#Reduced #Price on #BDSM #Erotica – Gift of Her Submission

That’s, right, we dropped the price to $2.99 on my best selling tale of three submissives with their one Dominant.  A little back story might help the sale ;)    Gift ofHer Submission

Few years ago (before the 50 Shades trend) my publisher asked me to write a male dom/female submissive story.  Turns out I had inspiration from three very dear loved ones at the time.  The first story, based on someone who is an aspiring writer (or would be if she didn’t get lost in the jungles of New Mexico trying to deliver coke to  crazy Soviets) and deep down submissive, with a yearning for respect from a certain dominating type.  In Casey’s story, she was given just that, the chance to step into a world where she might fit better, or leave it, no harm done.

The second story deals again with another loved one, who would be here today except she made millions selling glass dildoes to sex starved women in the Middle part of the Eastern world.   Needless to say, before she discovered this talent, she struggled with complex issues only women can understand. Needing a reinforcement of her attractiveness, her sensuality, Ronan aimed to remind her of her inner beauty as well as her outer sexiness.

The last story deals with a third and final loved one, who, yup, you guessed it, disappeared. She tried to bury the bottle but it turns out when you’re only 152.2 centimeters and the bottle you’re trying to bury is full of liquor and weighs 1.75 liters, it becomes difficult to lift, and therefore falls on you before you even get a drop into you.  Anyhoo, in the story, this submissive needed to see that pain wasn’t the answer to see true love, but that it could be an accompaniment to other sensual pleasures, softer ones.  Hard control was fine, but topping from the bottom would not get her anything but unsatisfied over time and build resentment.

Ronan couldn’t have that, these women all meant something to his heart, and would one day get the chance to show him.  But first, he needed the Gift of their Submission…

Pick up your copy today at Amazon!

Never Ending Blog Tour

By Sascha Illyvich

By Sascha Illyvich

LOL!  Quite a funny thing happened when I started talking to bloggers.  Turns out, they’d LOVE to have me on their blogs so we’re doing a huge roundup and exposing what is….the Bad Boy of Romance to a larger audience.  The way I see it, the more the merrier LOL!

We’ll be talking about my 1NS books from Decadent Publishing, along with the mainstream erotic romance I’m currently going over edits for, sharing excerpts from that, my Sizzler releases and of course ENDANGERED out from Red Sage in the summer of 2014.

I think there’s a few giveaways too so you’ll want to make sure you peep the schedule often and comment.  I can’t give away books to empty entries!

So far the schedule looks like this: (Post updated as I get links)

July 8th – Heather Long
July 15- Desiree Holt
July 16 – Jessica Subject’s Mark of the Stars
July 18th – Ditterverse
July 23rd Decadent EDGE blog – The Allure of Menage!
July 26th – The Book Tart
July 27th – Deneale’s Blog!
July 29th – Decadent 1NS Blog
July 29 – Ashlyn Monroe
August 2nd – Jessica Subject
August 5th – Tara Lain’s place
August 8th – Susan Johnson (Talking  Paranormal Romance)
August 10th – Tina Donahue‘s place
August 15th – Desmond Haas
August 20th – Cerise Deland
September 9th  – The Writers Challenge
September 17th – Cindy Spencer Pape’s slot for Naughty Author Chicks!
October 8th – Nine Naughty Novelists (Pushing ENDANGERED and Torn to Pieces
October 12th – Romance Junkies
December 2nd – Jessica Subject (she REALLY likes me!)
December 4th – Liz Crowe

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Dungeon time! Frolicon Scene Report

Dark Sensualities and Primal InstinctsBack from Frolicon but still in Georgia!  I’m here for another day and a half to de-stress from such an exciting, emotionally exhausting (in a good way) liberating convention.  Imagine having several hundred of your closest, kinkiest friends around who are bi, gay, straight, poly, cis(wtf is cis) etc and just having a LOT of fun we couldn’t have otherwise.

The joke for me is this:

Discover on Thursday that writers track panels are in room 622.  the same room as the Atlanta Swingers party that night…so we start off with hilarity only to realize that we’re spending two whole days in this room.  And in between at night, the Dark Room Party.

Watch where you sit LOL!

Hanging with author Shakir Rashaan was a blast as always.  The 50 Shades panel was awesome in that someone brought us drinks, so we got our drink on while shit talking the book, giving out the good points and what that author has done for us as erotica authors.  We got to celebrate Shakir’s new contract with Zane, and Simon and Schuster, which was awesome.  My news with Red Sage, talk contracts, writing tips, publishing tips, Male POV, chop it up writer style basically.

