Saturday, August 16, 2014


On this coming Wednesday, 20 August, I'll be one f 20 authors in the First Annual BDSM Writers Conferencce Anthology. Today, I'll give you 7 paragraphs from my entry, You're Mine. This short story is a snippet of bigger things to come from my new series in the works. Think Angels, Demons, and possibly a Fairy or two pop into the story line. The 7 aren't in a carriage ride, etc. but is the first encounter between the two main characters, in a dungeon, stealing that first kiss to be the first of many forbidden ones.

“Target? You are a serial killer,” I shouted, struggling with every ounce of strength I had left.

“Shhh,” he whispered, holding firm on his grip of my face. “I promise you, I’m not.”

I wasn’t sure to believe him or not and opened my mouth to give him a few choice words. Before I got one syllable out, he moved quickly, crushing his lips to mine, making all those four-letter words catch in my throat. The power of the kiss caused our teeth to collide, and the sting produced from slicing my lower lip made me grimace in pain.

Lucien freed our embrace long enough to mumble an apology, but then gently brushed another kiss against mine. His lips were so cool, but they were soft too. He applied more pressure and then slid his tongue along my lower lip. I jerked when he hit the nick from our clash of teeth. His hand lowered to the front of my neck, grasping firmly and holding me still. His other hand slid around the back of my neck. He drew me closer as his grip pulled the short hairs at the base of my skull. “I’ll be gentle with you. For now.”

I laughed. In hindsight, I should’ve controlled my nervousness and kept my mouth shut. But, would I have listened? Probably not. “Do you think you’ll get away with this?”

“Oh, little one.” My captor clicked his tongue in admonishment. “Do you think I care if I do or not?”

Before I knew what to say, his tongue eagerly tangled in my mouth. The hand around my neck slid further down and over the side of my torso, slipping around to the back and pressed against the small curve above my ass. Lucien’s assault on my mouth continued, kissing me to the point I thought I became one with him. I could taste the lingering coppery traces of blood from the nick on my lip. I should have known then something was up with him because he didn’t seem bothered in the slightest about sharing blood. Despite the fact I’d been out of practice for a good six months, the evidence pressing into my lower abdomen proved he was very excited, enjoying our interlude. Lucien eased his mouth away from mine and trailed more kisses across my cheek and began nuzzling my neck. His hands tightened at the back of my head and buttocks. My skin prickled with goose bumps skittering up and down my spine.

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Saturday, August 9, 2014


An opportunity arose a few weeks ago and I jumped on it! I am attending the BDSM Writers Conference for workshops and book signing. The First Annual BDSM Writers Con Anthology has been created and is being published by Riverdale Avenue Books. There are twenty authors participating in this amazing anthology providing you a little taste of the erotic, the naughty, and the decadent. With well-known authors such as Laura Antoniou, Roz Lee AND ME, just to name a few. See more at:

My story, You're Mine, is an introduction to a series I'm writing now. Think angels, demons and maybe just maybe--fairies! 
The First Annual BDSM Writers Con Anthology books can be Pre-Orders for 30% off and picked up at registration. Or if you are not attending the conference, they will be shipped to your home. But you’d better hurry, this deal ends August 18. 

PS: For those attending the BDSM Book Fair on Sunday, you can Pre-Order your book and pick it up at our BDSM Book Fair then have all the authors sign it for a chance to win a FREE SURPRISE from Dungeon Delights worth over $70

(Not yet available in stores or online anywhere else until after the conference!)

Tuesday, July 15, 2014


Master Dragon has been out for a month and has recently received two reviews.

