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Once again he senses it, and
this time pushes the device towards my nipple.  Once contact is made his
fingers withdraw, replacing the feeling of fullness with electricity that’s
certainly attached to my breast.  His fingers, completely drenched with my
juices, now push against my asshole and I try to squirm to no avail.

His mouth lowers back to my
clit as the buzzing monster assaults my breast, and his fingers push their way
inside my ass.  I have no strength to offer resistance, and to my surprise it’s
anything but painful.  He lifts his head and stares at me.  He can sense my
lack of control.

“Come for me,” he says as he
slides the vibrator back to my clit.

My mind goes blank, but my
release is the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.  I don’t even know how long
it lasts, but once I slumped into the chair he removed his fingers and vibrator
and stood up.

It’s all I can do to open my
eyes, and the phantom buzzing throughout my entire body is as peaceful and
pleasurable as I can imagine.

Instantly I feel his hand grab
the ornate Celtic knot between my breasts.  His thick fingers cinch down,
tightening the ropes around my torso.  My eyes open to see his now naked body
between my legs.  I can’t see it, but I certainly feel it as he presses the
head against my opening.  Reaching up he pulls the ball gag from my mouth, and
strands of excited saliva cling to it as he drops it around my neck.

With ease he slides into me,
sending me on yet another path to orgasm I couldn’t stop if I had to.  His
thrust is urgent, deep, and his need seems to match mine as he begins to
quicken his pace.  He’s deep, and his thickness fills every void to the point
of overflowing.  My eyes roll deep into the back of my head, and I feel his
heartbeat match mine.

Once again I struggle against
the restraints with my desire to wrap my hands around his neck.  The feeling of
helplessness only adds to my excitement, and without warning I crash into
another orgasm against him.

Ignoring my pleas, he pounds
into me with fierce abandon, and each thrust feels is accompanied by the
warming slap of his balls on my asshole.  I want to pull him deeper, as if it
were even possible.  I squeeze with all my might, and feel his throbbing cock
swell deep within my depths.

Then a final push as he
empties himself inside me.  The sensation of warm liquid smashes against my
walls, and I feel the excess drip down around his shaft.

After a few moments he removes
the straps from my arms and legs and helps me to an upright position.  I lean
forward into his chest, inhaling his scent which now smells of Quorum and I
think lavender.  He releases the strap from my head and removes the ball gag,
and without a word stands up and unties the ropes to my harness.

I wouldn’t dare say the word
– Jello – but that’s exactly what I’ve become, and I look at him carefully. 
“Have I displeased you, Master?”

“On the contrary.  You’ve
performed better than expected.”

“But…”

“Shh… Not now,” he says as he
walked out of the room.

I sat there, not sure what
was going on or what I was expected to do next.  Thankfully, he returned with
my sandals, dress, and clutch and set them on the table.  “There’s a bathroom
right through that door.  Quickly, it’s almost 9,” he said as he looks at his
watch.  “Get freshened up and dressed, then meet me in the foyer.”

I peeled the rope harness off my body, somewhat sad to have
to take it off.  As I turn on the lights in the bathroom I study my naked
body.  The imprint from the rope is a tremendous turn on; the delicate pattern
around my body still evident.  The orgasm was ‘out of this world,’ but the
sinking feeling in my stomach was that I still haven’t ‘earned’ his complete trust. 
I don’t get it.

Not wanting to keep him waiting, I touch up my makeup and
reapply my lipstick, and with my fingers brush my hair the best I can.  I still
couldn’t hide the ‘freshly fucked’ look I was sporting, but I kind of like it.

Slipping my bare feet into the sandals I flip off the light
and head for the foyer where he’s standing with the door open.  “That’ll be all
for tonight.”

“But…”

“You were wonderful, Elizabeth.  I’ll be in touch.”

Without another word he ushered me out of the door.

*-*-*-*-*

I sank my key into the deadbolt, hoping and praying Melanie
and David weren’t sitting in the living room waiting on me.  As I push the door
open I see them exactly as I expected:  On the couch watching a movie.

David was first to offer a greeting, smug as it was.  “Nine
thirty’s pretty early for a date,” he mused.

