Romance on the Go ®
Unleash your kinky side...
Taboo is an erotic adventure sure to please. With a skilled Dom and sexy submissive willing to explore her boundaries, you've got the perfect combination. From pleasured gasps to stinging desire, the author will not only seduce you, but leave you begging for more.
Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys
Excerpt:
Anticipation made her breath choppy and her knickers slick with her need for this man, and if her nipples got any harder, they would poke holes into the fine fabric of his suit jacket. Only Uncle Joshua would wear a suit to a fetish club. She grinned to herself. It was so deliciously naughty referring to him as her uncle. They’d dropped the title long ago, of course, ever since she’d started to grow curves, and he’d stopped bouncing her on his knee. Life had interfered, in fact, and she hadn’t seen him for years, until that day he walked in on her emerging out of the swimming pool, and her teenage crush had instantly morphed into full-grown adult, want-his-cock-in-her-mouth lust.
Their rapid walk away from the main area of the club slowed and then Joshua stopped in front of a heavily padded door. The fast beeps of the key code combination being entered hitched her fevered anticipation up another notch and then they were inside. Soft lighting came on automatically, the door thudded shut behind them, shutting off the remaining noises of the club, and then the world tilted when Joshua threw her on the massive bed in the corner of the room.
Pain shot up her abused arms and she winced, a wince that stuck in her throat when she looked up, and saw Joshua looming over her with a scary looking knife.
“Roll over for me.”
His deep voice held that edge of command that always made her wet and she did her best to comply. She went rigid when he helped her, and his large hands stroked up and down her arms.
“Hold very still for me. I’m going to cut these ropes off. They’re far too tight, and I’m afraid this might hurt. Are you okay with that?”
Tears blurred her vision at the concern in that slightly hoarse voice and she nodded her head.
“Use your words for me. I need to be sure you’re all right with the knife. I can untie the knots, but that will take longer and I’m concerned about your circulation.”
“I’m fine. Just do it, please … Sir.”
His sharp intake of breath at the salutation she knew he deserved did strange things to her insides. She sensed the subtle shift in him, from the man she knew, to the Dom she also knew he was, and she was itching to see more of. With a few well-placed cuts the rope fell away, yet her arms stayed put. Locked in place, they would not conform to the demands of her brain and she grunted her frustration.
“Easy, girl. Let me help you.”
