Thanks so much for
having me back on your blog, Elyzabeth with my latest ménage story, Carmel’s
Choice. It was one of those stories that
was a long time in the making. By that I mean, the first inkling my muse gave
me, was, when I wrote this flash over a year ago now.
His Gift
She looked
devastatingly beautiful, teetering on the edge, as she was. Her breasts bounced
gently with the agonizingly slow rise and fall of her hips, as she rode him.
His body tightened in need, the urge to take over, almost unbearable, but he
forced himself to watch her climb. Little beads of perspiration glistened on
her silky soft skin. Her lips parted and her little panting breaths told him
how close she truly was.
"Please …
please, Sir … I need to…"
"What do you
need, my love, tell me." His voice sounded hoarse, laced with arousal and
need, and damn pride of the submission he witnessed.
"I need to go
faster, Sir, please…"
The thumb settling
on her clit made her shudder, and the tremors started. One of his hands dug
into the soft flesh to hold her still, and she moaned her need.
"Fly, my
little one, for me. Let go."
Given free reign
they increased their pace, and her eyes flew open and sought his. Wide with
desire and shimmering with tears and love, they seared his soul, and he dug his
hands into the arm rest of his wheel chair.
His vision of the
couple on the bed blurred, as his own tears fell.
"I love you,
Sir."
****
Powerful, I think
you’ll agree, and it stayed with me, niggling in the back ground, until I woke
up one morning, having had the most delicious dream. My heroine was at a
wedding, with her Master out of the country, and he’d sent her a present….What
could possibly go wrong…
Carmel's Choice
[Ménage and More: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage
a Trois Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
It’s just one night of kinky sex. What could
possibly go wrong?
When the birthday present from her Master is
one night of no holds barred kinky sex with his ex-army buddy, Carmel Blythe
doesn’t know what to think. A good subbie obeys her Master’s wishes, however,
and there is no denying the instant connection she has with this experienced
Dom.
Topping Gideon’s gorgeous wife is the least
Nash Jonas can do to repay the debt he owes the man. After all, Gideon took the
bullet aimed at Nash—the very one that cost the other man his army career and
put him in a wheelchair. If only Nash could keep those pesky emotions out of
the deal.
Gideon cannot stand to see the sadness in his
wife’s eyes, nor the restlessness in his best buddy’s soul. Pushing the two
people he loves together will surely satisfy everyone’s physical and emotional
needs.
Carmel’s choice may well change everything…
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/carmels-choice
About
Doris:
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at
least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that
she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives
happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies,
and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on
the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual
by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty
insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the
midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and
besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha
heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary
to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Stalking Links
~~ Erotic Excerpt ~~
“Such beautiful feet you have, but you’re not giving Gideon a show.
Lift your skirt and show him how wet you are for us, pet.”
Carmel drew her gaze away from the sight of Nash’s dark head at her
feet and sought out her husband’s. Sitting in his wheelchair next to them, the
hungry way he looked at her made her comply with Nash’s words immediately. She
yanked the hem of her dress up, and Gideon drew in a sharp breath. Nash
surprised her by lifting one of her legs over his shoulder and turning slightly
so that Gideon got a full-on frontal view of her cunt.
“Oh, yes, look at how wet she is for us. Her hole is clenching, and
when I do this…” He abruptly pushed two fingers into her pussy hole and curled
them up until she saw stars and ground herself against his hand in an effort to
seek the release just hovering out of her reach.
“Oh, fuck, she is squeezing my fingers, so eager to come, but we
won’t let her yet, will we, Gid?” Nash bit down hard on the inside of her thigh
and then
