Come on in folks! Grab your seats and put your orders in for your favorite margaritas. My partner and love Tony will be sure to hook you up right with a pitcher of them for your tables.
Welcome to Wild and Wicked Wednesday here at the House of Taboo. I'm Lia Michaels, your host and co-owner of this place. Taboo is the spot where you can leave your inhibitions at the door and just immerse yourself into your fantasies. Today we have a very special guest. Our friend and fellow author Dakota Skye just released her debut paranormal erotic romance. I'm thrilled to no end she's jumped right into the erotic world!
Blurred Lines is the first of what I hope are many more books from Dakota that deal with ghosts. The otherworldly beings are a fascination of mine and I think that's why I'm drawn to this story. After reading the blurb and the following excerpt, I'm sure you will be too! And just look at the purple in that cover! Could it match the decor around here any more perfectly? ;)
BLURB
Letting go is like a
death. Sierra never thought she would be caught in a love triangle between
her writing partner, Alex, and the love of her life, Shane—especially because
her ex-fiancé is now a ghost. Tormented with both guilt for moving on with
someone else and a desire to be free of the past, she's pulled between both
men. Shane struggles with accepting his death and seeing the woman he loves
with someone else. Alex is determined to free Sierra from limbo and change
their relationship from casual to serious, but the bond she has with Shane
transcends death. One of the three needs to let go.
Only the good die
young. When Shane Weston is murdered before prosecuting a key member of the
Mexican drug cartel, he can't accept the idea that all of the plans he had had
for his life will never come true. More than that, he can't let go of the love
he has for his fiancée.
Love never dies.
Sierra Daniels is crushed after Shane's death. Head writer on a successful
television series, she can't get back into the groove of life. All enthusiasm
for work is gone. Ready to quit everything, she travels to her cabin in Lake
Tahoe in hopes of escaping everyone's expectations and disappearing for a while.
The lines between
right and wrong often blur. Alexander Blaine has risked his future on a
career change from DEA agent to lead consultant and writer on hit television
series. Sierra's grief has shadowed everyone around her, including him, and
jeopardizes both of their careers. Unwilling to accept defeat, he follows her
to Lake Tahoe determined to break through the barrier enveloping her and make
her see that life is still worth living.
EXCERPT
He pulled her across his lap and
kissed her. "You have no idea how many times I've thought you needed some
restraints...and maybe a spanking."
"Hmm...," she teased his
lower lip with her teeth, "I think you like that I'm a little bit
bad."
"I think you're right."
Amusement flashed in his eyes as he lazily brushed his lips against hers.
"I'm also liking the idea of tying you up and having my way with
you."
"You had your way with
me." She sucked on his lower lip, feeling the twinge of desire stir deep
in her core. With a sigh, she smoothed her hand through his hair and pressed
her forehead against his. Heart hammering in her chest, she needed to do the
one thing she didn't want to do.
"Listen, Alex, you trust me and it's about time I came clean with
everything before you follow me into this new venture."
He shook his head 'no', a teasing
light in his eyes. "You talk too much. Do you ever stop thinking?"
Abruptly, he stood, hands on her
ass to carry her with him toward the bedroom.
"Alex...I need to tell you
something," she said even though her body had already begun quivering with
anticipation.
"You can tell me
afterward." He tossed her onto the bed. "Take off your clothes."
"Oh, you're going to boss me
now, is that it?" Damn, she liked this idea.
"Sweater first. I like seeing
your tits." He stood over her, waiting. He bit his lower lip, his gaze
already fixated on her chest.
She shifted to her knees in the
middle of the bed, heart quickening at the idea that Shane may be watching, but
desire at Alex's commanding presence in front of her. With a yank, she pulled
the sweater over her head and tossed it aside.
"Touch yourself like you did
this morning," he said, gaze feasting on her breasts.
She grabbed each breast in the palm
of her hand and lifted them up, squeezed them together, her thumbs flicking
over the nipples. She never looked away from his face.
"Now strip all the way. I want
you naked."
She stood on the bed, feeling more
daring than she'd ever felt with his eyes devouring her every move. She shimmied
free of first her pants before slowly guiding the panties over her hips.
He knelt on the side of the bed and
ran his hands up the sides of her legs. "You are magnificent,
Sierra."
He slid a hand between her thighs
and moved his thumb in a circular motion around her clit, teasing but not
touching the sensitive spot that ached for his full attention. He licked the
inside of her knee.
Standing above him like this, fully
exposed in the light, had all of her nerve endings snapping with both
uncertainty and desire.
"Lay face down on the
bed," he ordered before stepping away from the mattress.
