re real cavemen, huh?”

He thought I was smoking to turn him on.”

Well, hey, as long as he’s cute, it doesn’t matter if he’s not the brightest bulb in the pack.”

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Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Kensington, Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, Booktrope, Luminosity, Decadent, and indie. Booklist, Publishers Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels (Freeing the Beast, Come and Get Your Love, and Wicked Takeover) were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the EPIC competition. Sensual Stranger, her erotic contemporary romance, was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for her erotic romance Lush Velvet Nights. Two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

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