There was cigar herfing involved.  I’d say about 50 or so cigar smokers gathering on the deck to partake in what the brothers of the leaf call Herfing.

Talk of JR Ward’s Lover at Last book release happened, in relation to NY not taking on the GLBT or M/M market, talk of WriteSEX happened, pimping yet again the ability to make money in erotica if you’re smart about your business plan and author platform.

I can’t mention the sexy parties, but let’s just say, they were sex!

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Bound After Midnight Release

1boundaftermidnight1600x2400Hello Readers,

For those of you who love erotic paranormal romance with kink, we have
something special for you! Out today at Sizzler Editions, Bound After
Midnight.

This awesome anthology features novellas by Bonni Sansom, Margie Church
and yours truly. Three tales of otherworldly romance and kink!

The ties that bind are not always visible, the universal concept of
love, not always seen clearly through the eyes of the wandering
traveler. This is no truer than in the case of Solan, a warrior with an
unknown destiny in “Finding Eternity.” Wounded on the battlefield, his
rescue by a vampire who yearns to be his proves to be too much for a man
with no concept of ownership. “Cream on the Crop” is a rather tongue
in cheek, yet powerful story about a strong willed woman of privilege
making her own way in the country until a specter appears and shows her
carnal delights through submission of more than just will. Demanding
blood lust fuels our characters in “Hunter’s Bounty,” a tale of rescue
featuring a very unlikely type of shape-shifter as love interest for our
vampire heroine. Each tale weaves the intricacies of kinky sensuality,
sensual romance and story enough to keep you turning the pages of this
hot collection. Perhaps you, too, may find yourself lucky enough to be
Bound After Midnight…

Purchase now from Sizzler Editions:
https://shop.renebooks.com/ProductDetails.asp?ProductCode=ILLYVICH-27

See a peek at the first chapter from Finding Eternity, my contribution
to this anthology at:
http://saschaillyvichauthor.com/2013/02/21/first-chapter-from-finding-et\
ernity-from-bound-after-midnight/

There’s also a chat with the authors at Coffee Time Romance tonight, 9
PM EST!
That URL:
http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/Chat2.html

Thanks and I hope you enjoy!

Sascha Illyvich
The Bad Boy of Romance

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50 Gays of Shade – New Release

The cover for the highly anticipated gay Anthology 50 Gays of Shade comes out from Torquerue Press on February 13th.  Best selling author Kiernan Kelly decided to try her hand at editing and came up with this anthology, a brilliant collection of authors all writing the hottest in m/m and BDSM.

My Contribution – Into the Void – involves a dominant who let the noise of the world come crashing down on the relationship he shared with Trent, his loyal, loving 50gaysofshadesubmissive.  That is, until Shade calls and questions David’s character.

Look for the URL to purchase on February 13th!

For now, here’s the cover!

The Real 50 Shades

I had an incident the other day that required me to think really hard about fiction vs. reality in the BDSM realm.  The run in involved a fan of that 50 Shades nonsense that’s passing for erotic fiction these days.  The person loved the book and from what I understand, Christian Grey is quite the dominant.

Only he’s fantasy.

The thing about that is that in reality, those men do exist and those scenarios do happen, frequently.  There are whole sites dedicated to the fetish world.  The problem with this was, the person I spoke to saw pictures of what “I” as a top do for my bottoms.

This is relevant to the writers world from several points of view.  First, the marketing aspect.  If you’re truly a fetish person AND a fetish writer, even if it’s erotic romance, you’re going to have a hard time selling to the mainstream unless you can pull off what E. L. James did and let the world know you’re not really kinky and that it’s really twilight fanfic gone mainstream without ripping off Twilight blatantly.  Many fetish authors aren’t fetish and couldn’t really deal in the fetish world.

For our writers, a few definitions:
Top=the one doing.  Not necessarily a Dominant, but not the one being done to
Bottom=the one being done to.  Not necessarily a submissive but not the one doing.

Dominant and submissive can imply a power exchange.

The writer in me wants to go into my local dungeon, notepad and pen in hand and ask questions, take notes.  Basically, the writer in me would put the Kinky Kontingent under a microscope. The Dominant in me wants the writer in me to understand what I do is intrinsic, taught to me and there’s much more going on than what’s being seen.  The Writer in me yearns to understand the reality of a beating.

