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Nights of Lust Book 1: Endangered – Off to Submissions!

Hey Readers,

I wanted to share my latest update.  Separated Self is off with my fantastic beta reader, but I’ve finally put Endangered in the shape I want it in to submit to bigger houses.  Aiming for a few really high quality houses, so hopefully my synopsis is tight, characters compelling and storyline intriguing enough that I’ll have a bidding war!

Suppose we could start off some of the fun with character profiles, so very soon I’ll start doing basic interviews with the characters maybe?

Share some sexy excerpts perhaps?

A little history?

That I can do now.  About ten years ago I’d been contacted by a lovely author friend who said she was opening her own publishing house . At the time, the rate of new house failures wasn’t so high due to the fact that only a handful of E-houses existed AND e-books hadn’t really come into their own as a solid medium to read.  Vampires were just picking up, Underworld the movie had just come out and she’d asked me for a bdsm, femdomme paranormal romance.  I could make the heat level as hot as I wanted, do pretty much what I wanted and submit the story.

A novel was born. Book One of the Nights of Lust series.  I’d created a damaged hero, a Savior queen and her lover with interesting pasts, wrote and edited the book in about three months, topping it at around 85k.

Marie accepted the submission and we got the ball rolling.  Cover art came out, but e-book sales were still low and eventually Venus Press faded, folded and died.  I hear the other owner died from an accident with an assault rifle. Seems her AK fell on her foot, broke it, but fired off a bullet that ricocheted off the washing machine, turning it on while knocking over the detergent.  Well with the broken foot, said gun owner couldn’t get out, and eventually drowned, reverting all our rights back to us LOL!

Or that’s what I heard anyway.

At any rate, I subbed the first novel to one large house back in 2009, and it had ONLY been rejected because it was a reprint and they wanted new material from me. So, you folks will eventually get Stalker once Marisa sells it!

In the meantime, a new novel in the Nights of Lust series, ENDANGERED, has arisen out of the smoke and flames, ready for submission to bigger venues!  I’m looking forward to bringing you this tale of lust, love and redemption!

 

Book Review: Every Breath You Take by Hope Tarr

Agent Saritza Hernandez and I discussed expanding my reach into contemporary worlds and I thought what better way than to refresh how humans process emotions by reading through the 20 or so BLAZE novels I’ve collected.

Starting off with Every Breath You Take… By Hope Tarr was a good call.

His job is to watch over her. Every tempting inch… Scientist Alex is in over her head. It’s bad enough that a research trip to Belize has put her in danger. Then she finds out that her hired protector is ex-FBI agent Cole – the man who’d betrayed her five years ago. Re-appearing in Alex’s life is the biggest risk Cole’s ever taken. Once his undercover job forced him to abandon her. Now he has the chance to redeem himself – one scorching touch at a time. But first he must convince Alex that the safest place for her is in his bed…

Honestly, the fast pace of the book  kept me turning pages to find out more about these two different characters and how she played out a typical plot. The heart ache of these two characters and what transpired between them made me root more for Cole than anything else.  When you know you’ve let the right one go because you were stupid…

I can relate.

Added to my GoodReads shelf, an easy 4 stars.

Question for Readers on BDSM and Stories

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Working on ENDANGERED and Separated Self, I realized that the books started out with obvious D/s when I brought in Livia and forced her onto Josef.  Not that she needed forcing, heh heh.

The thing I realized early on is that the plot encompassed the D/s dynamic but only briefly.  There were still villains who interrupted what would normally be a natural order of things, IF Josef would submit to his Vampire Queen and IF she weren’t…having issues of her own in the second full length novel.

I’ve somehow created a poly relationship of sorts with the characters in the Nights of Lust series.

Here’s the breakdown (which will go on the Novels in Progress page soon)

Nights of Lust – A small group of unlikely heroes faces an entire Criminal Organization for the fate
of the World while discovering true love.

