Lusting (The Masked Emotions Series: Book 4)
A BDSM Erotic Romance
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LUSTING is Book 4 of the Hot New BDSM Series, Masked Emotions.
The King of S&M kicks it up a notch!
Enzio opens the New York Looking Glass to rave reviews, offering the best in the world of S&M, including the infamous Dom 241. Lana begged him to stay in Seattle, but he refused to be hurt by her again. Determined to be with him, Lana learns more about his world from one of the best Mistresses at The Looking Glass, and quickly becomes one of the best Subs in the world. She is a natural, unbreakable, which intrigues Enzio, who knows her only by her alter ego, as she wears a mask whenever she is in the club and speaks with a British accent. A show with her would be perfect for his club, so he asks Lana about her, causing Lana to become jealous of her alter ego, and she wonders if Enzio felt the same when she desired the demanding hands of Dom 241.
“Who’s your new Dom or Master? Maybe I know him.”
“Actually, it’s a Mistress,” she sighed, “And she has been teaching me a lot.”
“That’s great! Who is she?”
Lana became quiet and her mind began to race on a name. She diverted the question by saying, “Oh, you don’t know her. She’s new.”
He laughed, “Hey, have you met Trinity?”
Lana’s cheeks suddenly kissed pink like a spring rose, and the blooming color slowly turned deeper as her smile stretched further. “I’ve met her,” she said, “I swear she’s a bit anal, though. She never takes off her costume when she’s in the club.”
Lana raised an eyebrow and felt an immense jealousy building up inside her at the tone of his voice. He sounded impressed and interested.
“So what else is she like? I heard she’s unbreakable. Is it true? Who trained her? How long has she been at the club?”
The questions kept piling one after another, and Lana’s jealousy of her alter ego began to claw at her like a rat in a cage. Then she said something she instantly regretted. “She’s my Mistress.”
That set him off like a bloodhound. “SHE’S A SWITCH!” He sounded so excited, and Lana couldn’t help but smile. “I was supposed to come to Seattle in two weeks for graduation, but I might come sooner to see her at work as a Mistress.”
“Wait, what?!” she yelped, but then she heard a sudden commotion coming from the other end of the line.
“Hey Lana, I have to go. I’ll see you at the end of the week.”
The second he hung up, Lana jumped out of bed. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” She ran down the stairs and into the office to rummage through the instructional videos that Enzio had made. Just as she was about to run back upstairs, the door opened and she looked up at the woman and smiled before saying, “I need your help.”
“Please Enzio, punish me,” she whispered as she looked into his eyes. She missed being under his control. She desperately needed him, and with every breath she wanted him. “Please punish me,” she whispered again as he kissed her neck and slowly moved up to her lips. “I have toys in the nightstand by my bed.”
He took her and spun her around, wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her sides. He leaned over and nibbled on her earlobe before lightly kissing her neck. “No toys,” he whispered. He moved down to her shoulders. “No fake names, Trinity.”
“You know?” she panted.
He pulled her to the bed as she breathed heavily.
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Linger (The Masked Emotions Series: Book 1)
A BDSM Erotic Romance
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When Lana Matthews unexpectedly wins an evening with the top Dom at an exclusive S&M club called The Looking Glass, the elusive Dom is a beast in bed and he unleashes a primal urge deep inside her, a dark side of her that she never knew existed, and leaves her craving more of him. The unconventional props such as a wooden throne, a giant steel spider web, and a giant birdcage intrigue Lana, and she is mesmerized by the man in the mask who is eager to awaken her carnal desires.
Enzio Salazar has been Lana’s best friend since they were young, and although he confessed his love for her numerous times, she reaffirmed each time that she wanted to remain friends.
Enzio and Lana now attend the same university, but Enzio seems different, and Lana cannot figure out what has changed. When she notices a partially opened package in front of Enzio’s dorm room, curiosity gets the best of her and she takes it to her room, discovering a leather garment inside. She puts it on, noticing two metal latches. When she connects them, they become immediately locked in place, making the outfit impossible to remove. Wondering why Enzio would order such a thing, she is stunned to learn that he dabbles in S&M, and she realizes how little she actually knows about him, like where he works, or who he may be, other than her beloved Enzio.
The man known only as Dom 241 was bold, confident, unapologetic, passionate, and a beast in bed. He became the kind of lover his clients wanted. He could be selfish, distant, compassionate, and even a brute.
The Looking Glass was the best kept secret in town, an upscale house of bondage where Dom 241 was king. He knew each of his clients like the back of his hand, and there was no line he would not cross. He was always in control, and his clients yearned for his demanding touch.