Let’s take a simple spanking scene.  Just a short few swats on the ass, and break it down.  This is adult content FYI and strap on play.

Ronan groaned, pressing his mouth against Valerieʹ shoulder. Grateful for the contact, Valerie continued to buck against Siddellaʹs cock, enjoying the contact of skin against skin while Siddella rubbed Ronanʹs swollen cock up and down her cheek.
Ronan slapped Valerieʹs ass cheek with his bare hand.
The sting burned, forcing Valerieʹs eyes shut. ʺItʹs your body, my prince,ʺ she cried through pain that was sure not to destroy her now.
Ronan slapped Valerieʹs ass again, hitting the other cheek.
Pain flared over her globes, her nipples hardening even further from the sting.
ʺYou like the spankings, donʹt you?ʺ Ronanʹs voice was gritty, hoarse from coming but his lips were firm against her skin. He licked a trail of fire up her arm, sending a shudder through her.
Valerie began purring. ʺYes, I like when your hands are on
me, my prince.ʺ

In that little bit of a scene, what happened was this:  Ronan had already established trust with Valerie AND Siddella.  Valerie trusted him from the earlier bit in the book where we established that she had a goal and so did Ronan.  Even Siddella had a goal but hers was minimal in this part of the story.  An emotional bond was deepened by his question.  Her response, both physically and mentally reinforced that bond.  Later on there is a little aftercare that helps the subs in question come to grips with what was done so they understand that Ronan is guiding them from his heart.  The lesson Valerie had to learn involved parts of her life at 40+ years of age. Aftercare addresses the actual mentality going on.

But all you’d see in reality was the spanking, and her taking the dildo in her ass, and if you stood by close enough, you’d hear their dialogue.

In Reality: people play all the time like this and harder only after they’ve talked extensively.

In FICTION unless the book is a pure BDSM story where the heroine or hero is TOTALLY NEW, then we have to focus more on a deeper plot.  In Gift of Her Submission,  three different heroines are entering the kink world at three different stages of their lives.  Siddella has been kinky all her life and yearns to explore love through pain, Valerie’s explored some but as a cougar she wants more, and Casey, is totally new to all of Ronan’s charms, yet seeks out comfort in a non traditional method.  A little bit of dialogue and talk happens throughout the stories, interweaving Ronan’s past into you the reader.

Cover for Menage Bound, a romantic bdsm tale of an impending threesome

In reality I (and good dominants/tops) DO NOT  PLAY WITH SOMEONE WITHOUT TALKING TO THEM TO LEARN WHAT THEY WANT, NEED, CAN HANDLE, CAN’T HANDLE.  This does include some sordid past shit like abuse, but I only need to know what NOT to do to trigger something in the bottom’s head, unless we’re friends. But the bottom must trust me extensively.  And as good with whips as I am, if I don’t feel comfortable with a certain tec

hnique or toy, I will NOT use it on them until I have done my research and actually played with the toy.
In fantasy, the kink still has to make make sense.
In reality, I don’t know why my bottoms laughed when I mentioned that the pill I was about to lick off her back fell off her ass.  (Well, I do know, it was funny!) But that could be a fetish all itself.

I felt like a monster after my incident.  But I’ve been told by others both Scene aware and Non that I’m not.  YOU can however as an author use that as a plot device to craft a proper evil dominant.  The evil guy always gets the plot lesson wrong anyway and that’s the reason for his or her demise.

If you’re curious about Gift of Her Submission, it’s on Amazon for a song!
If you need a menage fix, Menage Bound is here for you.

Menage Bound – All Romance Ebooks

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-menagebound-904934-146.html

The story I’ve been talking about for the last few months is finally out!

Siddella is an overworked corporate executive with a simple fantasy: give up control to a skilled man. Better if there are two men.

Chase and Jason want someone to accept their relationship and sell to find a willing third partner, a woman who can fit right into their world of kink, bondage and sensual pleasure.

Only through madame Eve these three well meet but are they Menage Bound?

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New Cover Art for BDSM Erotic Romance story Her Male Slave

 

And it’s an older book BUT It’s also better written than 50 Shades of Grey!