Endangered - As a rogue cop, Josef Staganov is attempting to bring down The Syndicate, a large crime organization wreaking havoc on San Francisco.  Sensing his imminent death, he swears to take them out and provide just a little more safety to this world until they get him hooked on the dangerous drug LS-13 that’s being pushed on the streets turns him into an addict.

For the last few hundred years, vampire Livia Illona and her lover have sought after the man who can renew her soul, finally settling on his signal in America.  Becoming The Queen of the Night, she ruled over San Francisco until The Syndicate forced her into smaller and smaller territory.  Finding Josef became a blessing in disguise as power combined would help her with her true immediate goal, the reclaiming of her lover’s son.

Can she pull him out of his suicidal phase to show him his true power and convince him to help her recover Isabella’s son, or will The Syndicate win this round and continue spreading their violent ways?

Separated Self – Unable to deal with his new found powers, Josef must venture to Hungary in order to learn from the oldest wolf pack in the world.  Through violence, pack upheaval disrupts the flow of life, bringing a new enemy to the pack and forcing Josef to grow even faster.

In her continued struggle, Kissa finds a hero in Josef and a lover once it’s made clear that his rightful place is Alpha of her pack.  Only she senses the true power in his heart, but his destructive behavior confuses her until a surprise voice helps guide them back to America to resume the fight.

Will Josef learn what it means to be a true hero with love at his side, or will his inability to separate himself from himself be his undoing, and that of the pack’s?

There’s a third book I’m editing now that picks up with Istvan, and his lover.  The plot continues with the theme of eliminating The Syndicate, but the stakes rise (pun intended) as threats grow heavier and each character must learn to deal with not just their own weight but the weight of those around them.

It’s a series of growth and overcoming those dark moments of the soul.  I may try to keep the focus on BDSM used properly.  Hell, to be honest, I intended to usurp the ever talented Laurel K. Hamilton with this series AND end the books where they should but I got sidetracked by other pursuits.  Years ago.

Praise for Mistress Kitty, a BDSM novel by Sascha Illyvich

From Kevin Tipple – Peacock Blue:

“An unhealthy submissive is a useless submissive.”

 A code that Mistress Kitty lives by in this interesting collection of stories penned by the author. According to the introduction, these stories were created by the author when she was submitting works to the list Males In slavery Stories. These did not fit the list. They are also not the usual thing where the Female Dominant “was a bitch, liked to beat her slaves, senselessly, etc.” as the author puts it. This author wanted to do something different where romance plays a strong role and the couple is just a little bit kinky.
She certainly succeeded and the romance comes through loud and clear. As does the kinky and the entire project works. Space limitations preclude me going into great detail about each of the twelve stories. Each one has elements of romance as well as bondage including the use of a certain instrument named Allison, various other fetishes, and often are holiday or seasonal themed.

See the full review here

From Sensual Reviews –

MISTRESS KITTY is an intense voyage into the world of the Dominante female and her submissive man. The unwavering love between these two people is tested by their lifestyle on a daily basis. Even though some of the scenes made me cringe slightly, the ultimate outcome is the steadfast connection between the characters. Kitty is the sexy Dom, and commands her subbie with underlying tenderness and affection; while Trent is the eager sub, willing to do anything to please his woman, preferring her power over him, body and soul. In all, I recommend MISTRESS KITTY AND TRENT for fans of erotic romance, paired with lots and lots of spice and naughty BDSM play.

Reviewed by Marianne LaCroix for Sensual Romance.

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Purchase Mistress Kitty From  Sizzler Editions (Note the covers differ, that’s all and should be fixed by the time this post is up!)

Welcome to 2013, my sexy readers!

Welcome to 2013! This year promises to be a much bigger year in terms of success for all of us, due to it supposedly being lucky 13!  I’m behind that, aren’t you?  *g*

One of the things I did at the end of last year was re-examine some of the things readers have said.  They love my work, they love the characters and the stories but most of them wanted longer books.  I have those, but they’re tied up with agents right now.  Both of them drafting pitch letters and looking for ways to sell my Burning Desires series and Covenant of Wolves series.  I DO have my Nights of Lust series that only I control. Except those stories need new life, because they’re all in various states of finished.

