I have Darling Adams on my blog today with an excerpt from her new book Loose Morals. Have you read it yet? It's super hot! Let's see what she has in store for us today, take it away Ms. Adams!
Thank you, Casey for
having me today. I know we’re both in the fan camp for anal
punishment, so I thought I’d send over the scene of Sasha’s harsh
anal punishment. Charlie, the dominant vampire who had fallen in love
with Sasha, just found out she is the same woman who betrayed him
years ago. In this scene, they are finding their way back to each
other through a heavy dose of dominance.
“You will be
punished for that.”
She shivered,
excitement and fear mingling in anticipation.
He rolled her to her
belly. “Bring
your knees up under yourself.”
She rose to her
hands and knees.
“Did I say you
could
use your hands?”
His cold, imperial
tone made butterflies flutter inside her. She lowered her head and
torso back to the carpet, dropping her arms beside her.
“Reach back and
hold your cheeks open.”
She sucked in her
breath, realizing his intention. Reluctantly, she reached back,
taking one buttcheek in each hand and pulling them apart to expose
her most private of places to him.
She heard a zipper
and waited, tensed for his intrusion.
He rubbed the head
of cock over her pussy and she relaxed, relieved. But as soon as he’d
dipped inside her slick channel, he withdrew and pushed against her
back entrance, using her juices as the only lubricant.
Her anus contracted.
“You’re too big,” she whined. “It won’t fit.”
He wrapped an arm
under her waist and moved her hips forward and began to spank her
with sharp, swift slaps. She let go of her cheeks and squeaked,
trying to catch herself with her arms. There was no need. Charlie
held her easily suspended as he warmed every inch of her backside
until her pussy dripped from his dominance and her ass flamed.
He dipped his
fingers into her pussy and wiped them on her anus, working a digit
into her hole before she’d realized what he meant to do.
She gasped, the
sensation more pleasing than she believed
it should be.
He lowered her
torso. “On your forearms.”
She assumed the
position and waited, a rivulet of sweat trickling down her breast.
He removed his
finger and brought the head of his cock to her back hole once more.
The pressure stretched her and she whimpered.
Charlie reached a
hand around and flicked Sasha’s clit. “Open for me.”
Her obedience, even
in the face of his coldness, cracked the armor he’d put up, his
mistrust of her fading each time she humbled herself to him. Cruel
though it was, he was testing her, using sex as punishment, his cock
in her ass as dominance, his fangs in her vein as authority.
There she knelt, her
ass in the air for him, reddened by his hand, her spirit fearful, but
willing.
He circled her clit
and she relaxed, arching toward him. He pressed his cock against her
anus with more insistence, even when she drew a hissing breath.
“Open, Sasha,”
he advised.
She held perfectly
still and he continued his pressure forward, easing into her hot,
tight tunnel. He gripped her hips and pulled them back, impaling his
cock into her ass, then easing her back and repeating the slow
movement.
Sasha moaned, a
noise somewhere between protest and encouragement.
“Give me your
wrist,” he commanded.
She looked over her
shoulder, confused as she reached one wrist behind her, leaning on
the three points of her shins and one forearm.
He gripped the
wrist. “Now the other.”
Her eyes widened as
she realized what he wanted. She had to rely on his hold on her
captured wrist in order to lift her weight off the other arm. She
leaned into it tentatively, lifting her arm reaching it back with a
look of slight panic. He held both wrists in one hand, her torso
suspended over the floor. If he let go, she would fall on her face.
With his other hand, he gripped her hair and pulled her head back. In
this position of complete dominance no part of her could
resist him without paying a steep price.
Sasha mewled, but
the scent of her arousal had grown so strong it filled the room. She
wanted this as much as he needed it. He pumped in and out of her,
fucking her ass as both punishment and penance, knowing this was the
path back to all that had been good between them.
Loose
Morals
When
Sasha Deschamps unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man
on her late night walk home from work, she winds up with a
supernatural guest she can’t get rid of. The dominant immortal
demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her
until she has performed an act of magick, one which she does not know
how to even begin.
Charlie
sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the
curse placed on him by a jealous lover over one hundred years before.
He also loves toying with the feisty witchling, doling out
humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them
both hungry for satisfaction.
Emotionally
detached to the point of amorality, his motto has been “friendly
with many, close to none”, but he finds himself falling for Sasha,
believing he might be able to trust a woman again. When he discovers
she is actually the reincarnated witch who cursed him, though, his
world turns on end. Can he believe she has returned to his life to
heal the rift between them? Or will he walk away from her again, as
he did so many years ago?
Publishers
Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage
and erotic sex scenes.
About
Darling Adams:
Darling
Adams is a naughty author who loves writing about hot alpha males,
Dominance, submission and power exchanges.
She
also writes spanking romance under the name Renee Rose.
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