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By Lisabet Sarai
When Tina offered me the 31st as my day at Sweet n’ Sexy Divas, I accepted immediately. This meant I’d get to post on Halloween, New Year’s Eve and my own birthday – which happens to be today!
Yes, I’ve made it through another year of writing and publishing steamy romance. No, I’m not a best seller yet, but who knows what the next year will bring?
To entertain SnSD readers today, I have a sizzling excerpt from my my BDSM erotic romance The Gazillionaire and the Virgin. And as part of my birthday celebration, you can download this best-selling, full-length novel for free, between today and next Monday. See the details at the end of this post.
Plus, I am giving away a $10 bookstore gift certificate to one randomly selected commenter. To be eligible, you must include your email in the comment, so that I can find you if you win. (I promise I won’t use the email except to locate you.)
Want another chance at the gift certificate? Go leave another comment on today’s post at my own blog, Beyond Romance. Same rules.
https://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2024/01/its-my-birthday-and-i-have-gifts-for.html
Blurb
Trust can’t be bought—it has to be earned.
She’s the billionaire. He’s the virgin. Still, he knows how to make her melt. One word from Theo, one touch, and Rachel surrenders to bliss. It seems that love and complementary desire may harmonize their differing values, until Rachel’s unwitting violation of Theo’s trust tears them apart.
Excerpt (Rated R)
“On your knees.” I haven’t the slightest idea what I’m doing, but I figure that’s as good a way as any to begin. “Don’t move.”
Rachel sinks to the carpet with impressive speed. Without further instruction, she adopts the classic position, sitting back on her heels with her back arched and her hands on her thighs. My cock hardens at the familiar posture. Who knows, maybe she watches kinky porn too.
The white of my shirt contrasts nicely with her olive complexion, but right now I really want her naked. I rummage in the plastic bag on the couch until I find the shears. Circling behind her, I grab the collar.
“Hold very still.” I hear her intake of breath, just before the steel blades slice into the fabric. I cut my way down her spine, until the ruined garment flaps open, then peel the rags off her arms. I ignore the pang of guilt I feel at destroying a perfectly good shirt. As Rachel would tell me, it’s only money.
That’s better. Now I’ve got a fine view of her luscious breasts, so full and high, topped with the juicy raspberries of her nipples. Her sleek, strong thighs part slightly, revealing wiry curls that are visibly damp. Pussy scent hangs in the air around her glorious body. I swell further as I stalk around her, admiring the elegant curve of her back and the way the ample flesh of her ass spills over her little heels.
“Clasp your hands behind your head.” She complies almost before the order is out of my mouth. The slight change further elevates her tits. Oh, but those rosy nipples just cry out for some clamps! I’ve got some clothespins that would do the trick—just the thought makes my cock throb—but we’ve got to go through the formalities first.
Facing her again, I weigh her breasts in my palms, tracing the dark areolae with my thumbs. She shivers at my teasing touch. “I want to tie you up, Rachel, and do things to your body. Torture these nipples a bit. Maybe whip you with my belt. Stick things into your pussy, your mouth, or your ass. I won’t hurt you, not any more than you can bear. But I need your consent first.”
Her wide eyes remind me of some anime character. Her lips are slack and soft, as though inviting the sort of invasion I describe. Her chest rises and falls with her quick, shallow breathing. She looks young, succulent, needy and a bit scared. The self-confident billionaire entrepreneur has totally vanished.
Power surges through me. She wants what I have to offer. I just have to make her admit it.
I loose my cock from my jeans and pump my erection a few times, just for effect. I think I’m bigger and harder than ever before. Her worried gaze flicks down to my cock. “Do you agree, Rachel? Can I do what I want to you?”
She swallows. She squirms. This is more difficult for her than I would have guessed. It was, after all, her idea.
“Well? Speak up, Dr. Zelinsky.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
She squares her shoulders and meets my eyes bravely. “Yes, I consent. You can do what you want, Theo.”
“Good girl.” I bend to reward her with a kiss. Her mouth is sweet and hungry. “If I’m hurting you too much and you want me to stop, say ‘Apple’. Understand?”
“Yes, yes, of course. ‘Apple’. Now would you please get on with it?”
I chuckle. “Patience, Rachel. I’m in charge here. It’s not your place to make demands.” She lets out a squawk as I rather brutally twist her nipple. “Is it?”
“Ow—no—no, sir.”
Hmm. Where did that come from?
“And from now on, you’ll be quiet, unless I ask you a direct question. Nod if you agree.”
She does. Who would have believed Rachel Zelinsky could be so obedient?
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