Endangered is with a beta reader who is helping me with tightening the  plot.

Separated Self will go to her next, and I’ll go back and fix/extend/slow down Cursed.  Might write a brand new novella in between Cursed and Broken and Beloved, but I’m not sure yet.  I have to really bring out a lot of the characters as I realized there is a LOT to play with.

Ultimately, Josef, Livia and Kissa are a triad BUT Livia and Isabel have been lovers for the last 400 years.  Oh, she’s got a male lover too, Josef’s second in command.  And Dave/Lucian, my “lycanthrope” (not a true wolf shifter) has a lover also but he’s possessive.  You can probably see the fun I can have with the series without telling you about WHO these people are LOL!

Since I’ve talked about the characters, here’s their profiles from  my old plotter!

Josef Staganov: Russian, 6’2 and dangerous.  Long black hair, slicked back into a ponytail sometimes, but mostly worn slicked back.  At the start, he’s addicted to drugs, all of them.  Silver eyes, Dirty habits, controlled by lust and fueled by anger at the situation, Joséf is a man with a need for control in his life.

Livia:  Hungarian, 5’4, cute and round, long black hair with pale skin that’s practically effervescent.  She’s been dead for over 3-400 years.  She’s relatively young compared to her friend, Isabella.  Blue eyes.  She and Isabella have forgone the need for last names at the moment.

In a world where vampires and shifters are powerless against the forces of evil, a queen must find her salvation in the suicidal man she’s been watching for so many years.

Endangered is the story of Livía Ilona and Joséf Staganov, female vampire and rogue cop fighting against the same enemy.  She knows he can help her recover something the Syndicate stole from her and is determined to get what she wants, but first she must get past Joséf’s desire to end his own life.

Joséf Staganov is a frustrated former cop attempting to bring down The Syndicate, a large crime organization that has created a new drug that’s very addictive.   Ultimately, Joséf must his true gift of uniting others against evil and must leave for Hungary to learn more about his heritage as a wolf with an ancient pack before returning to America to help and truly love Livía.

2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 39,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 9 Film Festivals

Click here to see the complete report.

Cleaning House – Signed Books for sale

My loyal readers, I’m cleaning house! I have in possession:

3 Copies of the 2nd Edition of Heavenly Bodies, 7 copies of My Sexy Valentine, an anthology I edited, two 1st Editions of Heavenly Bodies and a copy of Caught in the Middle. All books $30 to get SIGNED copies.

Heavenly Bodies: “Real erotica, full of pain intermingled with pleasure. Love makes the sexual scenes more powerful. Sensuality Level: Scorching.” raves Ann Leveille of Sensual Reviews. Two exceptional novellas of fantasy and eros by the author Coffee Time Romance calls “Amazing!” and rates “Four Stars!” In “Sacrifice,” Ares, the God of War, is banished from Olympus, falls in love with a mortal woman and is called upon to make a very unusual sacrifice if he wants to keep her. In “Echo s Odyssey,” the wars of faery are over, but for the assassin Echo and his lover Alexandrya, a new war is just beginning. They return to faery expecting to be reunited with the third member of their triad, the princess Serenissa, only to find she and faery itself are threatened by even greater peril. Heavenly Bodies is a pair of erotic, romantic adventures dealing with carnal love between humans and gods and fairies with their heavenly bodies! Sascha Illyvich is the author of the novels “The Gift of Her Submission,” “Light and Shadow” and “Dark Traders,” among others. His short fiction has appeared on Literotica, and in many anthologies, including “Nectar of the Gods” and “Caught in the Middle.” “The sensual tone of the story flowed … the language and situations were believable. Fans will enjoy [his] heart-touching romances.” says Coffee Time Romance Reviews. “Sascha Illyvich is a wonderful, erotic storyteller. He turns you on and tugs your heartstrings- at the same time!” Sabrina Smith Moses, author.

