Hot Excerpt from Daryl Devore's A Kept Woman
WARNING - I SAID HOT - not to be read at work or when little kids are around.
Sliding her pass card in the reader, Arianne watched the elevator doors shut. The motion stopped and the doors before her opened. Slipping her gym bag over her shoulder, she stepped onto the marble entry way. Derek’s rear rested on the back of the couch, arms folded across his chest. “Hi.” It was a simple statement, but it was all she could manage. His face was dark with anger. His ice blue eyes were cold and passionless.“Okay, I’m here,” he said.“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for asking.”He closed his eyes and sighed. “Yea well, I’m tired and grumpy. It has been a hectic two days, with meetings and problems. I didn’t need this crap from you. It’s one more thing piled up on my plate for me to deal with.” Arianne debated with herself. Maybe this wouldn’t be the best moment to do this. He might be too tense and irritable. Might get myself fired. Deciding to chance it, she led him to the bedroom then set her bag at the foot of the bed. He opened his mouth to speak, but Arianne placed a finger on his lips, signaling him to be quiet. Facing him, she removed his suit jacket, walked to the closet and hung it on a hanger. Tugging at the knot she released his tie and draped it over her shoulder. One at a time she undid the buttons of his shirt, and released his cuff links. Sliding her hands up his bare chest, she slipped her hands over his shoulders and pushed the shirt off his body. It dropped to the floor. She picked it up, placed it and the tie on another hanger and the cuff links on the dresser.With the same care she removed his shoes, socks and dress slacks, leaving him in his boxers. She pointed to the bed and signaled for him to roll onto his stomach. Afterward, she opened her purse, and took out a bottle of musk scented body oil. Pouring a quantity into her palms, she cupped it until it had warmed, then dribbled it around his back and shoulders. Her finger tips spread the oil over his bare skin. Kneading the shoulders and upper back she felt his muscles loosen. She worked her fingers down his muscled shoulders and arms. She worked until his brow relaxed and his breathing calmed. “Roll over.”He tucked his arm under and flipped himself over. Arianne opened up the gym bag she had placed on the floor next to the bed and pulled out two long silk sashes. His eyes popped open. “Trust me?” Grasping his right hand, she tugged until he got the message and sat up on the pillows. Arianne could see that Derek’s curiosity as well as his libido were becoming aroused when she secured his hands to the bed post—not with blood halting knots just silken restraints, like the material of the sashes. His focus remained on her as she repeated the same maneuver to his legs using the longer sashes.When he was secure and unable to move his limbs, Arianne stood next to the bed and unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled the material opened revealing a sexy, white, lace bra. Placing the palms of her hands on her breasts, she alternated between cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She slipped her right hand along the white fleshy mound of her breast. Derek watched as her fingers disappeared underneath the white lace and fondled her nipple. Her left hand slipped inside and teased her other nipple. Easing her hands back out, she slipped her fingers under the bottom band of her bra and pulled it up over her breasts exposing them. With her breasts free, she cupped and squeezed, rubbed small circles and rippled her nipples between her fingers.Her words were breathless and low as she said, “The skin is so soft. And my nipples are so round and firm, and pink. Do you know what they like?” Her actions matched her words. “They like to be rubbed ever so lightly. Like this. And they love to be teased—twisted between my thumb and finger—like this. They also adore pain. Pulling the nipples like this, stretching just enough to cause pain, but never enough to make me cry. See what it does. It makes them grow firm. Hard as marbles against my soft flesh.”Mesmerized, Derek’s gaze never left her breasts. Arianne doubted he’d even blinked. She climbed onto the bed near his feet and knelt. Her breasts hung a breath away from his legs. “Besides being caressed they also like to stroke things.” She bent down until her right nipple grazed the skin on his left shin. Moving back and forth, languorously and sensually, she let it slide against him, and then moved over to his right leg. “Can you feel how hard my nipple is? A perfectly firm nipple to slip between two soft, wet, hungry lips. Wouldn’t you agree?”“You aren’t going to leave me here. You are going to let me play?” His voice was husky.