“Just shut up, asshole,” I reply as I barrel down the hall
to my bedroom.

I can’t get into my room fast enough, and as I run the hot
bath I peel my clothes and admire my fading rope prints.  I stare into the
mirror and smile. 
I am definitely hooked.

This morning I was surprised to see that I have no marks
left on my body, at least not which would show.  I did, however, realize I just
had the best night’s sleep in years.  Even hearing Melanie and David in the
other room didn’t seem to carry that same level of annoyance.  Nevertheless, I waited
until I heard the door close before I ventured out of my room.  The last thing I
wanted to deal with was those two.

As I padded down the hall the front door opened.

“Elizabeth?” Melanie called.  “Found this on your car this
morning.”

“Thanks,” I said, grabbing the envelope and shoving it in my
pocket.

“Is it from Dr. Wonderful?” she said with a tinge of
sarcasm.

“I don’t know.  Thanks.”

“Aren’t you going to read it?” she asked.

“Later.  Thanks, Melanie.”

She finally got the message, and from the stupid look on her
face she didn’t approve.  Doesn’t matter.  She wouldn’t understand anyway. 
After the door closed once again I pulled it from my robe pocket and opened it.

Sorry about last night.  Had surgery at six this morning. 
Be at the food court in the mall on Saturday at 1:30
P.M.

-G

He didn’t need to explain; in fact I didn’t expect it. 
Still, it warmed my heart, and suddenly made all the suspense worthwhile.  As I
sipped my coffee I realized… I’m wet again.

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Semper Fi

She wouldn't even be in the predicament if it weren't
for Travis. A phone call in the middle of the night to ask for a "free
pass" from her boyfriend of 7 1/2 years was hard to take seriously. When
he doesn't get the answer he wanted, his drunken stupor is all it takes to tell
her via text message that it's over. That's enough to irritate Mattie into
flying home to deal with him.

However, bad weather grounds her flight out of
Washington leaving her stranded in the airport all night with one other
passenger... Logan McNarry.

Ordinarily, she wouldn't even think of speaking to
him, but Travis' unexpected break up was just the opportunity she needed to
seek passion in the arms of another man.

All this leads up to the predicament that Mattie must
face. Choosing the safe, steady life already mapped out, or chasing the love
and passion one only stumbles upon once in a lifetime.

Boneyard Beach

‘The Night’ on Boneyard Beach was over fifteen years
ago, but for Jenna Sinkler it is replayed each time she closes her eyes. His
hands touching her, the salt marsh taste of his lips and the ultimate “first
time” every girl dreams of.

In the real world, she’s a New York City cop who feels
like her world is close to tumbling down on her. When she steps blindly into
her apartment for a quick shower and finds her culinary wizard boyfriend
enjoying a naked blonde waitress on her blue sofa, she reacts. It’s her
reaction that sends her reeling with her tail between her legs back to the
island in South Carolina where she spent every summer of her youth, including
'The Night' on Boneyard Beach.

Fifteen years ago Nicolas Talbot was an uncomplicated
southern boy with dreams and a bright future. Now Jenna’s making lists of why
she and Nick should be as far away from one another as possible. But one
question remains: was ‘The Night’ on Boneyard Beach a fluke, or was it truly as
magical as they both believe? There’s only one way to find out.

As Jenna falls head over heels in love with Nick
again, the list of reasons why their relationship will never work begins to pile
up. The fact that she lives in New Jersey and he lives in South Carolina is a
major problem. But it doesn’t take Jenna long to understand that may be the
least of the problems. Nick’s meddling Charleston family has harbored his
secret for fifteen years, and she’s beginning to wonder to what extent they
would go to protect him.

Since ‘The Night’ on Boneyard Beach, no man has ever
been good enough for Jenna, and no woman good enough for Nick. It seems as
though they were meant for each other and no one else. But there had been
someone else in Nick’s life and now she’s been found dead… on Boneyard Beach.
Can Jenna overcome her mistrust for men enough to believe that Nick and his
family had nothing to do with the mysterious death?