Lana was no exception. She wore thigh-high black stockings, a pair of black leather underwear with a zipper over the crotch, and a tight halter top that was suffocating her breasts. She could feel him placing a collar around her neck.
“That’s a good girl,” she heard his strong voice beside her ear. “How do you like your new outfit? Tell me how it feels.”
She gasped. “It’s tight… so tight…” She felt his hand gently rub the top of her head.
“Turn around and face me,” he spoke as he gently pulled on the leash.
She was hesitant and nervous. The black leather strap was tied tightly across her eyes as she tried to maneuver her long amber hair away from her ear. She felt another pull coming from the collar around her neck, but this time there was much more force.
“I said turn around!” his voice was sterner and yet somewhat familiar.
“Yes…” she softly spoke.
“Yes, what?” he growled, pulling on the leash again.
“Yes, Master,” she gasped.
“Good, very good,” he praised.
She felt exposed, and she could feel his eyes piercing through her, examining her body. She instinctively tried to cover herself.
“Drop your arms!” he scowled, and she could hear his footsteps as he casually walked around her. “My, my, my,” he said. She could feel his hand lightly touching her hair. “That teddy outfit suits you nicely, my dear.” She felt his mask lightly touching her left ear. “Money well spent.”
She felt his lips lightly touch hers and she tried hard to kiss him, but he pushed back.
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Kyle Robertson is a CIA operative, and crushing the enemy is what he does best. A jilted ex-lover, he lost his ladylove, Stephanie, to a Major in the Armed Services, but he knows that if he waits long enough, payback time will arrive. When war breaks out and Major Brian Fairchild receives orders to ship out, Kyle is given a dangerous and deadly order that, if executed flawlessly, will make him a hero in the eyes of the President. Blackmailing someone into carrying out the plan without divulging the secrets of the mission is his top priority, and Stephanie is the ideal choice. The young woman’s journey to exotic places leads to intrigue and terror when she discovers that she has been set up, and she finds herself engaged in a fierce and deceptive battle in which the prize is life.
“Hamid is anti-Western, and he lives behind a shield of armed guards, so getting close enough to make the hit presents a challenge. He is deeply entrenched in tradition, but he has one weakness.”
“And that is?” Barry questioned.
“He has a fascination with beautiful women.”
“I’m turning this job over to you, Kyle, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s impossible.”
“Not impossible,” Kyle replied with cool confidence. “Just a challenge.” Crushing his enemy was what Kyle did best. He leaned back in his chair with his arms folded behind his head to scheme the operation. He unlocked the drawer to his desk and pulled out a framed picture of Stephanie. He looked into her beautiful face and smiled triumphantly. You made a big mistake when you married Brian. Finally, the time was ripe and in his control.
“What’s going on here?”
“You’ve been set up, ladylove.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We need your help to carry out a dangerous operation. As I’m sure you already know, Saudi Arabia has closed its air base to our military. We need the base in order to put an end to this war, and we have every reason to believe that the Crown Prince would agree to let us occupy the base if given the ruling power. But first we need to take the king for a ride. That’s where you come in.”
“I really don’t have the time.” She headed for the door.
“Let me ask you something,” he called after her. “Did Brian make it to Turkey as scheduled?”
Stephanie’s steps came to a chilling halt. Everything suddenly made sense. Kyle was the one responsible for Brian receiving orders to Turkey. She swung around to face him.
“You’re much too beautiful to be standing there with your mouth hanging open,” he taunted her. “That’s one of the reasons you’re so perfect for this job – you’re a tantalizing beauty, and you’re an expert marksman, or should I say markswoman? You’re a crack shot.”
Stephanie’s skin sizzled with fierce anger. “So you’re the one responsible for taking Brian from me.”
“My sweet little Stephanie,” he said as he tossed back his head and laughed. “Sometimes you can be so naive. It was so easy to arrange for Brian’s timely departure. Think how easy it would be to arrange for his timely death.”
Stephanie’s insides screamed with alarm.
With jet-black hair, penetrating dark eyes, and a full rugged mouth, the king looked as commanding as his royal robes. She wondered if he could see the fear in her eyes.
“You are very beautiful,” he said. Stephanie didn’t like the hungry look in his eyes. “Come to me,” he ordered.
Stephanie stared at him, not knowing what to do. He was making a pass at her, and unless she wanted to jump out of a moving train and die of thirst in the desert, there was nowhere to run. She cautiously rose to her feet. He reached for her hand and pulled her down to his lap.
“Twice I have tried to kiss you,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair. “And twice you have slipped away from me. I will not let you get away this time.”
“You’re flirting with me,” she said, pretending to be shocked to fend him off.