Caught in the Middle: In ‘Swingtime’, Cody invites Lanie to one of his special parties and she finds a wildness within herself and an attraction to Cody that explodes like a firecracker. In ‘Charity’s Auction’ Char wins her ex Dexter in the hospital’s auction. He drives her to also bid on his nemesis and to plan a very naughty night. Caught between a vampire master and an alpha werewolf until they learn to settle their differences, all Jasmine can do is submit, and enjoy being trapped ‘Between Tooth and Paw’. Two dangerously seductive master vampires, one sultry werewolf in heat, and the primal spell of the full moon-it’s definitely ‘Mating Season’. In ‘Magical Menage’ non-practising witch Madison Montgomery can’t decide between the vampire and werewolf…is it possible to have them both? In ‘Trouble for Three’, a night out with the girls turns into more than fun when Anneke hooks up with two hot men bent on seduction.

My Sexy Valentine: Unexpected surprises and four very special carnal adventures lie in wait for four sets of lovers on Valentine’s day. These four short novels will make you laugh, cry, smolder, and send you running for a cold shower. In the first novel, “Bachelorette” by Em Petrova, a spirited woman is deserted by her fiance on the very day her wedding was to take place, but five delectable Frenchmen have a plan to comfort her out of her Valentine’s Day blues – and bridal garments. In the second novel, “Only When I Lose Myself” by Michael Mandrake, Adrian is in need of someone to be his special Valentine and discovers that in janitor, Matthew Gianopolis, a janitor with superior intelligence but poor social skills, he has found it. In the third, “My Valentine Prince” by Ike Rose, a blue-collar college educated hunk who fought class prejudices to raise up the corporate ladder must choose which of two men is to be his Prince Charming: his rich ex-boss boyfriend, or the sailor who gave up his career to love him forever. In the fourth, “Cupid’s Arrow” by Daisy Harris, the god Cupid swears off [image error]love, but when a girl he shoots doesn’t swoon as expected, he learns that to woo her he’ll have to break his rule and fall in love with her himself.

Paypal or money orders accepted.  Email thesilverwolfprince at gmail.com for details and information.

I’d  like to clean out these books so I can make room for more stuff coming in print in 2013!  We’re going to talk about putting the two Siddella books together I think and for those waiting ever so patiently, I may finish the Mistress Turned series.  It’ll be a quick yet logical ending to the series starting off with I Will Submit to You, Master followed by I Want to Serve You, Master.

I’m looking forward to seeing what happens next as I return back to the office on January 7th…officially anyway.

DragonCON 2012 Panels Part 3 – 50 Years: The Future of Writing

Moderated by Sizzler Editor/Author Sascha Illyvich, this panel featured Sizzler Author and occasional cover artist Kiernan Kelly, PR Person Gail Z. Martin and author Cynnara Tregarth.

We discussed the future of publishing, lessons learned from our mistakes and what we’ve accomplished to date, all while taking questions and speculating just how far publishing can go.

Click HERE for audio

Special thanks to Scott and the folks at EFF for hosting us.

Mistress Kitty – Tales of FemDomme Romance

[image error]Another  updated cover on a book that got lost after rights were returned was Mistress Kitty, originally “Mistress Kitty and Trent” from a previous publisher.

The stories that launched Sascha Illyvich’s career as a master of BDSM erotica. Follow the adventures of Miss Kitty and her submissive, Trent, through humiliation, punishment, training and on straight through to ecstasy. This powerful collection, available for the first time in a deade, includes such Kitty and Trent tales as So Help Me, Mistress!, Sex Swing, School Marm, Trust, A Sensual Seduction, Playtime, Spanking Trent, Just Who’s in Control, Anyway?, and more than a dozen other contemporary classics. “A Powerful Look at Female Domination!” That’s how Sensual Reviews describes the work of Sascha Illyvich. From the author they call “The Bad Boy of Romance.”

