H.C. Brown & KevaD
BDSM Erotic Romance.Three stories in one, from two bestselling, award winning authors of sexy romance, H.C. Brown & KevaD
DEAR K: We make fantasies reality.
Lynda joins the Dear K web site for a little private pleasure and Internet experimentation in BDSM. But the shy woman’s game play draws the interest of the Dom, Shayd. One night Lynda’s phone rings, and the delicious voice on the other end commands her desires into a world she never imagined could leave her breathlessly asking for more.
Danielle’s perfect suburban life with the perfect husband and perfect home is a fraud. Her husband is a lying, cheating asshole who has destroyed their marriage, leaving her longing for a memory that never was – the school crush that never happened. Now, K has located the memory turned fantasy and is about to drop him in the middle of Danielle’s wildest dreams.
Brianne’s married lover leaves her beaten and barely alive. Then a stranger kidnaps her to the life he lives behind the letter K. K isn’t “normal,” or at least what Brianne thought the word meant. Still, the dangerous and way too handsome K promises her revenge on the man who stole her ability to trust. And all she has to do is handcuff herself to a chain suspended from the ceiling. Yeah. Right….
Angular fragments of light flashed in the world of darkness behind the silk blindfold. The delicious scent of warm, musky male intoxicated Lynda Green, and sent a shiver of anticipation through her jaw. She pulled at the soft leather strands securing her hands to the headboard, and pushed her aching breasts toward the Dom pinning her to the bed with his muscular body. The man’s nipple rings grazed her aroused flesh sensitized by his every movement over her body. A moan of needy desperation garbled in her throat under the fragrance of exotic male and wild leather, coaxing her to the edge of climax.
Pleasure-pain scored a path over her flogged buttocks but she wanted so much more. She wanted him, over her, under her, in her. She wet her lips and ground her hips against the thick cock pressing hard against her swollen pussy. The Dom’s second-skin leather pants hid nothing of the size of the prize she craved to taste. A deep chuckle rumbled in her Dom’s chest. Peppermint breath caressed her face and an inquisitive tongue traced a devastating path across her lips. She raised her chin to capture his elusive mouth.
The need for his kiss tingled along every nerve ending and spiralled downward to curl around her throbbing clit. “Please. I can’t take any more.” He closed his hot mouth over one tingling nipple. Her Dom used his teeth to torment the tender bud before moving to the other. He slid his damp flesh over her belly. Trapped in darkness, she quivered at the unexpected touch of his warm hands opening her thighs. A strand of his sleek hair brushed the fleshy crease between her leg and pelvis. Her Dom teased then parted her folds with one long finger. She hovered on the brink of orgasmic delight.
Lynda opened one eye and flailed out a hand to turn off the alarm. Damn! The “Dear K Fantasy” site had invaded her sleep again. She moaned and slid one hand down to her pussy to capture the touch of her imaginary Dom for a few moments longer. Her finger
slid between soaking folds to circle her hard sensitive clit but nothing came close to the man in her dreams. The alarm buzzed again.