“No, I am all finished flirting.” He folded her body back into his arms and kissed her.
Stephanie wriggled out of his arms and jumped to her feet. Abdullah rose to his feet, reached for her arm, and turned her around to face him. “Why did you pull away from me? Surely you know by now how much I want you.”
Stephanie had to think of something fast.
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Sadie believes she has found true happiness when she meets a young veterinarian. Her ex, however, harbors bad feelings toward her and resents her ability to move on without him. When Sadie agrees to visit him in an effort to provide some form of closure for the two of them, she discovers that her ex has become a wealthy man in a very shady business. He makes her an offer that she may not be able to refuse without risking her life or the life of her new lover.
Sadie opened the door and saw her ex-boyfriend for the first time in over a year. He threw his arms around her and kissed her on the mouth before she had a chance to stop him. Closing the door with a kick, he noticed the flowers on the dresser. “Mmm, I know I didn’t send those, so someone must have a new beau.”
“I met a man recently,” she said timidly. Sadie felt shy in the presence of her ex, and he seemed to have more confidence than she remembered. “You seem different, Lin.”
“Do I? I’m not the shy guy you remember?”
Lin pulled Sadie to him and kissed her possessively on the mouth. “I’m a businessman now, Sadie, a wheeler and dealer, and I usually get what I want.”
“Come to my room for dinner. I’m having some friends over.”
Sadie reluctantly agreed. When she knocked on Lin’s door, it wasn’t Lin who opened it. “Sadie, come in. Lin has told us so much about you.” Sadie walked into the room and was very quickly handed a glass of hard liquor that made her cough.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Nothing but the best,” Lin spoke up, appearing out of nowhere it seemed. He put his arm around her and bragged, “This is Sadie.”
“Ah, yes, come and sit with me, Sadie,” one of the men said.
“Sadie, Mr. Madison is very wealthy and very influential.” Lin gave her a stern look, so she sat down beside the stranger. “Lin and I have started a business together, and you can be a part of our grand enterprise.”
Sadie couldn’t figure these guys out. What did they want?
“Ah, my dear Sadie, Mr. Madison and I know all about your, well, love of pharmaceuticals. I hate to call it an addiction, but I may as well call it what it is. You are addicted, aren’t you, Sadie?”
Sadie gulped and tried to play it cool. “I don’t have an addiction.”
Lin sat down on the opposite side of Sadie so that she was sandwiched between the two men. He put his hand on her thigh, daring her to remove it. “Now, Sadie, we can quibble about what it really is all we want, but according to a Miss Karen Browning, who discovered a full bottle of Percocet as well as a half full bottle of Klonopin upon your sudden departure, you have an addiction. She immediately reported the drugs to the school authorities. It’s a good thing you decided to drop out. You would have been dismissed had you not left voluntarily.”
Sadie was livid. It was just like the uppity rich girl to rat her out. Karen could have thrown the bottles away, but she had no doubt gained big points with the dean. “What has that got to do with you two?”
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Young women everywhere dream of being chosen for the exchange program, and Cheri is no exception. A trip to foreign lands is her ticket to freedom, wealth, and regality if she plays her cards right. Broke and in search of fun, meaning sex, her ultimate goal is finding a wealthy husband, but Cheri isn’t looking for just any kind of wealth. What Cheri is after is royal wealth and the status that goes with it. Her guide for the program is handsome and exudes sensuality, but Cheri learns a little too late that this is no ordinary program. This is an exchange of questionable intentions.
Wrapped in Jav’s hairy chest, a peaceful loving sensation fell across her tired eyes before sensual and sexual thoughts began drifting through her mind. The masculinity of the gentle man with whom she shared a bed aroused her and she held tightly to her lover as she drank in his intoxicating scent.
Cheri’s steady exhalations against Jav’s chest were causing his body to awaken. He lowered his face to hers and gently kissed her lips, and she surrendered to his touch. Jav made no demands of her that night, though the closeness of their nakedness was nearly irresistible. Jav’s reluctance to take her completely confused Cheri. “It is not time, mon Cheri,” he whispered.
Cheri awoke to the aroma of fresh pancakes and looked up to see her Prince Charming preparing breakfast just for her. “Good morning,” she said sleepily.
“Breakfast is served,” Jav declared, with a smile as brilliant as the stars. He had planned a wonderful day for the two of them, but Cheri wondered about the others who had accompanied her.
“Where are the other women?”
With yet another dazzling smile, Jav gently touched her cheek. “Sometimes it is not our place to ask.”
Cheri felt like a child at the reprimand, but she took it in stride. After all, she was a stranger in this man’s land and she had freely chosen to be a part of the exchange program.