Nanee's Review of Master Dragon (Master of Tabu 5) by Gray Dixon - Secret Cravings Publishing

For thirty-five years, Brock Dragon has been single, but for good reason. Working at Club Tabu, Knight Enterprises, attending college and taking care of his family, he just didn’t have time to meet the right woman and fall in love. That is, until the little spitfire with short hair and the curves of a real woman steals his breath away.
When Karlie Larson returns home to Dallas, Texas, as a Doctor of Aero-Astro Physics, she never planned to explore her sexuality at Club Tabu with the urging of her cousin. She quickly realizes the stranger with the dragon tattoo can give her what she has only fantasized about.
Can one look, one kiss, one whisper from the dangerous Bad Boy of the Big D turn into Mr. Right and give Karlie a first time she’ll never forget, shaking the very foundation of her well-ordered world?
Nanee's Review:
Always intriguing and sexy to read a BDSM book. This is the first in this series I read, now I need to go back and read them all, lol. Super sexy, OMG sexy. Great descriptions and story telling by this author, I felt part of the story.
Love Dragon, he's a original bad boy - bad ass guy, with his sexy as sin body and his tattoo, loved his back and forth with Karlie. Karlie is urged by her cousin to explore her sexuality and boy is it hot as hell. These two characters hit it off. The book was great, sexy, hot as hell and so much more. I just felt the end lacked a bit, it didn't flow with the whole story, I hoped for more. Don't get me wrong I loved how it turned out but it wasn't how I thought it would progress. 4 stars 

Format:Kindle Edition
I'm a sucker for a good BDSM story in my little vanilla world and I love the Masters of Tabu. Just the name of the club Tabu can send shivers down my spine. Yes, I have read and enjoyed them all.

I loved this story. Master Dragon, and whoa! that is his last name, sure lives up to it from being the original bad boy in the group to his tattoo he proudly wears. In walks curvy Karlie and steals his heart. From her enthusiasm at trying the darker waters of BDSM to her joy at finally losing her 'V' card at her age, she is a keeper. Too bad Dragon is confused about what he wants.

The interaction between Dragon and Karlie is non stop and delightful. We get a continuing glimpse of the other characters evolving lives, advancing their stories to my delight. The story line is enjoyable, giving a complete glimpse of why Dragon is how he is and why Karlie has no confidence in herself as a woman. A rocket scientist, yes, but not a woman.

If you have read and enjoyed the previous books in the Masters of Tabu, be sure not to miss this! If you haven't read them, jump right on in, they are worth the time to read. Hot, hunky, dominant men and the subs they love will keep you entertained for hours!

*spoiler alert*

I loved this this story all the way through until the epilogue. To me it seemed like it missed the mark. Yes the author segued it, but not enough to make it believable to me. Maybe because it seemed out of character for Master Dragon. Maybe because of the previous musings of Karlie and her thoughts of returning home as she fell in love. Not sure. I could just be me, but that is my impression. I'm sure not everyone will feel the same. I still enjoyed it and am looking forward to the next in the series so it didn't change my mind about the Masters at all, LOL.

Well, those were great!


Saturday, June 28, 2014


Hello Everyone,

I've been away from participating a while (been busy writing). Here's my entry for June 28, 2014--7 paragraphs. From my newest release, Master Dragon (Book 5 in the Masters of Tabu Series):

Just then, a man in black leathers walked in front of her and to the couch where she’d sought refuge. He was followed by a barefoot woman dressed in nothing but a thong, her head down and wrists cuffed. Karlie’s mouth gaped opened. The man led the woman by a leash attached to a leather collar around the woman’s neck. Each scene became more and more riveting.

Slowly, she turned and faced the Dragon Man. She nearly forgot how to breathe when she laid eyes on his tanned physique. The strong, muscular abdomen matched his intensely masculine face. Rippling muscles peeked through the leather vest worn over his bare chest. The same fabric fit like a second skin over his lower half, showing off every bulge. Her heart did double time. The brilliant colors of his tattoo wound its way up the taut muscles of his arm, disappearing around to his back under the vest. Curiosity as to what kind of creature it was drove her crazy. She’d never thought body art was ever something she’d like, but dayum! She wanted to see where the head of the animal, or whatever it was, went.

