For our special Valentine’s Day Steam Hop, I wanted to share an excerpt that was both sizzling hot and devastatingly romantic. I personally think the piece below, from my taboo erotic romance Incognito, fits the bill. For me, love and kink are an irresistible combination.
Speaking of which, my short story collection Hearts & Handcuffs: Romantic Kink is still on sale, for just 99 cents. You’ll find all the buy links at https://www.lisabetsarai.com/heartsandhandcuffsbook.html.
Blurb
Shy and serious by day—insatiable by night.
During the day, Miranda Cahill works diligently on her doctoral thesis. At night, she has sex with strangers. Her secret life explodes when she realizes her masked partner at a kink club and the charismatic colleague courting her are in fact the same person – the one man who can teach her to accept her diverse desires, as well as to trust her heart.
Excerpt
“Do you mind if I join you?” The voice was rich and mellow as a premium scotch, with a posh accent that spoke of education and breeding. “A lovely woman like you shouldn’t be drinking alone.”
She swung back to face the stairs. A man stood opposite her, on the other side of the table. His trim, compact body, clad in an impeccably tailored suit, blocked her view. He wore a designer watch and a gold signet that shone in the muted light. A wealthy older man looking for some company, she guessed. He had dark, wavy hair, with a hint of gray at the temples, and knowing eyes framed by laugh lines. Stubble dusted his solid chin, a startling contrast to his otherwise perfect grooming. It gave him a slightly dangerous air.
“I’m sorry—I’m waiting for someone…”
“It appears you’ve been jilted.” Without waiting for her agreement, the stranger seated himself in the chair beside her. His thigh muscles flexed under his trousers. A waft of his cologne, something sharp and woodsy, reached her nose. She swallowed the saliva that flooded her mouth and struggled to speak.
“Waiter! Another round for the lady, please. Glenfiddich for me, straight up.” He leaned closer, close enough that his unfamiliar scent made her dizzy. “Good thing I came along. It would be a great shame to waste this delightful evening.”
Miranda couldn’t understand why she was so flustered. Certainly he was aggressive, but she was an expert at fending off unwanted masculine attention. “My husband—” she began.
“Is a very lucky man,” he concluded. “Though he’s crazy to let you out of his sight. His loss is my gain, however.”
Something shifted. Something in his voice or his manner triggered sudden recognition. Mark? She almost blurted it out loud, but the stranger’s eyes—Mark’s eyes—held her spellbound. He let his mask slip for an instant. Play with me, he broadcast in that silent gaze. Play out the scene.
Their beverages arrived. Raising the glass to his lips, he let the amber liquid slide down his throat, clearly savoring every drop. “Wonderful,” he commented.
She took a tentative sip of her wine.
“That’s right. Drink up, sweetheart. Then we’ll go to my room.”
The confidence—no, arrogance—she heard in his voice lit a fire in her belly. He was, quite simply, amazing. He’d turned himself into someone else, so effectively she had to keep reminding herself that the man leaning over and murmuring smutty suggestions in her ear was actually her husband.
She pretended to fight her rising arousal. “Really? What makes you think I’ll go with you?”
“I can read it in your body. I can see it in your eyes. You’re a randy slut who’s dying to be shagged.”
His words kindled delicious shame, electric heat. Liquid gushed into her panties. “No, no. I’m married. I’m here on my honeymoon.”
“Then where’s your bridegroom?”
“Detained, I’m sure. Probably caught in traffic. He could arrive any minute.”
“We’d better be going, then. Come along, sweetheart.” He tossed a twenty pound note onto the table then grabbed her by the elbow to pull her toward the lifts.
“Wait—no…” The elevator doors had barely closed before he had her backed against the wall, pinned by his weight. His breath was hot in her ear.
“Can you honestly say you don’t want me, woman? That you don’t want this?” He ground the hard ridge of his erection into her abdomen.
“No—I—please…”
His mouth silenced her half-hearted objections. Miranda melted. He might look different, smell different, but she knew these ripe lips, this bold tongue. Throwing her arms around his neck, she poured herself into the delirious kiss.
Without relinquishing her mouth, he clawed at her suit jacket, then slipped a hand inside so he could thumb one taut nipple. She moaned into his throat and squirmed in his arms, arching against him. He abandoned her breast, leaving it swollen and aching, to slide his palm up under her skirt. He found the bare skin above her thigh-high stocking. She shuddered as he wormed his fingers into her soaked panties to stroke her pubic fur. Sharp pleasure sparked through her limbs and spiraled into her core.
“You’re drenched, sweetheart,” he murmured, finally breaking the kiss to smear her own moisture across her lips. “Protest all you like. Your body doesn’t lie. You love the idea of a hard, fast, anonymous fuck.”
Miranda was silent, tasting the ocean-and-salt of her undeniable lust. The lift slid open. Her companion seized her by the wrists, dragging her along the carpeted hallway to one of a dozen identical doors. This wasn’t their floor, or their room. She knew that as soon as she saw the ropes encircling the bedposts.
Liquid coated the insides of her thighs. Her nipples throbbed in time with her pulse. She searched Mark’s face for some sign of his intentions. “Um—I—M…”
He pressed a finger to her sticky lips. “No names. That would spoil it. Don’t you agree?”
She nodded, mute with desire.
“You can call me Sir. And I shall call you slut. That’s what you are, after all. You want my cock, in whatever hole I might choose. I’m right, am I not?”
Some part of Miranda wanted to sink through the floor. It was so difficult to expose herself this way. Another part of her, though, was proud.
“Yes, Sir.”
“And the bonds—you want those, too?”
Of course she did. She wanted it all.
Buy Links
Ebook
Kinky Literature: https://kinkyliterature.com/book/362-incognito-secret-lives-forbidden-loves
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B1N7CTMQ
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0B1N7CTMQ
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/2940165857058
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1147874
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/incognito-secret-lives-forbidden-loves
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61138791-incognito
Audio - Narrated by Freya Victoria
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Incognito-Secret-Lives-Forbidden-Loves/dp/B0BMWG2XQK
Audible: https://www.audible.com/pd/Incognito-Audiobook/B0BMWDKQH2
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3 comments:
Beyond mischievous, and marvelous, very clever.
Great steamy snippet. The description of his voice is awesome.
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My husband's a master at writing scenes like that for us to play out. Nicely done--and hot! But since YOU wrote it, that's a given! Yum!
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