NEW RELEASE! Black Light: Exposed!
BLACK LIGHT: EXPOSED IS LIVE!
Time to say hello to your new book boyfriend! This incredibly sexy, BDSM-fueled romance will have Thomas Hathaway sweeping you off your feet to carry you into Black Light, the newest and hottest BDSM club in Washington, D.C. Kinky, hot, and dominant he’ll have you swooning as you plead with Maddie to come to her senses. But if you had to choose between your dreams and your heart – what would you do?
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All of the books are standalones, including mine, but I think the world gets even better if you read them all. The first two are by Livia Grant. Infamous Love is a prequel that explains how Jaxson/Chase/Emma get together, and Black Light: Rocked is the first book that starts on the opening night of the club, it follows a rockstar named Jonah and his love interest Samantha. :)
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Black Light: Exposed is here to tease you for #SatSpanks!
We’re back on #SatSpanks and I’m SO EXCITED because today I don’t just get to tease you… I get to deliver! ‘Black Light: Exposed’ is LIVE! This is Book 2 of the Black Light series and it is a deliriously hot BDSM romance, and you’re probably going to find your next book boyfriend in the incredibly kinky and dominant Thomas Hathaway. He’s gorgeous, he’s playful, he’s a bit of a sadist, and he’s likely the hottest congressman in the House… trust me, all of the ARC readers couldn’t stop drooling over him.
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In this snippet I wanted to let you lovelies see things from Thomas’ point of view. This is just after their first night at the club, and he’s back at work in his office, but there’s only one person on his mind this morning – Maddie O’Neill.
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“So, you’ve got that meeting with Congresswoman Taylor at 9:30, then the waterworks brunch at 10:00, which you will be late for,” Alan glanced up at him from his notepad, and Thomas just shrugged. “I was able to get Donna Mueller for noon, but I know that’s two –”
“I won’t eat at both, Alan, don’t worry.”
With a slight smirk, his assistant returned to his list, scratching something off with a pen. “Then you’re in committee meetings from 1:30 to 4:30, and there’s the cocktail reception for the Carrindi Foundation at 6:00.”
“Did I agree to go to that?”
“You told me to RSVP last month.”
“Are you sure?” Thomas groaned and took a long drink of his coffee. “I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have –”
“You said RSVP, and I did, and I got your tux cleaned on Friday for it, so you’re going.” Alan gave him a serious look, and then waved his hand to the side. “Honestly, if you didn’t want to go, why did you agree to it?”
“I probably did want to go then, but now I’m tired.”
“Too bad, you’re going. You already paid for a plate.” His assistant ticked off another thing on his list.
“Wait, I’m paying to go to this thing I don’t want to go to?”
“Yes.”
“You should go instead of me. Rub elbows, enjoy the drinks and the food. I already paid after all.” Flipping over his cell phone he checked again for a text, but the only person he’d received one from was his brother back in New York asking about their father’s birthday.
“If only I were three inches taller and had your shoulders.” Alan gave him a smart-ass smile, and Thomas raised his eyebrows at him. With a sigh, Alan dropped his hands to his sides. “You’re going, Congressman Hathaway.”
“First of all, you know to call me Thomas, and second of all, I seem to remember being your boss, and not the other way around?”
“Whatever makes you feel better. I snagged you some fruit and a bagel, whole wheat, low-fat cream cheese, it’s on your filing cabinet because there wasn’t a single inch of desk space visible.” Alan headed towards the door.
“Wait, I need dinner reservations for two on Wednesday night. Around eight. Somewhere nice, alright?”
His executive assistant froze in place and turned to face him. “Do I get to ask questions about this?”
“Not at all, Alan.”
There was blatant curiosity on the young man’s face, but after two and a half years of working together, Alan knew when he could push his luck, and when he couldn’t. “Alright, I’ll get you reservations, but your scary glare doesn’t work on me, remember? It’s why you keep me around.”
“Right. Thank you, Alan.” He couldn’t help but smile as his assistant shrugged and pulled his door closed behind him. Spinning around in his chair he found the little plate of food next to a stack of files that he really needed to sort through so he could find them again. If he asked Alan to do it, they’d be put in some kind of alphabetical order that he’d never be able to remember.
Stabbing a piece of pineapple with a fork he took a bite and continued through his email, making notes on where different people stood on various discussions happening on the hill. It was a few minutes after nine when he felt his iPhone vibrating on his desk.
Jaxson Davidson.
Again.
