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 . . .
Gray