Of note, the newer cover to the right- best represents the way I tried to capture a D/s couple.  From the very beginning, Mistress Kitty was a sweet, seductive dominant with an evil streak a mile wide!  Trent, looking for something deeper, finds it in the lovely curvaceous body of a Female Dominant all while learning to serve and discover his true place in this world.

This cover has actually gone through a few incarnations.  One that  never made it because the artist was killed by a raging pack of wolves during a coke deal she’d been trying to arrange with the Colombians.  Rumor has it Spetsnaz were involved too…

Very first cover for Mistress Kitty and Trent – a book I cannot ever escape

The book was actually a tribute to Mistress Kitty’s inspiration, stories spanning the entire year or so of a relationship ending in hopefully a romantic manner fit for a D/s couple.  Originally debuting on Males In Slavery Stories, with an occasional piece thrown on Celebrate Male Submission, these tales differ from the traditional BDSM stories in that the romance is much more important AND is shown more  from the point of view of both characters.

This book was accepted by eXtasy books at the same time Sizzler Editions (then Renessaince E-books) published “Sensualities” and the cover goes WAY back to the early days of ebooks.

Another cover was fashioned for the Amazon/Fictionwise crowd featuring those who prefer a more censored cover.  I liked it least of all because of the clothing option but what can you do?

How about an excerpt?

Thirty minutes later, Trent lay naked atop her bed, bound with silk scarves.  His own anxieties had been masked by his arousal and Kitty’s seduction.  She had coaxed him free of his clothes while she remained dressed.  The thought of being naked before a sexy, clothed woman was enough of a turn on.  One of his fantasies, in fact.  The bondage thing was different, and he was afraid, just a little.  She was a stranger, after all.

Kitty came sauntering into the room, glancing down at Trent’s body.  His cock was large, thick and full for her.  She felt the thrill of seduction coarse through her veins and the smile across her face was hard to conceal as she played her role of Mistress.

“What do you want?”

Her breath fell on his ear and his cock strained upwards.

“Tell me, what do you want?” she whispered again.

Trent said nothing.  He sighed and strained his arms against his bonds, but Kitty had him bound pretty well.  He was surprised, but silent.

“Close your eyes,” she said.  Kitty produced a feather from behind her and ran it over Trent’s stomach.  He tried not to laugh, but he was ticklish.  The feather grazed over his chest, his face, back down his torso and finally, over his cock.  Kitty seemed pleased with his body’s reaction as his cock pulsed for her.

He was a magnificent creature.  Would he submit to her?  Just for tonight, would he be that hungry for her?  The look on his face, even with his eyes closed said yes.  Every muscle in Trent’s body was tight with anticipation, the same feeling Kitty had when she was first bound, tied and teased, and a glance at his cock made her smile.

She reached down for his cock, gave him a stroke and listened to him breathe.  She slapped his thigh to break his concentration and his eyes shot open.

“Shh,” she said.  Kitty did something out of role for a test.  She freed one of his hands, lowered her lips over his and kissed him.  He was reticent at first, but went willingly as she stroked his cock with one hand.  It was like his body was giving in, but his mind resisted.

“Savor,” she said when she pulled away from the kiss.

Trent nodded, eyes still closed.

“Your mind won’t let you see that you want me because you’re bound.” She said in a calm voice, “but what do you want?”

Now it was Trent’s time to speak.  He was sure she wouldn’t hurt him, but the slap on his thigh made him question her.  His cock ached to be inside her, his hands needed to be all over her body.  His needs drove him to thrust his hips upwards towards her hands, but she kept them just out of reach of his cock.  Trent began to sweat; he licked his lips and parted them to speak, but nothing came out.  His body was in shock.

“Tell me, what do you want?” she said, this time her voice was strained and dispassionate.  Kitty took his cock in her hand gently, stroked him slowly just a few times before waiting for his response.

Still silent, his erection throbbed in her hand.  His body was comfortable, but his mind felt trapped, constrained.  What was wrong with him?