Thomas answered and tucked the phone against his cheek so he could continue working before his first meeting showed up at 9:30. “Good morning, Jaxson.”
“Avoiding my calls, or just pretending to be a busy, important politician, Thomas?”
“Being an asshole on purpose, or just for the usual reasons?” He smiled as he heard Jaxson’s heavy exhale on the other end of the line.
“You were at the club last night.” There was an odd note in the other man’s voice, and he could feel a headache coming on before their discussion even started.
“Yes, I was.”
“With a girl.”
“Why, yes, with a girl. I don’t bat for both teams, remember?” His chuckle died on his lips when the frustrated growl that Jaxson returned rumbled over the line.
“I remember, and I still don’t care, asshole. How exactly do you know this Madeline O’Neill girl?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because she gave my name to Daniel at the security desk in the locker room and said that I was the one to invite her.”
“Ah.” Thomas couldn’t help but smile. Maddie was a naughty girl, and she probably had no idea just how poor of a choice that was. If there was one thing Jaxson hated, it was someone dropping his name without permission.
Perhaps that could be their next corrective discussion.
“Ah? That’s all you have to say? This girl of yours shouldn’t be using my –”
“Stop.” He used the commanding tone automatically. “First of all, she’s not mine, I met her last night.”
“What the fu–”
“And second of all,” Thomas interrupted before Jaxson could go on a rant, “Maddie was just curious about the club. She’d heard about it from a friend and she showed up. Her choice of listing your name was bold, but I dealt with it.”
“You dealt with it? What the fuck, Thomas? We can’t just have a bunch of people wandering into Black Light! It’s supposed to be private, secure. That’s the entire fucking point.” The growl in his friend’s tone spoke of his frustration, but he just shrugged and replied to an email as he talked.
“Look, it’s not my fault someone talked to her about it, but I’m just glad I was the one to meet her, and the club needs more single subs anyway. You told me the lack of pick-up play would change, but it’s been over a month and Maddie is only the second one I’ve seen.”
There was a grumble on the other end of the line, and then the silence stretched. Not in a rush to continue the argument, Thomas used the time to finish his reply on the email and click send. He took a bite of his bagel as he waited for Jaxson to decide if he wanted to argue or crawl back into bed with his lovers. “Fine. So you dealt with it.”
“I punished her appropriately for trying to get into the club without an invitation, and potentially putting herself at risk by waltzing in with the first Dom to offer to pay for her guest pass.”
“Yeah, she could have done better.”
“Kindly go fuck yourself, Jaxson.”
“I don’t have to, remember? I’m well taken care of, and I’m more concerned about all of your pent up frustrations.” There was humor back in his friend’s voice, and Thomas knew the potential fight had been diffused, which was good for him – and good for Maddie. Jaxson was not an enemy she needed to make. “So, you said we needed more single subs. Is this Madeline O’Neill single?”
“I have a date with her on Wednesday night.”
“Is that a no?”
“It’s an I don’t know. Nothing is set in stone.” Thomas rolled his eyes at the question. She hadn’t even texted him back yet after all.
Maybe she’s backing out of the whole thing.
“Then if she shows back up at the club, I should tell Daniel to let her in? Let her test drive someone else? You did say we needed more single –”
“I’d prefer if she didn’t play with anyone else before Wednesday, but she’s an adult. She can do what she likes.” Hitting the enter key a little too hard on the email he was writing, he felt the tension in his shoulders as he imagined someone else with their hands on Maddie.
It had only been one play session, but she was spinning circles through his mind. Every moan, every whimper, every shift of her body playing on repeat. He wanted his hands on her again, wanted to make her come again, he wanted to do so many things with her. Dammit. His cock was getting hard just remembering her and that was the last thing he needed before a meeting.
You don’t have any right to feel possessive right now, rein it in.
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Oh, we all know that Thomas isn’t going to be able to rein it in for long. He’s got it bad for Maddie already, even if he doesn’t know it yet, but there’s still so much more to come in this incredibly hot book! >>> 1-click it now
While you’re waiting for this delicious book to download, I’ve got something much much darker on the horizon for all of you. If you’ve been following my bloghops you’ll remember the twisted take on Rapunzel I was pimping a while back, well THE DARK FOREST is now live for pre-order and it’s only $2.99 for all seven wicked stories. Grab it now before it goes up to $6.99 on 1/24!
One more thing, we’re actually running a Facebook contest right now leading up to the launch on January 24th and there’s a chance to win a $50 Amazon gift card! I wouldn’t be very nice if I didn’t share that with you too, so just CLICK HERE and enter to win!