The provocative display of skin sent her libido into overdrive. Lust rose in fast fury, running through her entire body within seconds. The fresh, woodsy scent he wore again enveloped her like a warm, cozy cashmere blanket.

As he stared down at her, his lips twitched into a predatory smile. Her breasts swelled and her pussy became slick from the visual stimulation.

Dayum! How could she be so turned on from a look? Never before today and not once did Reggie do it like the Dragon Man did.

He didn’t speak, just watched her which only made her feel naked under his regard. The heat building inside her became a fiery blaze. Her chest tightened, sucking every molecule of air from her lungs. She had to put a stop to this or find herself in a puddle of goo on the floor.

Then, his hand pressed low against her back, like a brand. Good Lord, what had she gotten herself into?

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Wednesday, June 25, 2014


I'm on a blog tour introducing my latest release, Master Dragon. M.S. Spencer has been gracious enough to host today's stop and in a couple of days will do a little encore with a spicier excerpt. Check it out here:



Thursday, June 12, 2014


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Officially released from Secret Cravings Publishing, but only a few more days and you can get your copy of Master Dragon, Book 5 of the Masters of Tabu from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Bookstrand, Smashwords, and ARe. Until then, you can read a little excerpt here:

Setting scene (no pun intended), Karlie has agreed to a scene to play with the Dragon Man (Brock Dragon). Student and Professor. Enjoy!