Her Male Slave is a story of corporate seduction, a very dominant woman and a scheming employer. Anastasia Forrester is asked by her boss to use her Dominatrix skills to seduce his competitor, Jerry Norman. Then she is to force Norman sell his company over, or face exposure and blacklisting in the corporate world. It is an easy task for a woman of Anastasia’s inclinations until she becomes the cause for Jerry’s auto accident. Wealthy Jerry Norman’s life is empty and lonely until he ends up in the hospital after the accident, sees Anastasia, and realizes she is a woman he would do anything for. Soon his resolve is put to the test as Anastasia demands Jerry’s complete submission, and he finds himself in chains, being strictly trained, her helpless, willing slave.

Read an excerpt:

SHORT Excerpt:

“Fuck it, I’m going to have that man.”  Anastasia paced around her tiny office.  Her small dungeon was probably too large for someone who had never seen a flogger or riding crop outside of the horse track, and she didn’t want to shock Jerry, just fuck him.  And make him beg for her.

He’d just have to get over it. She’d have to be careful not to hurt him again.  Anastasia was playing with fire in more ways than one.

She sat back down at her desk; she had work to do.  But later tonight, plans needed to be made.  As soon as she dropped Jerry off at home, she’d make a trip to her dungeon.  The sheets on the bed had to be changed, she needed to buy new candles and hide some of the more extreme toys.  She could see Jerry’s expression when he saw her speculum.  “What the fuck do you intend to do with that?” he’d say.  Or her spreader bars.  She chuckled at the thought.  He’d look so pretty tied up with her spreader bars to a bench.  What she’d love to do to him.

The thought was enough for her to get up from her desk and lock the door.  She came back to her desk, opened a lower drawer and pulled out a little pocket vibrator.  Anastasia unbuttoned her blouse a little, pulled out a breast and tweaked her nipple to a hard peak with her fingernails.  She slipped off her shoes, lifted her skirt to her hips and tugged her panties off a little. The vibrator hummed quietly against her thigh as she slid it upwards towards her wet lips.  The tiny toy caused quivers throughout her body as she imagined Jerry’s tongue lapping at her.

“What a good boy you’ve been,” she thought as she pictured his reddened ass moving up and down from swats of her flogger.  It would be hard to control where the tails landed as he ate her.  When the orgasm hit, Anastasia tried to suppress a scream but ended up biting her lip and yelping anyway.

Goddamn the pain felt good!  It’d been too long since she’d had a real male slave, she’d decided.  Why did she feel so empty at the thought of just fucking him?

More fun at the expense of 50 Shades of Grey

I heard that atrocious book 50 Shades of Grey is going to be made into a movie.  Readers are wondering what they’ll do since the majority of the book is BDSM “mommy porn” and how they’ll cut or what they’ll cut out of the book for the movie to make sense.

It’s funny to think about this as an experiment of what’s good for BDSM and the public and what’s not.

In terms of readership, readers want a full story full of twists and turns, and to keep guessing.  They like to think.  The movie audience does too but visually, their minds see what the director shows them.

In some instances, a LOT of stuff will be cut.  In a book like 50 Shades of Grey, with as much heavy handed BDSM as a theme, with the fact that TRUST must be shown, any director who is NOT familiar with the Lifestyle will probably make a LOT of mistakes, not entirely on purpose due to the medium being changed.

I’ve been studying film and screen writing, trying to grasp the structure of a story told via the written script and how it compares to that which is shown on screen.  It’s not easy and while your humble romance author is smart, I’m still simple.

I imagine a LOT of the book will get cut or reworked for film purposes  Fans will either love it or hate it, and it won’t matter because at the end of the day we’ll still have one thing to fall back on.

Secretary.  A movie about BDSM done RIGHT.

Once again this post was another “done for SEO purposes” post.  Though I do not have a strong opinion of 50 Shades of Grey.

New Contract – Treasure’s Gift at Decadent Publishing!

Received two new contracts, one for Treasure’s Gift, a story I reworked about a woman who tired of her best friend coming over and ignoring the heat between them.  So she uses creative methods to get him into her bed…with their cute redhead friend.  This is for Decadent’s Edge line of erotica.

The other story they picked up was my last 1NS, Menage Bound – about a mouthy yet tired corporate executive who needs a break and wouldn’t mind if that break came in the form of two hunky dominant males.  And a little bit of pain.  And a lot of poking, prodding, plundering and…well you’ll have to see.

  Until those two are ready and in edits, here’s a brief excerpt from Surrender to Love (available at Decadent Publishing and Amazon.com)

Bruce studied her, shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “You’re a very beautiful woman.”

