I've been kind of bad about getting writing done lately, but I'm getting back into it. I was on a major reading kick for a bit - which is not a bad thing since reading always gives me new ideas for writing, but it does mean I haven't been getting as much of my own writing done. However, I'm still right on track for releasing On His Knees on July 15 (yay!) and I'm about halfway through the second to last chapter of Taken by the Wolf (also yay!).
Now, on to the giveaway - YellowSilkDreams who does my paperbacks and also makes a couple of my books available on other sites, is giving away a free book of your choice from their collection in return for the ability to let you know when they have a new book coming out. It's a pretty good deal =) so you should check that out here.
And now for the tease... which, of course, is going to be for On His Knees, to get you back in the mood for Hilary and Liam!
Liam propelled Hilary through the door and into the club, away
from Lexie. She knew that the guys were all relieved about not having to
watch over Lexie now that she was stuck behind the front desk for a while.
It meant they could relax. Andrew was behind the bar as usual,
wearing matching leather pants and a vest, chatting with Adam and Angel.
Olivia was over in the Lounge area, talking to two different subs, both
of whom were vying for her attention. Most likely Patrick was still back
in his office; Hilary knew that Jessica and her guys weren't coming tonight,
and Rick hadn't shown up since the debacle following Maria's Introduction scene.
Hilary really hoped the two of them worked that out; she liked Maria a
lot. All the Stronghold girls had.
"Hey honey-girl, come back to me," Liam said softly,
just loud enough to be heard over the music, as his arm wrapped around her hip,
pulling her against him. She looked up at his boyishly handsome face, the
barely restrained sexual hunger clear in his silvery eyes. "You're a
million miles away."
"Sorry," she said, feeling rather breathless now that
she was focusing on her wonderfully dominant boyfriend again. Usually
just walking into the club had that effect on her, because they usually played
while they were here, using the fantasy rooms to help them enact all sorts of
role-play scenarios. They could do some at home too, but she had to
admit, the rooms here really helped set the scene. "Just thinking
about Rick and Maria."
"Mmm... I see. I guess I'll have to work to get you
thinking about me," he said teasingly, steering her towards Angel and
Adam's seats at the bar.
Hilary smiled up at him. "I guess you will."
Laughing, Liam turned away to greet their friends, but his hand
remained on Hilary's hip, just above the flare of her skirt. She saw
several other submissives checking out her outfit and knew that Angel would
probably have more new customers by the end of tonight. Ever since
joining Stronghold, Angel's Etsy shop had really taken off; she was swamped
with orders, although she always took time to do custom designs for her
friends. She called them her guinea pigs.
Surprisingly, Angel wasn't wearing one of her own outfits.
She was dressed as a school girl, with a very short pleated skirt and a
white button down top that had been tied just under her breasts, exposing her
midriff, and her hair was done up in a simple pony-tail.
"You look cute," Hilary said, letting her curiosity fill
her voice. Angel rolled her eyes, giggling a little bit.
"Thanks."
"She does, doesn't she?" Adam said, his voice
filled with smug satisfaction as Angel made a face. He was wearing his
regular clothes, dress pants and a button down shirt, although it was
unbuttoned and the sleeves were rolled up as a concession to the summer heat
outside. Even though Angel really did look adorable, Hilary suddenly
realized that the outfit was some kind of punishment for something.
"She's a very good little school girl. We've been having
lessons in behavior, ever since she helped Lexie with that glitter prank."
Oh, oh, oh! Hilary immediately wondered why Angel hadn't
mentioned this. The pretty half-Asian didn't blush easily, not like
Hilary, but her cheeks were starting to turn red. Obviously whatever Adam
had been doing to her as punishment for her part in that stunt, she found it
embarrassing enough that she hadn't clued in any of her friends about it.
"Angel's going to be writing lines in the schoolroom
today," Adam continued, stroking his girlfriend's back while he looked
down at her. "What are you writing, Angel?"
For a moment, Angel just glared up at him, her jaw tense.
Adam raised his eyebrow at her and then reached to her front and pinched
her nipple, hard enough to make her yelp. Liam's arm around Hilary
tightened, his hands splaying across her stomach as if he was thinking about
doing something similar and she felt her own body respond; her insides warming
as her nipples hardened slightly. Even though Adam took things farther
with Angel than she would ever want to go, she couldn't help but occasionally
get aroused watching them. It had been really weird at first, to see her
friends in sexual situations, but somehow over the months she'd gotten used
enough to it to be turned on by it.
Angel muttered something under her breath and then looked up at
Hilary, not quite meeting her eyes. "I am a naughty girl who
deserves a spanking. I will learn not to disrespect the Doms."
"Louder, sweetheart," Adam said, his eyes glinting as he
caressed Angel's breast in warning. Her nipple was already pressing
against the fabric of her shirt, as if asking for more.
"I am a naughty girl who deserves a spanking. I will
learn not to disrespect the Doms," Angel said more loudly, back to glaring
at her own Dom as she said it. Laughter rang out around them at her
words, which had been loud enough that everyone within a ten foot radius had
been able to hear. Angel's face heated to an even deeper red.
Hilary was impressed; Angel would hate writing lines and she would hate
having to repeat that phrase publicly even more. But she loved spankings.
So Adam was combining funishment with real punishment, and probably
enjoying himself entirely too much along the way.
"She's such a good little schoolgirl," Adam said, his
hand sliding back up so that he could tug on her ponytail, tipping her head
back. Angel's eyes glazed slightly in response as he tugged on her hair,
but she still looked kind of pissed.
"Real school girls don't have to write lines with a plug in
their ass while they're being spanked," she snapped back at him.
Adam leaned into her, bringing his mouth near her ear, but Hilary
could still hear what he said. "But sweetheart, that's the part of
the punishment that you like."
The low, almost threatening
tone of voice he used made both Hilary and Angel shiver. Beside her, Liam
chuckled a little; he was always amused
by Hilary's fascination with watching the dynamics between other couples.
Sometimes it turned her on, sometimes it didn't, but it always interested
her. At first she'd been embarrassed by her voyeuristic tendencies.
Now she embraced them. Liam's hand had started caressing up and
down her stomach, tracing a line from just underneath her breast, down to her
hips and then back up again. Heat was gathering in the center of her
body, making her skin tingle and feel more sensitive.