“Your mind won’t let you see that you want me,” she whispered.  Kitty stood and released his cock.  The warmth from his body had gone, but his arousal still remained.  Trent had no idea what was wrong with him, other than the fact that he wanted badly to fuck this woman, to release everything to her and keep his hands on her curves.

“Watch me,” she said.

Kitty walked over to the stereo, turned it on and music came from the speakers.  She started to sway her hips, sensually.  Trent’s eyes followed her hips.  He watched her remove her top inch by inch, exposing cream colored flesh against the soft hues of candlelight.  She caressed her breasts, taking one in each hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“You can’t touch me just yet,” she said.

“I want to.”

“You don’t get it.  This is for me,” Kitty growled.

“You’re an insatiable woman.”

“And you’re a bad boy.”  Kitty smiled, she had Trent where she wanted him until he flashed a cheeky grin.

Trent frowned.

“That’s my little devotee,” she said.  Her movements continued until she’d slipped her hands over her hips.  His gaze followed over her and he seemed to be devouring her every inch of bared flesh.

She stepped closer, leaned over him and let her hair fall over his skin before pressing her breasts to his.  His chest was warm to her touch.  She knew exactly what he was feeling because he was fire to her cool.  “What do you want?”

Trent wasn’t able to resist much more.  Even the failures that held him back mentally couldn’t stand the amount of desire rushing through his body for this woman.  The voice insides his head kept telling him to speak up, tell her of his desires.  Submit.

“Fuck me,” he said.

“That’s what I wanted to hear.”  Kitty pulled off her skirt, revealing her naked figure.  She picked up a foil packet, ripped it open and sheathed Trent’s engorged organ.

“Now, just follow my lead.”

Trent nodded.

“You may not come until I tell you to.”

Trent started to protest but her lips had already engulfed him.  Heat warmed his cock, made him feel at home, at ease.

Kitty untied his other hand.  She sealed her lips over his.  She felt full as she sank down on him repeatedly.  His cock brushed over her clitoris when it slipped out and she made a crying sound from the pleasure.

Trent ran his fingers through her smothered them in her brownish blonde hair.  He almost felt like he was being fucked by Lady Godiva as her hair fell over her body and his, each strand a different sensation on his skin.

She gripped his shoulders, raked her fingernails across his chest and tried not to let go so quickly, but her orgasm were always so powerful when the males she was with knew how to take directions.

Trent lay beneath her, bucking and thrusting inside her until she’d slammed down just as hard against him.  The sounds of flesh against flesh echoed throughout the room, drowning out music.  Sweat covered Kitty’s brow as she cried aloud and fell forward over Trent’s body.

He couldn’t help it; her orgasmic clenches around his cock had brought him near the edge.  He was almost to that point when she reminded him that he was not to come just yet.

“We’re not finished yet,” she said with a sigh.

Trent didn’t know what to expect yet, so he kept still.  Her heat wasn’t just warmth, it was scotching fire that made him weak.  His knees trembled as she sat atop him.

Slow, steady movements of her hips had him clenching the sheets with his fists.  Even his toes had curled up from the pleasure.

Kitty fell forward, pressed against him.  She couldn’t help but move for her own pleasure, but she sat up and lifted her arms above her head, swayed her head to one side and let her hair fall over her face.  Her breasts swung full in tune with her increased rhythmic rocking until she was on her way to another orgasm, followed by two more.

Trent finally grabbed her hips and thrust upwards while holding her in place.  She tried to resist but passion took control from her dominant sense and she found herself urging him to fuck her.

It didn’t take but a moment for him to explode inside her with such a fury that he’d dug his fingernails into her thighs.  She cried out from the pain and was rewarded with the pain and joys of one final orgasm at the same time as his.

God, he felt so good.  Repeatedly filling her up, taking her visual cues and mental dominance, he would be such a perfect submissive.  He could fill the gap in her life until she’d figured out what to do.

Kitty pressed against his chest and started to let her body drift off to sleep, but Trent stirred.

An early rendering concept of the newer cover art.

