Fetish & Fantasy, #2
Released: July 28, 2014
Marley Saltzman has a secret fantasy. She wants to let go of everything, and submit to a Dominant. Intrigued by her friends BDSM lifestyle, she convinces him to put her on the guest list for his monthly fetish party. She had no idea how far out of her element she would be until she came face to face with an experienced Dom.
Lex Gregory has been nursing heartache and raising his daughter alone for so long he barely remembers what a submissive feels like at his feet. When he meets Marley, he can’t believe that the naïve woman ever thought she could handle kink. All too quickly his need for her refreshing innocence and lack of preconceived notions grows, and he has to have her.
The two began a subtle dance of sexual submission and wit that leads to a night of passion and unanswered questions. Will this dance end in heartache, or will they both find their darkest fantasies fulfilled?
Warning: Adult Themes-For Mature Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. M/F, graphic language, consensual BDSM, spanking, public sex, HEA.
He knew the moment it dawned on her that the only open seat was the matching chair on his right. Her entire body tensed, and her cheeks flushed as just the tip of her pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. He waited while she reviewed her options, and then stiffened her spine like a battle weary soldier heading into the last skirmish of the day. Her lush hips swayed as she moved in his direction, and she gave him a wary smile.
“Is this seat taken?”
Her voice was slightly husky, and it went straight through him to his cock. Shoving himself to his feet, he towered over the petite woman, and grinned when she shivered in his shadow.
The petite beauty smelled like some sort of candy from his mother’s chocolate shop, and Lex’s mouth was watering to take a bite. He could see that her hair was thicker and more vibrant than he had imagined now that she was closer, and her skin was as pale and flawless as the china doll that sat atop his daughter’s dresser. Dark eyes ringed with thick black lashes, were topped with perfectly arched eyebrows, but most intriguing was the smattering of pale brown freckles that dotted her upturned nose. He wanted to kiss each one and then strip her naked to see if there were any more on her body.
Lex was shocked at his own reaction to her. It had been more than three years since lust for a woman had hit him so powerfully. Even that submissive had been barely a blip on the radar compared to the fire that this woman lit inside of him. He fought the range of emotions that washed over him, and finally realized that she was looking at him expectantly. Shit, she asked me a question.
Clearing his throat, he shifted his stance and apologized, “I’m sorry; I was lost in thought for a moment. What did you ask?”
Her hand came up to cover her smile, and she said, “I just asked if this seat was taken.”
Relief coursed through him that he hadn’t already offended her. He was rapidly coming to the conclusion that he needed to spend the night with her sexy body wrapped around his, and it wouldn’t do to fuck it up now.
“No, it’s free, and I’d love to have you join me. I’m Alexander Gregory, but please call me Lex.” He offered his hand so that he would have the opportunity to touch her satiny skin, and he wasn’t disappointed. It was like stroking the skin of a newborn, so sweetly untouched that he had to force himself to remove his hand from hers.
“I’m Marley Saltzman.”
Her eyes darted up to his, and then dropped back down to the bottle of water in her hands. She was twisting it so hard that the wrapper was tearing off. Unable to resist, Lex reached out and covered her grip on the bottle, giving her a gentle squeeze. “Is this your first event?”
Marley nodded, and allowed him to take her hand and draw her down to the seat at his side. For just a moment, he could only stare at her profile as her eyes darted around the room. Her nervousness was obvious, but she held her spine rigid. She had the bearing of royalty, but underneath, behind the smile in her eyes, he could see her fear and discomfort. He couldn’t even vaguely remember what it was like to be a newbie to this world, but he sympathized with her in ways he shouldn’t at this point.
“It’s all right, princess. In a place with this much kink there’s no need to force the unwilling. No one will touch you without your consent. Relax, and tell me what brought you here.” As he spoke, he reached his hand out and brushed a dark brown curl away from her cheek.
Fetish & Fantasy, #1
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After fifteen years as a bland housewife, Alana is ready to shake up her life by fulfilling her darkest fantasy. She wants to be watched. Her exhibitionist streak is ready to break free, and she knows exactly whom she wants for her voyeur.
Doug would give his wife, Alana, the moon if she asked, so he’s more than willing to participate in a public threesome at a fetish party if it makes her kinky wishes come true. His business partner and best friend, Killian is the wild card in their plan.
