[I couldn't decide which of Erzabet's excerpts I liked better. So I decided to include them both! Enjoy! ~ Lisabet]
Lipstick:
Black Dress Chronicles, Book 1
The
perfect shade of lipstick can lead to the perfect opportunity for
sin…
When
living-challenged author Claire Presswood gets invited to go on a
night out on the town with her two best friends, she isn't prepared
for the evening that awaits her. Hungry and overworked, she arrives
at a masked party at an art museum in time to meet debonair artist
Maxwell Douglas. One look from his luminous eyes and Claire knows
this will be a night to remember.
Be
Warned: light BDSM, spanking, sex toys
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Nice Excerpt
“What
do you think? Does this lipstick make me look fat?” I eyed the
mirror and mushed my lips into a moue.
“Oh
my God, Claire.” Rachel rolled her eyes and snorted. “Fat?
Really?” She smoothed on a shade of cranberry red that looked
dazzling with her preternaturally enhanced olive skin. The girl made
being a vampire look good.
I
gave her a thumb’s up.
“Yes.
Fat. Come on, guys. I need something different. Nothing too…edgy.”
“Edgy,
huh?” Carmen snickered, her kitty shifter cattiness coming into
play. The Latin beauty grinned. “You should be worried about it
making you look dead.”
Carmen
sauntered over to the makeup counter where we were trying on new
shades of lipstick and selected a tube, twisting it open. She
grimaced and shoved it back. “Some of these…ugh. You might as
well be trying out for the circus. Why don’t you try something a
little more drastic? Like this one?” She lifted up a black tube and
opened it to reveal a shade of purplish brown that I loved.
“Sin”
was one of the hottest colors around. I actually had it in my makeup
bag at home, but tonight wasn’t about scaring up a bondage partner.
It was more about having a normal night out with the girls.
“I
already have that one. Too leather club. I want human. Natural.”
Carmen
snorted and twirled a finger in her hair. “Honey, I love you, but
one thing you are not is human.”
“Bitch.”
I turned my head from side to side. Nope. The earthy shade was
appealing and didn't make me appear like a candidate for the
coroner’s office.
Score!
“Maybe,
but you know I’m right. Can’t have you going to the party looking
like a zombie now, can we?”
“Ha
ha.” The comment stung, but Carmen did have a point. With my
complexion, if I got something too red, I’d look like I’d just
eaten someone’s face off. Something too light? Postmortem ice queen
with no color at all. Finding the right lipstick was an art and
apparently a forensic science.
“All
right, fang girl. Are you ready yet? Because I am.” Carmen poked
Rachel in the back with her long red fingernail and smirked. “The
party is going to be over and all the hot guys taken before you get
your vampire ass out of that chair.”
Naughty
Excerpt
“What
would you like to see first?” Maxwell's eyes resumed their fiery
trail down my body.
“How
about that spanking bench?” I smiled, letting him lead the way.
He
led me to it and I leaned forward onto the padded seat, deliberately
giving him a stellar view of my backside. Rachel was right about the
dress. It was perfect.
“Is
this right?” I feigned ignorance, waggling my ass in the air.
He
moved behind me and as I arched my back in a provocative pose. He
sucked in his breath. “Yes. I'd say that's just about perfect.”
He pressed his erection against my ass, grinding it against me.
I
moaned deep in my throat, sure that this had to be some kind of
dream. Moisture pooled in my slit and hunger clawing at my insides. A
low keening growl escaped my lips and I froze.
Bad
zombie.
He
reached around and kissed me, his breath falling short as he took in
the slight glow of my eyes.
“Exactly.”
He opened my mouth, sliding his tongue against mine, urging me to
respond.
I
accepted the challenge, savoring his mouth. His scent was earthy and
his essence made me want to devour him.
He
broke the kiss and leaned back, his gaze meeting mine.
“God,
my palm itches to spank you,” he breathed, reaching for an errant
curl that had fallen across my face. “You are intoxicating.”
I
took his hand and placed it on my breast, eager and more than ready.
I turned in his arms and pushed my ass alongside the erection
straining against his trousers. I imagined it inside me, pressing in
even closer.
“I
want you,” I breathed.
“Well
then, there is just one little thing we need to remedy.” Maxwell's
voice was low as he ran his hand in a light trail down my spine.
“Really?
What's that?” I shivered as his hand traced lines down my body.
“The
dress. It has to go.”
“Ummm.”
I lifted my arm and his hand found the zipper. As he slowly moved it
down, the dress loosened and he pulled it over my head. Clad in the
thong, lacy-topped black thigh-highs, and shiny black stilettos, the
chill of the room had fine goosebumps erupting all over my skin. My
nipples pebbled with the delicious blend of cold and desire and maybe
just a little fear. This man could do anything to me and who was to
say the woman in his pictures upstairs was even alive?
The
danger sped up my heart and made my juices flow.
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