When she was naked, he looked at her as if he were admiring a sculpture. He smoothed his hands along her body, outlining her curves. Then he stood away from her and undressed slowly as if he were unveiling a prize. “Sit upon the bed, Cheri,” he said. Cheri slowly slid onto the bed, and within seconds he was readying her for his fullness. Cheri watched his eyes but the Prince was focused on himself, watching as the woman beneath him took him easily and eagerly. Cheri gasped, but this was the kind of man she needed. He was regal and wealthy and extremely well endowed. She would have this man, one way or another. But the following morning she awoke in the bed she shared with Jav, who was sleeping soundly beside her. The night with the Prince was over.
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Once a year Duke travels cross country in search of a good time. Far removed from the bright lights of the cities, he finds what he is craving…hot cowgirls to quench his thirst and sate his hunger. This year he meets Cyn, a sweet looking woman, but a woman who may get him run out of town if he is not careful.
A young woman boldly walked over and sat down next to him, her shirt unbuttoned just enough to provide Duke a clear view of what she had to offer. She had plenty, he had to admit, but she was not his type. Duke had found what he wanted tonight within seconds of walking through the door.
“How ‘bout a dance, cowboy?” the woman asked. Duke put his bottle of beer to his lips. After he took a drink, his beer wetted lips made the woman want him even more. “No thanks.” “Are you sure, cowboy?”
“I’m sure,” he said, and took another drink. Duke smiled to himself. He set his empty beer bottle down and walked slowly toward the back of the bar where couples were dancing. He leaned nonchalantly against the wall, glancing occasionally at the woman he had chosen for tonight’s awakening. He would definitely awaken the young cowgirl. He always did. The cowboy hat he kept in his truck on his annual cross country trek was the perfect way to disguise his cruising of the young filly. His chosen cowgirl was dancing with the man she thought she was going home with tonight. But that was about to change.
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Patrick had never mentioned that he was from this part of the world. He had spent the last several years in London and Samantha had assumed that with his British accent, he was from England. Now she realized that the accent had been part of his fake persona, just as his claim of being an ordinary businessman had been. As soon as the plane had landed, Patrick’s accent had all but vanished and was replaced with one much more sinister.
Without a word, he walked over to the drawn curtain and closed it. The room was cast in a dark shadow and Samantha watched as Patrick came toward her. The closer he came, the more distant he seemed to her. He undid the ropelike belt from around his waist and allowed the princely garment to fall to the floor. The familiarity of Patrick’s naked body put Samantha somewhat at ease. She reached out to him, but he took her hands and led her backward to the elegant bed. The powerful prince turned her head toward him and planted a lingering kiss on her lips. He voraciously devoured her mouth with hard passionate French kisses, causing Samantha to fall under his spell once again.
“Where is your passport?”
“Your passport…where is it?”
Samantha wiggled out of his embrace and turned to her side. Patrick would not allow her to face him. He walked behind her and forced her into the bedroom. “Where is your passport?”
He pushed her aside and went directly for her purse.
“Patrick, stop!” Snatching the purse from him, nearly breaking the straps, she fell and landed on her butt.
He stood over her in a threatening manner, and demanded her passport.
“No, Patrick. I need it.”
“When I want you to have it, you will have it, but not before.”
“Why are you doing this?”
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The world of crude; oil, that is, and all that that implies, with its sharp contrast between wealth and poverty, the elite and the working poor, has lured the cardinals and the criminals to its wells and rigs for decades. When a young woman enters the inner circle of a ruthless oil conglomerate where the ‘old boys’ rule is strictly enforced, she is privy to shocking secrets of forced labor, murder, sex crimes, and more. When she tries to leave, she is hunted down like a rabid animal, and fears that she has unwittingly become part of one of the sex rings she has heard far too much about, for there is only one way out of the ruthless world of crude – in a pine box.
With as much force as he could, he pulled Natalie by the ankles to where he wanted her and he forced her legs apart, holding her by the thighs with his hands made strong from nights of digging his secretive tunnel. He looked up at her eyes that were half closed. “You ready for me, woman?” The harsh words were unfamiliar to Natalie and she tried not to show fear.
Kent did not go slowly. He never did when he wanted something. Into the depths of her being he plunged, as if trying to hurt this woman, but he could not hurt her. Natalie wanted to feel pain. Kent’s aggression grew like a wildfire as he drew the woman toward him, scraping her tender flesh along the sheets until she could feel the burning sensation.
“Open your eyes!” he demanded.
