Enjoy! Over to you, Raven....
*****
Well, Happy Easter everyone. I
hope Easter was everything you wanted it to be.
Here in Scotland we had sun. I
kid you not. Okay it was probably our one day of summer (yes in April) but we
all enjoyed it.
Now it's back to work.
Not that I mind because I reckon
I have one of the best jobs in the world.
I write.
I'd like to say, I create worlds
and characters, stories and happy ever afters, but actually, that wouldn't
strictly be true. I'm a pantster, and incredibly character driven. Oh I might
say I create them and plot their lives but it doesn't happen like that. I might
be shouted at in the middle of the night (that's usual) and know who my next
story is about, but believe me when I say, I write what they tell me. The
number of times I have no idea where my WIP is going, or it veers off at a
tangent, is probably every story I type.
Secrets Shared, Book one in the
Diomhair series which is now up for pre order on www.totallybound.com is no exception. I
had no idea what Jess had been up to, or why. I didn’t even know the secrets of
Diomhair, (Gaelic for Secret) the castle until they told me. Or that you
pronounce Diomhair, well as best as I can write it phonetically, Jeever with
the J soft shhhh like.
Secrets Shared is the first book
of six, if of course they're all accepted. Book two,
Secrets Uncovered, is out in July. Book three, Secrets Remembered is with
Totally Bound for consideration. No nails, inbox stalking time…
However I'm here to be all proud
and chair swivel jiggling about book one…
So, without further ado (as they
say on TV somewhere), here's the blurb and a wee tease…
They
say never share a secret. Sometimes though, it’s the only thing to do.
Jess
is looking forward to her night out clubbing with her best friend, but her
anticipation turns to dismay when she realizes the venue is a BDSM club not the
disco she’d envisioned. After a disastrous experience with the lifestyle in her
past, she’s adamant she wants nothing to do with it now.
David
agreed to pick up his friend’s sister as a favour, and is surprised to find
himself instantly attracted to the fiery Jess. The experienced Dom recognizes
Jess’ bluster for what it is—fear. There is no doubt in his mind that Jess is
submissive, but getting her to accept that fact will take some doing.
David
is determined to help her, but it is up to Jess to accept. When Jess does give
in to her secret desires, can she truly let go and be the sub David is looking
for, or will she hold onto her secrets?
At
Diomhair you never know what will happen in the end.
*****
“So it’s always been vanilla, no contemplation of
bondage or blindfolds?” he asked her in a mild tone. “You said one of each
first, so no same sex fantasies? No threesomes or voyeurism? Strange after you
admitted you and Kath had once been a couple. No more, pure basics now, eh?
That’s your sex life in a nutshell is it?”
Her heartbeat faltered and she swallowed, trying to
work some wetness into her mouth. He made it sound boring, not safe.
“In, out and roll over?” David smiled. “That seems weird to me.”
What does he know? “Yes,
well, no and don’t go on. It’s what I want, so sue me. Nice, ordinary,”
“Boring.” David interjected.
She glared. “As I was saying, nice, ordinary, safe
sex, thank you. Yes, there was a time when I had a female lover, and no, I
don’t want one now. Nor do I want whipped, flogged, bound or gagged. Waxed,
scored, scratched or whatever else goes on. Not. For. Me.” She knew her
breathing was choppy, and it wasn’t just from fear.
David nipped her wrist. The pain was unexpected and
Jess squealed. “That bloody hurt.” She pushed his hand away and rubbed her
skin. “What the fuck did you do that for?” He was seriously heading for an
assault charge if he wasn’t careful.
“Because I haven’t got time to put you over my lap and
give you the spanking you deserve for lying. Open and honest, remember.”
Oh, she
remembered only too well, and he could go fly. “Well if you want to go spank
someone, go find yourself a sub, mister. This is as open and honest as you’ll
get. What the fuck are you doing?” Jess took his hand and moved it from where
he’d been tracing erotic circles around her breast. “Listen, mate, I don’t
subscribe to the three strikes and you’re out. I subscribe to the touch me and
I’ll sue you school of thought. You’re out of order. Don’t touch me.” Her voice rose and ended on what to her annoyance was a
sob not a defiant shout. “I cannot take this.” Jess put her hand onto the
cushioned seat and tried to lever herself upward. The sofa didn’t cooperate,
and she settled down again and glared at him.
He grinned. “Even my furniture is against you, eh?
C’mere.” He pulled her close and hugged her. Not in anyway sexual but a nice
comforting hug. To her amazement, Jess relaxed. For the first time in longer than
she dare think about, she let herself be held. She didn’t shake, didn’t feel
sick and didn’t pull away. It was nice. Of course it wouldn’t last. Jess hated
the way he’d lulled her into a false sense of security. She turned her head and
let her cheek rest on the fine, soft silk of his shirt. He stroked her hair and
Jess was nigh on ready to purr. Her nipples puckered and she was darned sure
more than her underwear would be damp. If
this is him not coming on to me,
heaven help me if he does. And let me pray there’s no tell tale stain on my
trousers. I’d die of shame.
“So who hurt you?” David used his free arm to hold her
across the shoulders, and kissed the nape of her neck. He spoke casually, as if
he was asking her the time.
All of her contentment dropped away like a stone flung
into a river. She struggled against him.
“No one, just you. Let me go, you asshole, you’re hurting me.”
******
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THanks for ketting me pop by and chat Doris... Er you better check Budda, he's a bit chocolate covered. (well it is Easter)
ReplyDeleteWOW! That looks like a fantastic new series! I can't wait to check it out!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kristin, I hope you get the chance to read and enjoy :)
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