Heat rushed up her cheeks and her eyebrows rose. She’d never heard that from anyone. “Thank you?”

“I know that moving fast with you is probably not the way to go.” The tone of his voice sounded as though he controlled the impact behind every word.

She swallowed hard. What would his hair look like if he freed it? “No. I’m….”

Before she knew it, he was on his knees before her. He reached for her hand, captured and clasped it in his. The sheer difference in size intimidated her.

Rough, calloused fingers smoothed over the top of her hand in a gentle motion. Bruce’s lips pressed against her skin.

Goose bumps appeared on her arms and a shiver raced through her. She didn’t know what to do, but she didn’t want to pull away. Her heart did a double thump against her chest.

His eyes traveled up her body, stopping briefly at the tops of her breasts. She realized then just how naked she was. The purple robe was parted enough to show her black, mid-thigh chemise with slits up the sides. It fit her curves very well. Beneath it, she wore nothing.

Bruce’s eyes met hers. She stared back into the depths of his gaze, holding it for a moment. Violet eyes smoldered with lust.

“You find me attractive?”

“I do.” He nodded.

She turned away, still holding his hand. “Oh. I suppose you have to.”

His fingers stiffened against her palm. “What does that mean?”

She spun to face him, the swish of her hair blanketing her shoulders, “It means you’re paid to seduce. I know your type!”

Bruce cleared his throat and started laughing. He slapped his knee with his free hand.

Livia yanked her hand from his and stalked back toward the desk. “See!”

Bruce rose to his full height, lowering his gaze. “No. I am a blind date, not an escort. 1Night Stand is a matchmaking service, you do know that, right?”

Livia smirked, bumped into the desk, and leaned into it. Matchmaking was the same as an adult service. Right? She was supposed to get laid, right? Wasn’t this what Dr. Gena wanted for her? Setting her hands on her hips, she stared at Bruce. “Yes but….”

“Madame Eve, the owner, is very thorough with her clients and very particular with their needs and wants. Trust me.” He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his brow. Then he folded it back into a perfect square, stuffed it into his jacket, and continued. “I went through hell to use her service.”

Curious, she relaxed her posture, just a touch. “What do you mean? Why would you need a blind date or matchmaking service?”

Color filled his cheeks and tinged his fair skin with a light shade of pink. “Well.” Bruce held his hands out to his sides. “Some time back I was in a relationship that didn’t go well. I loved her, but she left me for a woman named Alexandria Rayne.”

Livia had to cover her mouth to stifle the laughter that threatened to bubble up from within. “Some woman left you for another woman? I find that hard to believe!”

He sat at edge of the bed and smiled nervously “It does seem sort of ridiculous, doesn’t it? But this woman was a powerful romance author who wove spells around her audience with her words. It seemed that even I was ensnared by her net until I realized she wanted nothing to do with me. Alexandria was selfish, she’d strung me and my girlfriend along. She broke my heart.”

She really wanted to laugh but she tried to contain her giggling.

“Go ahead, laugh!” Bruce’s voice boomed through the room.

She thought he was annoyed until she saw the corners of his full lips turn upward in a grin.

“It is a little embarrassing now, but I didn’t find it funny then. In fact, it caused me to overwork and end up in the hospital because I was pushing myself so hard—” His voice dropped. “To put her and Alexandria out of my mind. Then one day I was talking to a coworker who wanted to go out for drinks. You know, as friends.”

“I can see where this is going.” She pursed her lips together in a thin line. She crossed her arms over her chest and straightened.

“No, not entirely. I wasn’t going to sleep with her, if that’s what you think.” He leaned forward. “We went to a different type of club. She asked me to go with her and to obey her every whim.”

Livia cocked a brow, “This sounds suspicious.”

He nodded. “Yeah, it did to me too. I wasn’t sure what was up, but I hadn’t left the house or office in several months. I had a heart attack, and when I got out of the hospital, she was there waiting to pick me up. We had only seen each other outside of work that one time when she took me to the club.”

“And you didn’t question it?”

Bruce shook his head and a few strands came free of his ponytail. She realized his hair had been pulled back by a large black scunchie, not a neat rubber band like she’d thought.

“I was just glad to be alive. The next few weeks with Lilith were interesting”

He was supposed to seduce her? Livia had heard enough. “Let me guess, she taught you a valuable lesson and then you ended up being left alone by Lilith only to realize you needed yourself? Tired story. My therapist has given me that line numerous times.”