A businessman first, and a trained Dominant second, Killian never gets tied down to one submissive. He’s a lover with commitment issues, but he doesn’t hesitate to help fulfill Doug and Alana’s fantasies. Once the fantasy is set in motion, the three players must decide if watching sin is enough…
Warning: Adult Themes-For Mature Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. M/M/F, graphic language, consensual BDSM, public sex, HFN. Short story Approx. 14,200 words.
Character Name: Marley Saltzman
Character Bio: Marley Saltzman is a 33 year old graphic artist. She’s five foot three inches tall with dark brown hair, and brown eyes. Her nose is dotted with freckles, but otherwise her heart-shaped face is unmarred, and she carries her curvy form with confidence. After graduating college at the top of her class she focused on building a thriving career working as a free-lance graphic artist. Luckily for her she landed a gig working for Killian Whitfield’s company, Alla-core. She’s curious about the D/s lifestyle, but terrified of it as well. Whether her fear steams from the commitment it involves, or the pleasure it could bring, she’s still not sure…
Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?
My best quality and my worst quality are the exact same. I’m tenacious to a fault. Once I see what I want I go for it, and I’m determined to succeed. That’s worked out great for me in business, but it hasn’t been so good for my personal life. Most of the guys I’ve been with were surprised to find that I’m not much of a pit-bull in my private time.
What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?
That I’m not always as confident as I appear. Do you know how hard it was to walk into that party by myself? Especially when I wasn’t even sure I was ready for BDSM. I put on a brave front, but deep down I want what everyone else wants. I want a man to love and cherish me, and a family of my own. I could skip the picket fence though, I’m really more of a condo sort of girl. *wink*
What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?
I want to submit to someone in every way, and that includes submitting my heart to them. I know it doesn’t fit with the feminist “man-eater” image I have in business, but damn it, I’m a woman and I want a man. A strong one; maybe even one that’s a little rough on the edges. As long as he can be patient with me while I learn my way into all of this.
What are you most afraid of?
Being tied up or bound. It’s a terrible phobia of mine.
What do you want more than anything?
*laughs* The same thing everyone wants; happiness, success, a future. I’m just like everyone else, but I like the idea of erotic spanking, and playing in the bedroom. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
What is your relationship status?
Now that I’ve met Lex I would classify myself as deliciously collared…only without the collar. I think we’ve settled on an ankle bracelet so that I don’t have a panic attack about having something around my neck.
How would you describe your sense of fashion?
Corporate America, I guess. It seems like I strip right out of my suit for work and pull on one of Lex’s shirts. I wear that until bed, so there’s not much more to it. When we go to a Lusty Fantasies party though I’m all about classy sexy—no latex and fishnet for me. The night I met Lex I was wearing a camisole and skirt rather than the fet-wear Killian suggested. I’m glad I went with my gut.
How much of a rebel are you?
I think I’m just now exploring my inner rebel. I’ve always been a “good-girl,” and this adventure at a kink night was a huge leap across my comfort zone. I hope that I can answer that differently a year from now, but for this moment I’d say I’m a novice rebel.
What is your idea of happiness?
Sitting on the sofa after work eating Chinese take-out out of the cartons with the man I love, or maybe kneeling at his feet during a Lusty Fantasies party. Lex. He’s become my idea of happiness.
What is your current state of mind?’
Jubilant. Elated. Overwhelmed. Anxious. Yeah, all of those at once. Isn’t that the way it always feels when you fall in love?
What is your most marked characteristic?
I’ve been told my hair is the first thing most people notice. It’s long and wavy, and it’s a really dark brown color, but there are natural streaks of red and gold in it. A little like a calico cat.
What is your greatest regret?
Not accepting myself sooner and investigating D/s. I’ve had these fantasies for years, and I love reading erotica, but I was too scared, or maybe I was a little ashamed. Whatever it was, I avoided diving in, and I wish I wouldn’t have.
What is the quality you most like in a man?
Confidence. It’s sexier than hell when a man is confident.
What is the quality you most like in a woman?
A woman huh? That’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. There’s this girl at the parties…well, I probably better talk to Lex before I share those secrets. Maybe I’ll have an answer for you next time.
If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
I would put some sort of alarm system on my thoughts to tongue process. I seem to constantly put my foot in my mouth and earn myself swats.
What is your motto?
If you’re always moving forward, you’ll never be worried about the past.
Lori King is an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever-conservative state of Kansas. She juggles three sons, a husband, a dog, a turtle, and way too many extra-curricular activities to mention.
Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world, and embracing something new and different for her. A hopeless romantic, she spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories while always looking for the happily ever after. Find out more about her current projects at http://lorikingbooks.com.
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