A very warm welcome to my blog, and thank you for dropping in on Week 121 of My Sexy Saturday. This is the bloghop where erotic authors share seven scorching words, sentences or paragraphs to spread a little love at the weekend.
If you haven’t already found it, why not check out the brand new My Sexy Saturday Author Central where you can learn all about the authors who take part every week.
Our intriguing theme for this week is Her Sexy Fantasy so I thought I’d share a few more paragraphs from Red Skye at Night. The book has been nominated in the light BDSM category for the BDSM Writers Con Golden Flogger awards. If you get chance do check out the list of nominees – it’s a mouth-watering feast of kink
Here are my seven (or so) paragraphs. Hope is beginning to wonder if her fantasy might just come true.
“I think I may have mentioned that you’re a lovely woman, Hope, truly fucking gorgeous. I thought so the first moment I saw you outside the airport. I wanted you then, I still want you, and one way or another I will have you. Do you want me too, little sub?”
Even at a time like this I know better than to not answer. Or to prevaricate.
“Yes, Sir, I want you.”
“I knew that. Your pussy’s so wet, so hot. I know you’re scared, but you can’t help being aroused, can you? My perfect slut.” He moves to stand beside me, looping his arm around my waist to hold me still as he drags the flat of his other hand across my swollen pussy lips. I groan, the pleasure spiking despite my abject fear at what’s about to happen.
Harry does a second pass along my cunt, this time dipping the tips of his fingers inside me, swirling them around to test my wetness further. I let out a low moan, more a keening sound. My body is a tangled mess of conflicted emotions—fear, lust, a desperate longing for a life that is nothing more than a fantasy yet seems so close. It can’t be, can it? Harry wouldn’t really want me, not for ever, not once he gets back to his own environment and has no further need of a driver with benefits.
“Why do you keep on saying no to me? That’s the wrong answer, baby. You know it, I know it.” He punctuates his words by sinking two fingers deep inside me and twisting them to rub my G-spot.
“I can’t. I can’t. You won’t…”
And here’s the blurb:
Two strangers, one outrageous proposal, and the journey of a lifetime.
How far would you go? To Skye and back?
A random accident as a teenager wrecked Hope Shepherd’s aspirations to be an international athlete. Now working as a taxi driver, Hope is unsettled by a sexy Canadian she picks up at the airport. With his good looks and easy charm, he’s just the sort of man she can do without. But can she afford to turn down his offer?
He offers her a small fortune to drive him to Scotland, where he hopes to discover his ancestral roots. And not just anywhere in Scotland. Harry McLeod wants to go to the Highlands, to the Isle of Skye.
He is persistent, and Hope needs the cash. But what are the real terms of this outrageous deal?
Harry McLeod desires Hope, and the attraction is shared. If he can get her in his bed—or better still, tied to it—will she allow him to peel away her protective layers to release her inner submissive? Harry is stern, uncompromising, outrageously sexy and utterly irresistible. How will Hope respond to his dark brand of sensuality? Does he offer more than a generous fare and a few erotic encounters?
When they reach Skye, a feud spanning four generations challenges all that Hope thought she was coming to know about submission. Will it be enough to convince her that this could be a relationship to stand the test of time?