“Today you’re a spectator. When you’re good, I’ll give you small prizes. Like this.” Crawling up the bed, she held her index finger near his mouth. He opened his lips and she placed her finger inside. He closed his lips around it. Withdrawing it, she rubbed her nipple with the moistness. “They like to be sucked, but they aren’t big enough for me to do myself, so I’ll have to settle for this.” She placed her finger in his mouth, then stroked her other nipple.Closing her eyes, she lost herself in her fantasies and touches. Her hands rubbed, caressed, teased, pulled and stroked her breasts and nipples. Heat and moistness begin to build between her legs. Reaching behind, she unclasped the bra, dropping it and her blouse to the floor. “I could spend hours playing with my breasts. I could get some ice, or hot wax or nipple clamps. Their desires are only limited by my imagination. But something else is crying out for attention.”Standing on the bed, she reached for the button, popped it and lowered the zipper on her short blue skirt. Her eyes opened. Derek’s gaze was riveted to her body. A large swelling had grown in his shorts.Letting the skirt fall to the bed, she ran her hands down her belly. Her fingers met between her legs on the front of the small black thong. “Mmm. Hot. I can feel the heat through the silk.” She turned and bared her round, firm ass cheeks to him. Grazing her nails up from the bottom, she left faint trails of pink on her flesh. “A firm ass. One built for slapping.” She gave a short crack of her hand on one cheek. “It is perfect for biting and for receiving soft little kisses.”She moved so Derek’s fingertips brushed the flesh on her right butt cheek. “Tickling them produces shivers in me that go straight to my wicked, hungry cunt.” Wiggling her butt, she giggled, “Ooh. Wonder if your other hand is as good?” Hopping over him, she repeated her wiggles. “Mmm. Just as good.” Looking over her shoulder, she glanced down at his up-turned face. “I see you’ve developed quite an uncomfortable problem there.”“Any hope of you relieving it?”
A Kept Woman
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Sliding her pass card in the reader, Arianne watched the elevator doors shut. The motion stopped and the doors before her opened. Slipping her gym bag over her shoulder, she stepped onto the marble entry way. Derek’s rear rested on the back of the couch, arms folded across his chest. “Hi.” It was a simple statement, but it was all she could manage. His face was dark with anger. His ice blue eyes were cold and passionless.“Okay, I’m here,” he said.“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for asking.”He closed his eyes and sighed. “Yea well, I’m tired and grumpy. It has been a hectic two days, with meetings and problems. I didn’t need this crap from you. It’s one more thing piled up on my plate for me to deal with.” Arianne debated with herself. Maybe this wouldn’t be the best moment to do this. He might be too tense and irritable. Might get myself fired. Deciding to chance it, she led him to the bedroom then set her bag at the foot of the bed. He opened his mouth to speak, but Arianne placed a finger on his lips, signaling him to be quiet. Facing him, she removed his suit jacket, walked to the closet and hung it on a hanger. Tugging at the knot she released his tie and draped it over her shoulder. One at a time she undid the buttons of his shirt, and released his cuff links. Sliding her hands up his bare chest, she slipped her hands over his shoulders and pushed the shirt off his body. It dropped to the floor. She picked it up, placed it and the tie on another hanger and the cuff links on the dresser.With the same care she removed his shoes, socks and dress slacks, leaving him in his boxers. She pointed to the bed and signaled for him to roll onto his stomach. Afterward, she opened her purse, and took out a bottle of musk scented body oil. Pouring a quantity into her palms, she cupped it until it had warmed, then dribbled it around his back and shoulders. Her finger tips spread the oil over his bare skin. Kneading the shoulders and upper back she felt his muscles loosen. She worked her fingers down his muscled shoulders and arms. She worked until his brow relaxed and his breathing calmed. “Roll over.”He tucked his arm under and flipped himself over. Arianne opened up the gym bag she had placed on the floor next to the bed and pulled out two long silk sashes. His eyes popped open. “Trust me?” Grasping his right hand, she tugged until he got the message and sat up on the pillows. Arianne could see that Derek’s curiosity as well as his libido were becoming aroused when she secured his hands to the bed post—not with blood halting knots