Shades of
Shame

2012’s run away smoking romance of the year, SEMPER
FI, continues in this riveting story written by the self proclaimed belle of
the South, Laura Cooper and her devilishly sexy husband Chris. Together they
bring Logan McNarry more clearly into vision in this sexy and gripping prequel
SHADES OF SHAME.

We already know that Logan and Mattie are made for
each other; from the moment she’d walked into the Airport that morning she’d
belonged to him heart and soul. Together, they are simply smoldering hot. But
was there a time when Logan’s passion melted another heart? Judging from his
shyness, emotional devastation in a relationship isn’t new to him. What kind of
woman could make a marine like Logan McNarry completely swear off women for so
long? We back up eight years to find out!

Washington’s newest Senatorial Intern Leila Johnson
has an attitude that rivals that of Lindsay Graham on Benghazi. While most
college students would sell themselves for such an opportunity, Leila was
handed the job on a silver platter. Of course she’d been raised since birth to
be a politician; she’d been sent away from home at a young age in an effort to
make her cold and calculating. She’d been educated within an inch of her life.
As the Senator’s Chief of Staff, her mother would have nothing less than the
best for her daughter. It never would occur to her that being with her mother
may have been the best thing for Leila. You may know of Patricia Johnson; she
was most recently featured in Time Magazine’s list of Top 100 Bitches in the
U.S. She came in an honorable 18th.

Leila Johnson isn’t your typical intern, and if she’d
been in Washington more than a week she could’ve knocked her mother right out
of that 18th position. She knows what she wants, and knows how to get it. A
summer internship in her mother’s office is perfect for a young woman with
aspirations of climbing the political ladder. With the Senator squarely in her
sights, Leila is positioned to add another notch on her bedpost as she pads her
resume at the same time.

The last time she saw Logan McNarry he was a skinny,
silver spooned brat. However, dinner at the Senator’s house was a bigger
surprise than she ever imagined. Logan was all grown up now, and definitely not
how she remembered him. He was nice, gentle, and worst of all, a hopeless
romantic. None of the things that would further her career. But Logan brings
out something in her that’s not familiar. With him she laughs, she makes love,
and dare she think it… feels loved.

His father, on the other hand, represents all she
hopes to achieve: Money, power, and status. And the fact that the Senator has
no problem masterfully using his interns fits absolutely perfectly into her
plans. Add in his handsome, rugged exterior that simply reeks of power, and she
was panting and ready to climb any ladder he presented. David McNarry wastes no
time un-wrapping his new intern and teaching her the ropes of Washington, even
though he is all too aware that if Patricia catches him with her daughter he’s
road kill.

This vicious Washington political story wraps itself
around the McNarry family, showing just how their deceitful relationships
intertwine. And in their midst, Leila struggles to overcome her own stereotypes
as she steams with Senator David McNarry and melts into the arms of his son
Logan. Which man should she choose? The one who fills her heart? Or the one who
can put her in the White House?

Seven Deadly
Sins

It was a fresh start, and that’s exactly what Liz
Martin needed. New York was a long way away from Charleston, and for a recent
graduate from the Charleston School of Law, a high powered New York law firm
was the perfect way to pad her resume. But more importantly, it was away from
him.

It’s not that she didn’t love him. No, love was never
the problem. Benton Frazier gave her the firm and controlling hand she’d grown
so used to having. The only real problem was that her lover, her master, her
best friend just couldn’t be monogamous.

Liz could have easily taken a local job offer in
Charleston. However, since her brother waited for her to graduate, it was now
his time to pursue his fashion career, and what better place than New York
City. Now that her parents were gone, Palmer was all she had. Everything seemed
to be falling into place… until she met Carlton. And now, all she can think about
is him.

Carlton was dreamy. Handsome, rugged, and well
dressed. Deep brown eyes the color of chocolate, and the silken voice with a
hint of an English accent that simply drove her crazy. Most importantly,
Carlton had it all; a partner in a prestigious law firm, old family money that
left nothing out of reach. He was perfect. But even this perfect man came with
baggage.

Follow Liz as she navigates through the Seven Deadly
Sins. Is Benton out of her life for good? Can Carlton’s past not get in the way
of their future? Where will her heart take her?

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