Natalie’s eyes were those of a deer caught in headlights as she stared into the possessed eyes of the man she knew only as Kent. She took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. Her body was worn out and she lay flat, closing her eyes, when she felt the full weight of Kent on top of her. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, not out of love, but to keep the woman from escaping while he slept.
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The resort offering more money and perks than Tiffany can resist houses an evil secret. Money exchanges hands for much more than room and board. Quitting her steady job on a whim for what is promised to be a once in a lifetime experience, Tiffany loads up her car and heads out. Stumbling upon a secretive erotic crime ring, she tries to find a way out of it, but the sly old woman in charge hired Tiffany for a very specific reason and she knows where the young woman is at all times.
Tiffany noticed the sign announcing the Jag’s Head Resort and turned onto a winding narrow road. The resort, when she finally arrived at its gated entrance, was grand in scale. Lit up like a fireworks display on a summer night in her home state of Oklahoma, the resort seemed grossly out of place in the wilderness. Tiffany parked her car and opened the door. The chimes dinged and clanged and a woman came out from behind the counter.
“Welcome to Jag’s Head.”
Tiffany shook the woman’s hand, and the woman greeted her none too warmly. Tiffany’s shoes made an eerie sound as the heels clicked on each step of the back stairway. This part of the resort was far from beautiful. It was barren and reminded Tiffany of an old hospital slated for demolition.
“You may unpack if you like. Your work day will begin tomorrow.”
“Today you will greet visitors. When a woman with hair the color of late autumn leaves and eyes a brilliant blue comes to us, invite her to join you in the special suite. Tell her how pretty she is and let her know that a handsome gentleman requests her company for the evening.”
“It is your job, my dear.”
Tiffany personally waited on the young woman whose name was Jessica, not allowing her the chance to get away. Mrs. Turnkey was too scary to risk going against her orders. She helped her with her bag and showed her to the room which Mrs. Turnkey had specified.
Jessica was so taken with the room that she did not hear the door close when Tiffany left. She unpacked her small bag and lay upon the bed. The dessert she had eaten had been much too filling, a rich strawberry and chocolate cream pie, and once the sugar rush had worn off Jessica fell asleep.
Moments later, Mrs. Turnkey opened the door and a man in his late forties walked into the room. “What do you think, Mr. Burris?”
The man’s eyes grew wide at the sight of the beautiful woman. “I think I hit the jackpot.” This was beyond his imagination. And she was his forever. The deal had been made and Jessica’s fate was sealed.
When morning came, Tiffany knocked on Jessica’s door to invite her to breakfast. After several knocks and no response, she pounded on the door, waking Mrs. Turnkey in the room adjacent.
In her robe, the old woman inquired innocently, “My dear, isn’t it a bit early for such ruckus?”
“Did Jessica leave already? It’s only seven.”
The old lady yawned. “Yes she did, dear. She said to tell you thank you for your kindness.” The woman went back into her room, closing and locking the door behind her, and smiling at Tiffany’s naivete.
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After Leah crashes her car into a tree, she remembers nothing of her past. The young physician in the emergency room has been waiting for a woman just like her…beautiful, young, but most importantly a woman to be the test subject for his latest invention. Convincing Leah to travel abroad and to a country where rules are easily bent, the physician’s plan goes well…at first.
They called him an aimless wanderer, but not all who wander are aimless. He was new to the city and new to Leah’s world. She had heard about him, his polite manner, his unassuming intelligence, his soothing way with those who sought his help. The minute she heard his voice she was drawn to him. Meeting him would be nearly impossible, or so it seemed. He was of a much higher social class than she. Lost in her daydream of the man she knew only from a black and white photograph, Leah swerved to miss a cat crossing the road and smashed her brand new car into a tree. She awoke in the emergency room of the hospital where she worked, not remembering a thing.
“Leah, you must remain calm. You were in an accident and you are not yet stable.”
She opened her eyes, desperately searching for answers in the eyes of the kind physician. “Who is Leah?”
“You are Leah.” He looked down and smoothed a finger across her wedding band, lifted her hand and kissed it gently. “And you are my wife.”
Leah held up her hand and stared at the shining band of gold. The nurse opened her mouth to speak out, but was quickly silenced by the doctor.
“Are you ready for our vacation?”
“Our second honeymoon?”
“That’s right, honey. You remembered.”
He left her side for only a few minutes, returning with a syringe in his hand. “Time for your medication.”
The cold feeling followed quickly by the usual drowsiness left Leah with no time to protest. While she slept, Leon packed their bags. They would need as much as he could pack for their very extended vacation. He tucked the passports as well as the one-way airplane tickets into his briefcase which had been especially designed with medical insignias so as not to raise suspicions, turned the numbers on the dial until it locked, and set it at the back door.
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