Tomorrow, Ye Olde Kinke Faire will be available at all major eRetailers. Here’s another tempting snippet.
“Good girl,” he murmured. “Now go into my bag and pull out the ropes.”
Ropes? She peered at him from between her legs. Even upside down he looked serious. Perhaps his bag didn’t hold work stuff. She slowly stood up and strolled over to his bag, going as slow as she could. When she reached him, she knelt down and opened up his leather shoulder bag.
Whether it was work or not was up to conjecture, she supposed. They did work at a kink faire. And everything within the bag was kinky or could be used that way. Four sets of hemp rope were tied up and she removed them. When she turned to offer them to Kendrick, he waved behind her. “I think those two trees will do just fine.”
And quite suddenly she remembered what he’d said that one day. A frisson of excitement shot down her spine and her pussy clenched with enthusiasm.
“Becca.” Something about the serious tone of his voice made her look him in the eyes. “I know you say you like it rough, but I need to know how rough. Because if I fuck you like I would like? You’ll be sore for days. All of you,” he added. “Once I tie you up, I’ll use you for my pleasure and my pleasure’s going to be long and involved. Alice gave me a little pill to make sure of it. If you don’t think you’re ready for that, tell me. We’ll do something else.”
She shook her head, wanting to feel him at his most wild. And surely that would help him release some of his demons. “Fuck me. Use me. Make me—” Her heartrate ratcheted up and a drop of sweat trickled down her spine as the words poured out of her mouth. “Make me your slut.” That four letter word fell from her lips and she felt an incredible freedom in it. She was Kendrick’s slut—his to enjoy in any way he liked. And she liked that in ways she had never understood before. To give up all control and let him use her as he needed made her feel strong and powerful in that moment. He was about to turn her world upside down and she could hardly wait.
His eyes darkened. “Go stand between those trees, girl.” She rushed to comply.
Kendrick Finleigh has been searching for a place for he and his friends to call home, a place where they can let out their kinky selves with no reprisal. Investing in a kinky renaissance faire on a private island seems just the ticket.
Becca Hesse came to work at Ye Olde Kinke Faire thinking it would be fun, only to find the owners have no idea what kink is. When new investors take over, she’s thrilled, especially when Kendrick shows interest in her.
With problems in getting the Faire up and running, there seems little time to express how they truly feel for one another. One error leads to a huge misunderstanding and before long, what was once a promising relationship, crashes into the surf. With Becca on the run, Kendrick has to call on all his reserves to bring his sub home safely. Or risk losing her, and what could have been, forever.
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