By Pebbles Lacasse (Guest Blogger)
The Fifty Shades series has liberated people from the taboo associated with kink and BDSM. In my opinion, the story itself didn't do much justice for Dominants. Not all Dom/Domes or Sadists have a history of abuse. In fact, most Doms and subs grew up in loving households. The movie portrayed Doms/Sadists in a bad light, and I wish more people understood that misconception.
Erotic romance authors writing in the BDSM genre don't see as many raised eyebrows and judgmental glares as we used to. We were often put in a corner, so to speak. Some platforms remain behind the times by forbidding our books from being seen even by those searching for them. Not only is it frustrating for the readers, but hidden books can't be purchased. Unfortunately, I've read some amazing authors who no longer write BDSM because they can't afford to.
Whether living the Dom/sub lifestyle 24/7 or dabbling for the first time, as long as the play is safe, sane and consensual, you aren't doing anything wrong. As for me, I will continue to write romantic erotica with either suspense, small-town drama, or another subgenre, but you can rest assured that writing BDSM will always tickle me just right.
Blurb
He's too good to be true, but taboo usually is.
When Oryana’s world imploded, she never thought she would smile again, but befriending Flora made her days okay, and seeing Flora's brother Devon, filled her nights with illicit dreams.
She promised Devon would lways be off-limits, but when he dangles himself before her, Oryana cannot deny her lustful desires.
Just one night... What could it hurt?
Oryana is about to discover that some vows are not meant to be broken, but shattering them completely can be most satisfying indeed.
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Excerpt
His hand cups my cheek. “I’ll do my best to give you what you desire. I need you to promise to do everything I tell you to do. It’s okay to stop and ask questions if you’re unsure, but you must do what I ask. Keep in mind, I’ll never harm you nor make you do anything you don’t want.”
He seems genuine. How bad can this be? If he hurts me, I can ruin his relationship with his sister. I never would, of course. Besides, if I told her anything about this, she’d hate me forever. He’s family, and families stick together. She’d likely cast me aside and never look back. Best friends don’t stab each other in the back. Yet… that’s exactly what I’ve done, and I’m about to do it again.
“I can’t promise to do everything you ask.” My head shakes, and I stutter. “W-what if you tell me to, um, r-run naked through a crowded parking lot? Do you expect me to just do it? Because I definitely won’t humiliate myself for your benefit.”
Seeing the humor in my example, Devon chuckles. “I’d never ask you to do that because I know it’s not something you’d enjoy.”
“You’re damn right! Public nudity isn’t my idea of a fun time.” I didn’t mean for that to be funny, but he laughs nonetheless.
His knuckles glide tenderly down my cheek. The kindness in his eyes softens me. If he continues to look at me with that much affection, I very well could fall in love with him. A broken heart is not desired; knowledge and experience are the goal.
Growing up, he was so cold and distant. I thought he was an asshole. The way he’s looking at me now, it’s crystal clear that I couldn’t have been more wrong. How can eyes be so dark and mysterious one moment but so quick to switch to reveal the patience of a compassionate man?
“Let’s eat while we talk. I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry,” he says before he presses a warm kiss to my forehead.
“I’m famished.” My butt slips off the stool so he can drag it back to the island.
He lifts the lid off the pot to give it a quick stir before he scoops some into bowls and sets them on the island. He frowns at the bread being slightly burnt around its edges as he piles the pieces onto a plain white plate. I’m impressed that he’s not trying to wine and dine me with elegant dinnerware.
Devon brings salt, pepper, and grated cheese to the table before he refills our wine glasses and sets the bottle on the table.
I have yet to look away from him as he sits, spoon in hand. His glance meets my stare.
He smiles and says, “How about this: You ask me what you’d like to know, and I’ll do my best to answer.”
“If I don’t know about this stuff, how can I ask questions about it?”
“Touché,” he replies and licks his lips as his spoon swirls his chili.
About the Author
Pebbles Lacasse is an Amazon top-selling romantic erotica author of plot-driven contemporary suspense.
She loves to make readers’ hearts throb and entertain their minds while leaving their bodies tingling with desire. She leans toward spinning tales of bad boys with big hearts desiring women who didn’t know they had a kinky side.
She’s known for stories of women with hardened shells and dominant natures but who hold a secret yearning to be loved.
Her books and short stories often take her readers into the BDSM lifestyle while revolving around real-life issues.
Her captivating stories of romance, love, and tender moments keep her readers coming back for the next hottest story, knowing there will always be a happy-ever-after or happy-for-now ending because we all want life to work out in the end.
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1 comment:
Welcome to Beyond Romance, Pebbles! Thanks for being my guest, and congratulations on the new release!
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