Adults Only - 18 Years plus
Since my next book to be released is a contemporary BDSM menage M/f/f romance, the book seems a good way for me to kick off the hop. You can't get much naughtier than menage and BDSM.
I co-wrote this book with 2 other wonderful ladies - Leia Shaw and Sorcha Black - and we each took on the responsibility of one character, plus they called me in to touch up the sex here and there (no sniggering please), as well as write the part of Jude, the Dom. So any spanking, flogging or growling done by Jude at his two bratty submissives is partly my fault. Only partly as the man had a way of taking over and wrenching the crop from my hand when I did it wrong.
There's a plethora of spanking and impact play, a tinge of pet play, and a generous amount of Dominance, bondage and submission in The Dom with a Safeword. But there is also a great story. We plotted our little hearts out and even made one of our beta readers cry (yes, we're mean ! ). There's sexy fun but also some sadness toward the end.
But below is the blurb and a naughty excerpt.
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Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blond Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own. Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.
Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?
Next, a little excerpt from the book. Sabrina has been pinned to a table by Jude while he and Q think of naughty things to do to her:
Jude lifted his hand from her lower back and the spot felt suddenly cold. Sabrina almost complained but caught herself. No way would she give any indication she enjoyed this. When his hand came down again, she could tell he was gathering handfuls of her dress. Inexorably, like the raising of the curtain on a stage, he was hauling it up.
Then the hand dragging up her dress switched from hard and heavy, to a lighter grasp. Q had taken over the task while Jude went back to holding her down at neck and lower back. Her dress was staying on. The threat of sudden, terrible nakedness was gone.
Yet that hold of Jude’s on her – so firm, unrelenting, and male. His calluses rubbed her nape. He’d shown her such consideration without relinquishing a single bit of control. And without him speaking a word to her, she felt their connection sink in, from where his palm touched her skin, and spread through her flesh.
The hem of the dress reached her upper thighs. Trembling, she adjusted her grip on the tablecloth, and put her forehead to the cloth. If they looked, they’d see her thong was drenched.
A touch of cool night air hit her bared ass. So vulnerable.
Q came into her vision again. She looked down at Sabrina curiously.
Maybe she could appeal to her too-nice side.
“Q,” she said in a small voice. “Just…just be nice.”
Q smiled. A good sign, right? “I don’t think you really want me to be nice, little girl.”
Uh-oh. The thrilling meaning of those words quivered all the way to her bare toes. She clenched them into the cool timber floor, because squeezing her thighs together was too obvious.
“I’ve never seen you sexier than this. Waiting for me.” Q seemed fascinated with looking at her body. Her fingers touched Sabrina through the dress fabric, just above where Jude pressed on the small of her back. Q stroked her, shifting lower, and Sabrina shut her eyes. Her hand must have travelled over Jude’s then the touch returned on her naked flesh, stopping when Q reached the cleft of her ass. She drew little circles on Sabrina’s skin.
Warmth spread like a small wave, rippling between her legs, making her throb. Imagining where Q was looking, knowing where she was touching, and what she intended to do…Sabrina groaned and wriggled.
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