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ECSTASY: THE CHARADE

 

ELLORA'S CAVE

July 05, 2006

 

 

BLURB:

Waking up naked with a dead man at her side and a bloody dagger in her hand was not what Ciarra Storm expected from a night on the town. When every bit of evidence points to her, she panics. In the year 2106, criminals are incarcerated on the Moon. She flees and takes on another person's identity—an identity that forces her to travel to Ecstasy Island. Nothing can prepare her when she discovers the woman she is masquerading as has signed up for a two-week course in BDSM. Nor is she prepared for the man in charge of ensuring that she gets her money's worth.

Shawn Thorenson enjoys pleasure and Ecstasy Island is his playground. But something is missing in his life. Until he meets the beautiful, strong-willed Ciarra—or Kitty as he knows her. She's the "something", the woman he's been searching for.

But secrets have a way of coming out, and Shawn's determination to uncover Kitty's leads to a shocking revelation when a murderer strikes on Ecstasy Island—a deadly assassin whose name might turn out to be Ciarra Storm.
 

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An  excerpt of THE CHARADE:

 

“No man can serve two Masters, but a woman…she can have many,” he whispered leaning close, smelling the clean scent of almond and vanilla massage oils and woman.

“Chauvinistic?” The air leaving her mouth was warm on his cheek. He wondered for a moment what the warmth would feel like on his cock. His member responded with a jerk that rubbed against her hip. She gasped, the tiny sound encouraging him to continue.

He stepped back and met her dark gaze. “Fact,” he said with conviction. “Should I demonstrate?”

She sucked the corner of her bottom lip into her mouth and her small white teeth bit down. “No. Just let me go.”

His resistance faltered and he reached for a wavy tendril that lay upon her chest. “Angel, you know I cannot.” The cool strand slid through his fingers. He closed his eyes, imagining her thick tresses covering his thighs, his legs, moving across his body as she slid against him, took him deep within her mouth.

“Why?” Her voice broke and she sounded almost childlike. But she gave a very womanly gasp as he brushed her hair across her sensitive breast. Tiny bumps rose across her satin skin.

“It was your desire to learn what we offer at Ecstasy Island.” As Shawn spoke, a grumble came from Terrance. His brother was a man of action. Patience was not a virtue he possessed. Shawn glanced over his shoulder, receiving a quick brush from Terrance’s hand to “get on with it”, while Tor casually leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, a smirk on his face.

Shawn ignored Terrance’s prodding and Tor’s quiet teasing.

Pleasure was not to be rushed. More enjoyment could be achieved with seductive words, a sensual touch and time—plenty of time.

Shawn placed his back squarely to his brothers and focused on the beautiful woman before him. “I’ll start by placing a ring on your lovely nipple.”

Her body tensed. Fingernails bit into the palms of her hands as she flexed and uncurled her fingers, leaving sharp impressions in her skin.

“Relax,” he whispered just before capturing her nub in his mouth. She whimpered, the sound a desperate cry of longing. His tongue rolled the peak around and around, flicked the tip several times. Then he latched onto her nipple and drew hard, forcing yet another moan. She arched into him.

He couldn’t help the smile that creased his lips. And he couldn’t help needing to caress her as he slipped the rings in the pocket of his toga. While he suckled her, one hand remained at her breast softly kneading the under swell as the other followed the curve of her waist, the flare of her hip, the smoothness of her thigh. When he skimmed across her knee to the inside of her thigh she trembled.

Slowly his palm moved up her inner-leg. He released her nipple and feathered kisses along her throat, nipping at her chin before he pressed his mouth to hers.

The kiss was a gentle exploration, probing her full lips lightly for entrance. There was little fight in her before she opened and allowed him to taste her. She must have eaten a mint recently because her breath was fresh, a hint of evergreen against his taste buds.

When his hand neared her core he paused, waiting for her to give him a sign that she wanted, desired his touch. Her eyes closed, hips pushing against his palm. It was subtle, but all he needed to continue as he slipped a finger into her wet, hot chamber.

His body was a composition of taut muscles and raw nerves as he fought for control. She was slick and welcoming, her inner muscles contracting around his finger. He wanted to possess this woman. Wanted to tie her to his bed, spread her wide and memorize every curve, every mound, learn every erogenous zone that would make her squirm, scream in ecstasy. His finger steadily pumped in and out, her hips meeting each thrust. He wanted to fuck her pussy, her ass, her mouth, hour after hour until they both were sated and exhausted. Then he would lay with her in his arms and for the first time in a long time he would sleep peacefully, complete, waking to her lovely face. And then he would fuck her again.

Drawing the rings from his pocket, he slipped one over her erect bud. Her eyes sprang wide as if she had never felt the pleasure-pain of the jewelry. She whimpered a light cry of distress. But her eyes were bright with excitement.

She was ready.

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