Alex walked to his bag and pulled
out a belt. Without saying a word, he moved behind her, slid the belt down
first one shoulder and then the other before leaning against her and
whispering, "Do you trust me, Sierra?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Put your hands behind your
back."
She complied, wincing when he
cinched the belt around her wrists so tightly she couldn't break free. A tingle
of fear rippled down her spine. She'd been partially joking about being
restrained, hadn't thought he'd go through with it.
His hands moved around her torso,
firmly grasping her tits in his hands before licking the side of her neck.
"I'm going to have my way with you again. Don't speak." He sucked on
her earlobe. "Don't think. Let me have complete control for once. Just feel."
She nodded, heartbeat lodged in her
throat.
He squeezed her ass before biting
each cheek, his thumbs sliding into the crack and spreading her open.
Face against the mattress, she had
never felt so vulnerable. His hands slid down the back of her thighs before
returning to her ass and spanking her. Once. Twice. Soft at first. Then harder.
Squeezing. Biting.
"Maybe I should have used the
belt for this," he muttered against her hip before slapping her ass again.
Harder. "That's for all the hell you've given me this past year."
He spread her legs wide, his
fingers sliding into her pussy while he continued slapping and biting her ass.
She bit her lip to keep from
speaking, enjoying this role of submissive, but she wanted his cock. His
teasing torment was too much to bear.
Alex flipped her onto his back,
keeping her legs spread wide, knees hanging over the edge of the bed, while he
undressed between her thighs. Gaze on hers, he peeled off his sweater. Scars
and cigarette burns marred his flesh, but she didn't care. To her they only
magnified his sexiness. Jeans off, he stood with his massive cock erect and
twitching.
Once again she thought he looked
dangerous and as far from legal as anyone she'd ever met. Arms bound behind her
back, she lay naked in front of him.
He ran his hands over her thighs
before shoving three fingers inside of her. Hard.
He knelt over her, licked her clit.
Sucked. Bit her hip. Lightly, but hard enough to cause enough pain to
deliciously torture her.
His mouth covered one breast, while
his fingers increased their torment on her cunt. His tongue teased her nipple
to arousal.
Saliva flooded her mouth. She
wanted his cock in every hole she had. She craved his cum in her mouth. She
wanted to be thoroughly fucked until all troubling thoughts disappeared from
her mind. Whimpers of need escaped her throat. She bit her lip, remembering his
command not to speak.
He moved to her other breast, teeth
grazing he nipple. His fingers fucked her, faster and harder.
She wiggled her hips to meet his
pace. Pleasure stirred low in her gut and rippled through her body like waves
on the ocean.
"Don't come until I give you
permission. Stop yourself."
She shook her head 'no' against the
mattress. Was he insane? She couldn't stop.
He rose above her. "I said no,
Sierra. You don't get to orgasm until I say so."
His fingers left her just before
she could find release. Looking satisfied with himself, he used both hands to
cup her breasts and push them together.
"God, I love your tits.
They're perfect. I could suck on them all day and never get enough." His
gaze met hers. "I liked fucking them this morning." He dropped them
and straddled her chest until his cock bobbed in front of her face. "Do
you want to suck my dick, Sierra? Or how about my balls? Do you want them in
your mouth?"
She nodded and licked her lips.
He slid his penis into her mouth
until she thought she'd suffocate. Then he slipped it out until the tip touched
her lips. She licked the head, sucked it, wished she could touch him. Then he
shoved it back into her mouth until she gagged from him hitting the back of her
throat.
In a sudden move, he pulled himself
free of her and replaced his cock with his tongue, ravaging her mouth until
they were both moaning with need.
One hand on her breast and another
fisting in her hair, he thrust himself deep into her cunt while his mouth clung
to hers. He fucked her, deeply and slowly.
Denying her body release became
painful as she squeezed the muscles of her pussy trying to keep herself from
orgasm.
"Do you want to come?" He
muttered against her lips as her body twisted and bucked against his.
"Yes."
"Say please."
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please let me come, Alex.
Please."
"I like the way you beg."
He lifted from her and rammed his
cock faster into her. "Come with me, Sierra. Come with me."
Ecstasy arched her back. She
screamed with it. Waves of pleasure rocked her into oblivion.
He fell on top of her, equally out
of breath and sweaty.
It felt like minutes before either
of them moved. He untangled himself from her legs, turned her onto her side,
and released her wrists from their bondage.
He bit her shoulder, his arm
sliding around her waist from behind. "This is the best damn getaway of my
life."
About the Author
Dakota Skye is an author fascinated by the paranormal. After having several personal "unexplained experiences" in her life, she started exploring the idea of the "other side." Ghosts, angels, Spirit Guides…what are they and do we interact with them more than we know? In her stories, she incorporates that fascination with fantasy while always focusing on the love.
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