“I know this seems a little awkward, Kitty, but would you mind if I stayed the night?”

“Well, you did come in my car.  What about work in the morning?”

“It’s Saturday.  I figured my depression would have compelled me to do something incredibly stupid, so I wouldn’t be in anyway.”  Did he just do something incredibly stupid? 

“Mind if I pry?”

“I’m not really depressed.  Lonely.”  He paused, “or I was until tonight anyway.”

“It’s all right.  I understand.  I felt that way earlier.”

“Yeah, I saw those two college students.”

“They were babies.  I couldn’t have brought them back home.”

“I understand.  It’d be robbing the cradle.”

Kitty laughed.  “You shit!  I am not that old.”

“You’re old enough for me.” Trent grinned.

“Hush boy.  What time is it?” Kitty reached over Trent and turned the clock back over.  It was after twelve thirty.

The censored version

“Would you be a doll and fetch me a glass of water, Trent?”  Kitty rolled onto her side and stroked Trent’s smooth chest with her fingernail.

“Sure, where at?”  Trent slid off the bed and stood up, his hard body outlined by the soft light from the hallway.  Kitty looked at him, his eyes still burned with unfinished passion and lust.  Maybe she’d been mistaken, but she’d deal with it in the morning.

“Right cupboard above the sink.”  Kitty turned on a small lamp and rolled over to set her alarm for half an hour later.  She could afford to sleep in tomorrow.

“Okay.  Stay right there, sexy.”

He still flirted with her.  Kitty didn’t want him to leave in the morning, nor did she want to go into work the next day.  She felt a high from earlier that was only topped by Trent’s acceptance of kinky sex.

“Come crawl into bed with me and let’s go to sleep, Trent.”

* * *

The next morning, Kitty dropped Trent off at the parking lot where he left his car and watched him walk away.  He’d left his card on her seat and told her to call him.  Then he kissed her, sweetly at first until he let the buildup of passion between them simmer and slipped his tongue between her lips, brushing his teeth over her lower lip.  She sucked his tongue into her mouth eagerly, swatted him on the ass and broke their kiss, looking coquettish and sassy at the same time.

“You are a cad,” she giggled.

“You like it.”

“Mmm, I do indeed.”  His low voice hummed in her ear as he nipped her ear.  “Bad boy,” she chided.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he cupped her breast in the palm of his hand and felt her nipple pebble, but Kitty pushed him away.  “More, later.”

A new cover from the older publisher – looks like love IS eternal

“When?”

She took his face in her hands and kissed his forehead.  “Later.  I’ll call you.  Promise.”  Kitty couldn’t believe she wasn’t lying this time.

“I think that’s a good idea.”  His voice was warm, inviting.  Kitty didn’t want to leave exactly, but she had to go to work.

She let him leave.  Annoyance and anxiety filled her at the same time, as did other powerful emotions.  This wasn’t good.

 

BUY MISTRESS KITTY – Tales of Romantice Female Domination from Sizzler Editions

 

New Cover – Erotica Story Collection

Featuring Female Dominant erotica, lesbian love, homoerotica, the gamut all by the Bad Boy of Romance!  BDSM in a variety of forms exists in stories like Chick N Stu, Mistress Anna, and Warming Allysa, all featuring hot female dominants.

Sweet  Seductress Anna introduces our heroine to the world of bondage in the bedroom.

Miguel lets Kevin know about a group of Latino men who play frequently at more than just shooting pool and drinking beer, in “Heat Wave.”

Demise features a very lonely, horny convenience store clerk and her early morning/late night romp with a customer bent on seduction.  This story was based on personal fantasy of the author’s with a friend of his in mind!

Even Bisexuals need release, and find it in “Adventurous” a trio of stories dealing with a threesome, outdoor sex and more fun than you can shake a stick at!

Adena’s tale in “Sweltering” is one hot read for the interracial crowd!