just silken restraints, like the material of the sashes. His focus remained on her as she repeated the same maneuver to his legs using the longer sashes.When he was secure and unable to move his limbs, Arianne stood next to the bed and unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled the material opened revealing a sexy, white, lace bra. Placing the palms of her hands on her breasts, she alternated between cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She slipped her right hand along the white fleshy mound of her breast. Derek watched as her fingers disappeared underneath the white lace and fondled her nipple. Her left hand slipped inside and teased her other nipple. Easing her hands back out, she slipped her fingers under the bottom band of her bra and pulled it up over her breasts exposing them. With her breasts free, she cupped and squeezed, rubbed small circles and rippled her nipples between her fingers.Her words were breathless and low as she said, “The skin is so soft. And my nipples are so round and firm, and pink. Do you know what they like?” Her actions matched her words. “They like to be rubbed ever so lightly. Like this. And they love to be teased—twisted between my thumb and finger—like this. They also adore pain. Pulling the nipples like this, stretching just enough to cause pain, but never enough to make me cry. See what it does. It makes them grow firm. Hard as marbles against my soft flesh.”Mesmerized, Derek’s gaze never left her breasts. Arianne doubted he’d even blinked. She climbed onto the bed near his feet and knelt. Her breasts hung a breath away from his legs. “Besides being caressed they also like to stroke things.” She bent down until her right nipple grazed the skin on his left shin. Moving back and forth, languorously and sensually, she let it slide against him, and then moved over to his right leg. “Can you feel how hard my nipple is? A perfectly firm nipple to slip between two soft, wet, hungry lips. Wouldn’t you agree?”“You aren’t going to leave me here. You are going to let me play?” His voice was husky.“Today you’re a spectator. When you’re good, I’ll give you small prizes. Like this.” Crawling up the bed, she held her index finger near his mouth. He opened his lips and she placed her finger inside. He closed his lips around it. Withdrawing it, she rubbed her nipple with the moistness. “They like to be sucked, but they aren’t big enough for me to do myself, so I’ll have to settle for this.” She placed her finger in his mouth, then stroked her other nipple.Closing her eyes, she lost herself in her fantasies and touches. Her hands rubbed, caressed, teased, pulled and stroked her breasts and nipples. Heat and moistness begin to build between her legs. Reaching behind, she unclasped the bra, dropping it and her blouse to the floor. “I could spend hours playing with my breasts. I could get some ice, or hot wax or nipple clamps. Their desires are only limited by my imagination. But something else is crying out for attention.”Standing on the bed, she reached for the button, popped it and lowered the zipper on her short blue skirt. Her eyes opened. Derek’s gaze was riveted to her body. A large swelling had grown in his shorts.Letting the skirt fall to the bed, she ran her hands down her belly. Her fingers met between her legs on the front of the small black thong. “Mmm. Hot. I can feel the heat through the silk.” She turned and bared her round, firm ass cheeks to him. Grazing her nails up from the bottom, she left faint trails of pink on her flesh. “A firm ass. One built for slapping.” She gave a short crack of her hand on one cheek. “It is perfect for biting and for receiving soft little kisses.”She moved so Derek’s fingertips brushed the flesh on her right butt cheek. “Tickling them produces shivers in me that go straight to my wicked, hungry cunt.” Wiggling her butt, she giggled, “Ooh. Wonder if your other hand is as good?” Hopping over him, she repeated her wiggles. “Mmm. Just as good.” Looking over her shoulder, she glanced down at his up-turned face. “I see you’ve developed quite an uncomfortable problem there.”“Any hope of you relieving it?”
A Kept Woman
New Dawning International Bookfair - http://www.newdawningbookfair.com/
Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Kept-Woman-bdsm-spanking-ebook/dp/B004PGNB9C
Smashwords - http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/43872
Reader Store - http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/daryl-devore/a-kept-woman/_/R-400000000000000350757
BookStrand - http://www.bookstrand.com/a-kept-woman
If you prefer print books – All Book Stories - http://www.allbookstores.com/Kept-Woman-Daryl-Devore/9781466257245
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