“No.” He shook his head again. “It doesn’t end quite that way. Please, let me show you what I did learn. Lilith, taught me things I’d like to share with you. Her suggestion that I approach 1Night Stand surprised me, but I’ve found them to be very thorough. Don’t worry.” He shed his suit coat and set it neatly on the bed beside him. “I’m just a single man who didn’t know what to expect. And I haven’t had a partner in a very long time.” He stood and approached her, bending down on one knee while setting his hand out before her. “Please, let me show you how to own control?”

She gasped. The words she’d wanted to take back had come to her in the form of a person. A real, live person who…she didn’t know what. Livia watched him bow his head. What was with a man who could control the entire universe, dominate her rather large space, and still make himself subservient before her?

What would cause that behavior?

Worse yet, the way he knelt before her gave her a view of very broad shoulders beneath his black T-shirt. His hair hung thickly in a loose tail that stopped just at the small of his back. His musk, so male and potent made her nostrils flare. Something tightened low in her stomach. Her thighs grew damp. “Okay. So, how does this work?”

He looked up from the floor. “I have found that freedom, true freedom comes from when the body is restrained, stimulated and—” Standing, he leaned forward, pressing his lips into hers. “Forced to let the mind and heart work in tandem.”

He brushed his lips against hers one more time, the words echoing like silk over her mind. His voice caressed her, causing pinpricks to race up her spine. Her nipples hardened beneath the satin. She tried to move back from Bruce, but the desk and his large frame trapped her.

Slowly, his mouth caressed hers then his tongue swept over her bottom lip.

She tasted his plump lips. Fresh, sandalwood, hints of rose and cinnamon swirled around her nose, knocking her senses off balance. Her mind zeroed in on the image before her, a powerful man, willing to do her bidding while focusing on her pleasure. Some part of this still confused her.

Finally, Bruce pulled back from the kiss, set his hands on either side of her body, and returned to a kneeling position.

Her head swam and she had to steady herself against his shoulders, only to find that his face was at the level of her sex. “How would you go about restraining the body and stimulating it?”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a two bundles of dark blue rope. “Silk helps for those who are afraid of iron.”

An eyebrow rose.

“The chair, a perfect place to hold you,” he indicated with a nod of his head. “You’ll sit with your hips at the edge, legs spread. Arms tied lightly.”

“It won’t hurt?” She looked at the chair, a high-end leather and wood piece of furniture with arms that could be used to hold her hands down if he tied her to it.

“If it does, I’ll loosen the ropes. Just ask.”

That was the problem. She could trust him; she felt somewhat safe with a man who seemed to be in so much control over himself. He could easily hurt her, but she didn’t get the sense that Bruce would. It was odd, but she really found him worth at least a shot. Livia had never asked for anything in her life. She’d always done for herself or gone without. Life had been tough going without, even as her income grew. Still, she wanted things and feared asking for them.

The question jumped from the back of her mind to her lips before she could stop it. “What if I get scared?”

Bruce looked into her eyes and smiled. “You simply say Bluetooth.”

“Bluetooth?” Her eyebrows furrowed.

“Yes. That’s your safeword. If you feel scared and want me to stop, you simply say it and all play of any sort ceases.”

The thought of all things ceasing at her asking gave her a rush as did the tone of his voice. The words again seemed to wrap around her ears in a symphony of seduction that curled like smoke over her bare skin. Her pussy tightened at the thought of him touching her. Her body thrummed with arousal.

“You start by taking control of yourself. You have already done that.” Bruce set a hand on her exposed thigh.

Tingles raced up straight up her back. Anticipation at how this could turn out built like butterflies buzzing in her stomach. She wanted this man. “Okay. So what now?”

“Indulge me, so I can indulge you. Sit on the chair, rest your hands on the arms. Strip off the robe.”

Slowly, Livia moved toward the chair. She let the robe slip off before tossing it on the bed. “Here?”

Bruce blinked, looked at the chair, the window, and then back at Livia. “Well, we could move it away from the window if you’d like, but frankly if I were to look up and see you in all your naked glory, I’d want to know your name. I’d want to devour your body and share nothing but immense passion with you. I’d want to make sure I pleased you continuously, sexually and otherwise.” He stood and held the ropes in his hands.

She felt herself blush again. The rich timber of his voice did things to her insides. After the kiss, she felt empty. She wanted another taste of Bruce but didn’t know how to ask.

“Tie me up facing the window.”

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