From “Demise”

Natalie poured herself a glass of orange juice and took a long sip.  She walked into her room turned on the heater and found her robe still hanging over a chair.  She slipped it on, sat on the bed and picked up the remote.  She turned the TV on, flipped through channels until the news came on.  She listened to the weather guy talk about the forecast for the next few days.  Cold and damp, he predicted.  Great.  Natalie really could have used Kris’s company to cheer her up, among other things.

She slumped back against the pillows, set her orange juice aside and closed her eyes.  She had a day off and that meant she could sleep – except that she still had a nagging ache between her thighs that needed satisfying.  She thought about calling Kris as she lay back and tried to sleep.  Natalie slid her hand between her legs and touched her pussy.  She was wet.  The little nub of her clit poked through and begged for attention.

“Fuck it…” Natalie climbed out of bed and went into the living room.  She found her pair of pants, dug into the pocket for Kris’s number and went over to the phone.  Nervous still, she dialed his number and waited for something, anything.

He picked up.  “Hello,” he said in a deep voice that sent shivers up her spine.

“Kris, it’s Natalie.  Would you like to come over?”

“Sure.  Should I bring breakfast?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

“Great.  I’ll see you in ten minutes.”

Natalie gave Kris directions and hung up.  She was anxious and aroused at the same time.  She went into the bathroom, ran her fingers through her red curls and brushed her teeth.  She didn’t know whether to have clothes on or leave her robe partially open, but the doorbell rang and she barely had a second to decide.

“I’ll be right there,” she called out.  Natalie tied her robe shut just enough to leave a great deal of cleavage exposed.  She pulled her hair back and walked into the living room.  She picked up her clothes and tossed them aside before answering the door.

Kris towered over her and it became more apparent with her standing barefoot in her doorway.

“Hello,” she said.

Kris said nothing, simply bent down and kissed Natalie again with the same soft eagerness he’d shown earlier this morning.  Her tongue coaxed his into her mouth and she began playing with it, letting it feel and explore her mouth.  Natalie pulled him inside and shut the door behind him as she pressed her body into his.  “You smell good,” she said as she nuzzled his neck.

“You taste even better,” was all he said before picking her up and carrying her to her couch.

Natalie giggled.  “What are you doing?”

“I thought this was a booty call,” he said as he straightened her legs out and ran his hands from her shoulders to her breasts.  He gave them both a gentle squeeze and began thumbing her nipples.

She squirmed.  “I’ve been told I make a better sleep aid than a booty call.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.  Ooh,” she squirmed and wriggled her hips upward when his fingers slid inside her wet entrance.

Natalie spread her legs farther apart, allowing Kris easier access.  She shuddered as his fingers deftly brushed over her clitoris, repeatedly.  She sighed, clenched her fists into tight little balls and let release take over her body until Kris stopped playing with her.

She frowned.  “What gives?” she cried.

“You’re too quick.  Let’s slow down a little.”  Kris untied her robe and tugged it over her shoulders, exposing her creamy, freckled flesh.  “I very much like what I see.”

He bent down to kiss her breast but she took his face in her hands and looked directly into his beautiful dark eyes.  “I don’t want to slow down,” she said as she grabbed his cock through his pants.  Kris groaned as she wrapped her fingers around him.  ”Let’s get these off.”

Kris shook his head and took her hands in his.  “Not yet.”

She groaned again.

“You’re a baby,” he chided.

“No, I know what I want.  Now gimme!”  She took his free hand and plunged two fingers deep inside of her cunt.  She was wet, and Kris watched her expression change from whiny to almost wicked as she worked his fingers in and out of her.

Kris began stroking her insides.  He caressed her inner walls with slow, steady strokes, taking control of their act.

Natalie wrapped her legs tighter around his hand until she realized she had his entire fist inside of her.  She cried aloud, this time in pleasurable pain as she came hard.

Kris brought his hand out of Natalie’s cunt and licked her juice off his skin.  She watched him treat his come soaked hand like a delicate flower.

“Let me,” she took his hand in hers.  She spread his fingers, licked and sucked each one clean then grabbed his cock.  “Now?” she pouted.