“You think you’re insane for wanting this?”
“No, I don’t think I am because it feels right. Do you think I am?”
He raised his eyebrows. She answers questions with questions? She’s a very challenging woman. He could see it in her eyes, and those wheels were constantly turning in her head. “Miss Larson, I told you before, you aren’t crazy. Now, let’s stop talking and get started on your lesson. There’s nothing for you to fear.”
She smiled. “Yes, Sir.”
“Oh, Doc.” He cupped her warm cheek in his hand. “You’re so adorable.” He didn’t want to stop touching her. In fact, he wanted to kiss those delectable lips, to taste her, and feel her, but that wasn’t part of the plan. He pulled his hand away and only kissed her cheek. He stood and took a step back. “Stand please.”
As she followed his direction, he searched through his toy bag. He glanced over his shoulder to check her. Her eyes were closed, but a tiny smile was on her face which made him express one as well. She was so brave which endeared her more. It was way too soon for him to have such feelings for a woman he met only a few hours before. He completely understood her fears because he had them too. Imagine, he thought he might be crazy to have this strong an attraction to a woman. Once he found what he needed next, he approached her.
“Before we proceed, Miss Larson, I need you to remove your bra for me.”
Her eyes popped open. “What?”
“Miss Larson?”
Her eyes tracked up to his and the look in them indicated she recognized the little wicked sadist standing before her. Yeah, he had an evil streak sometimes when he played. He hadn’t planned on stripping her naked, not for her first time, but he couldn’t help himself when he saw the nipple clamps in his bag. Yeah, he was evil, but he had a hunch she’d take them without too much resistance. For research, of course. He could hear her voice in his head saying those words.
He watched with pleasure as she removed the lacy bra, keeping her gaze frozen with his. She dropped the bra to the floor. She trembled, but not as much as a few minutes before. It took all his strength not to let out a resounding gasp in recognition of the beautiful sight before him. God, she was more delightful than he expected. Her breasts were pert, full, and her nipples were already hardening into tight peaks.
Maintaining eye contact, he stepped forward. With one hand, he ran his knuckles along her cheek, leaned in, and brushed his mouth against her lips. While keeping her distracted, he reached with his free hand to her breast. He pinched and kneaded the nipple between his thumb and finger. After a minute he managed to affix the tweezer clamp onto her taut nipple.
She moaned into his mouth.
Brock growled into hers before he backed off.
“Ow.” Her remark came after she glanced down and saw his handiwork dangling so pretty from her pinched nipple.
She stared up at him and gasped. Her focus stayed on his hand as he twirled the second clamp. She bit her bottom lip as he clutched her other breast, repeating the process. She unsuccessfully tried to shy away from his touch, but he was too quick and adept at attaching the little torture devices.
“Breathe through the pain, Doc. You told me you have a high tolerance. You can do this. It only lasts a little while before giving way to a more manageable level.”
Karlie lifted her chin. The expression on her face was disbelief at what he said. He planned to fix her doubt and stepped back toward his bag. He found what he wanted and brought the duffel back to where she stood, placing it on the floor. He withdrew a few clothespins at a time.
Her eyes widened. “What are those for?”
“You’ll see.”
Although her breathing calmed, a quizzical look painted her face. The new devices obviously helped the distraction from the clamps. The first wooden clothespin he placed just to the side of her left nipple toward her side. She moaned as he clamped three more in a horizontal line. He repeated the process on the other breast.
By the time he finished, her even breathing had transitioned to panting. She was delightful. Much to his surprise, he was getting into the scene more than he expected. Pleasure from her pain snuck up behind him and grabbed him hard by the balls. He wanted to take her deeper into play.
She gasped and went to reach for her breasts. His reaction was quicker. “Naughty, naughty, Miss Larson. They stay where I put them.” He held her wrists in his strong grip.
“You’re an evil man,” she hissed the words out.
“Yes, I am.” He emphasized his statement with a wicked grin. “I can’t have you ruining my work, Miss Larson. If you wish to end our lesson, you can use your safeword.”
She bit her bottom lip for the umpteenth time, and he guessed was part of her thought process. Tears formed in her eyes, a clear indication the pain was getting to her. Could he push her to let go, let the pleasure wash over her, and let the pain fade.
He looked into her face, their gaze transfixed on each other. A realization hit him. He needed this in a way he’d suppressed for too long. The little spitfire was sparking something tangible inside him. A switch flipped inside making him want more. He was aroused, but in a more visceral way. He loved the power exchange with subs and the pleasure they gave him, but he rarely had sex with anyone the first time they played. An overwhelming desire to take Karlie right now was almost too much to control. His body heated in anticipation of sinking his cock deep inside her cunt, making her come so hard, she’d scream his name. At the thought another twitch of his growing erection pressed against his leathers.
“Are you ok, Sir?” Karlie’s sweet voice ripped him from his lusty thoughts.
He blinked and caught her smiling at him, a seductive smile that made him shiver inside.
“Yes, I am thank you. I’m waiting for your answer.”
Her body visually relaxed, and he knew the second she fell into the pain, accepted it and gave into the pleasure it brought. He connected with her on a level he hadn’t experienced in a very long time. His cock grew harder, if that was possible.
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“I’ll just have to take any further temptation away.” He pulled her arms behind her back, reached for the snap hook on his belt and fastened it onto the rings on each cuff. Keeping her arms restrained would prevent her from undoing anything before he finished.
He moved around to face her. “You look beautiful, Miss Larson. You please me very much.”
Her eyes shifted to meet his. There was anger and arousal in them. He smiled inwardly at her confusion of emotions. Just the way he liked his subs. They never knew whether to curse him or kiss him for what he gave them. Perfection.
Her body squirmed, and she tried without success to get out of the cuffs. “Please take off these clothespins or undo my hands.”
“No. You can fight the restraints all you want, but your attempts won’t do any good. I’ll release you when I say it’s time.” He stroked her cheek with his knuckles. “I want you to hurt for me, Miss Larson. I’m enjoying your pain and pleasure.”
Karlie nodded. He let the non-verbal response slide, for now. Her inexperience coupled with her obvious focus on staying in the moment pleased him enough for her transgression. He’d just take it up another notch and bring in a little orgasm denial torture and see how she handled it.
“You’re being such a good student for your professor, aren’t you? You’re learning your lessons well for me, my sweet Miss Larson.” He brushed his lips lightly over hers. “Let’s see how you take the next part.”

Until next time . . .