Now that I’ve loaded your kindles full of all kinds of kinky fun, check out the other snippets on the blogs below!
Thankful Thursday
Wowza! It’s #ThankfulThursday again and if you haven’t been able to tell, things have been CRAZY! ‘Black Light: Exposed’ comes out this Saturday, and the pre-order for ‘The Dark Forest’ collection of erotic fairytales went live on the 10th and we have had such an amazing response to it! Just because of the pre-orders we’re already #1 in two categories. A bestseller before it’s even available? You know it’s going to be good. But on top of all that craziness I’ve been working to get ready for the exciting ‘Black Light: Valentine Roulette’ anthology coming just in time for Valentine’s Day! I haven’t been sleeping much, but who can sleep with this much work to do? Actually, I do know one thing that could get me into a bed at a decent hour….. this guy. Am I right, lovelies?
Maddie gets punished on #WIP Wednesday!
It’s time for #WIP again, even though I was too late to sign up! I’m still sharing snippets of ‘Black Light: Exposed’ which is actually the 2nd book in the Black Light series, but it can be read as a standalone. The first one by Livia Grant, ‘Black Light: Rocked’, came out in December so you can still dive into this kinky underground BDSM club before Exposed comes out on Saturday, January 14th!
‘Black Light: Exposed’ follows Madeline “Maddie” O’Neill, an aspiring reporter, who stumbles onto the story of a lifetime when she discovers the Black Light BDSM club hiding beneath popular Washington, D.C. hotspot Runway. Thomas Hathaway, a congressman, is there to play but he “rescues” her from security by buying her a guest pass before they kick her out. Let’s just say this BDSM romance has some fireworks in it, and Maddie will have some tough choices to make between her dreams and her heart before it’s over.
In this scene, Thomas has Maddie tied over a chair and he just finished spanking her. Enjoy this delicious, extended sneak peek of the book before it goes live on Saturday!
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Thomas slipped his hand between her thighs, cupping the evidence of her arousal as he applied the barest hint of pressure to her clit. The shock of it pulled the brake on her thoughts, shifting gears to the thrumming heat inside her, the pulse of desire that beckoned her ever closer to the darkness all around her. Maddie pushed her hips forward, seeking a little more, and she knew that the story wasn’t the only reason she was bent over this chair. No, she’d let him tie her down because some piece of her wanted this, wanted more than what she knew, and he seemed more than willing to give it to her. “Please, sir…”
“Please what?” he asked, his hand staying still against the damp fabric of her underwear as she rocked more urgently against his touch.
“Please touch me!” It was begging, something she would have never have imagined herself capable of, but her mind was spinning out of her control, and her nerves were a network of need that she knew instinctively Thomas Hathaway could satisfy.
“Oh, no. Not yet.” He pulled his hand away and she actually whined, twisting against the rope and shifting her weight from heel to heel in a miniature fit. The dark tone in his voice instantly quieted her, “You know the deal, Maddie. Naughty girls don’t get rewards, they get punished. Then, if they’re very, very good, they get a reward.”
The next swat from his hand was so loud it seemed to bounce back off the ceiling, and she tried her best to swallow the shout as the full outline of his hand burned to life atop the still aching skin.
“Are you going to be good and take your punishment for lying to me? For trying to get into Black Light without any kind of real invitation?” She could hear the slightly playful tone in his voice, but deep inside her guilt twisted like a knife. Thomas thought he was punishing her for just sneaking in because she wanted to play at the club, when the reality was so much worse.
Maddie nodded her head, the fiery red of her hair probably competing with the shame-filled crimson of her cheeks. At least he can’t see that. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. Remember your safe words.”
There was no warning except the barest whisper of leather cutting air, and then a line of molten fire landed across both cheeks of her ass. She screamed, digging her nails into her palms as the pain peaked and then faded into the burning heat. ‘Red’, danced on the tip of her tongue, some part of her brain desperately enacting a fight or flight instinct urging her to shout it, but instead she clenched her jaw tight. Another lash from the leather, either a belt or a strap like he’d said, and the pain was unlike anything she’d ever felt. Sharp, unforgiving for a moment, and then it would fade and she would suddenly gasp in air.
Again.
And again.
And again, and again, and again.
Somehow always on a new place, a little higher, or a little lower, and she would cry out, but she knew she deserved it. She quietly begged him to stop, but there was no sincerity to the words. She knew she deserved the pain that had her so tense she was scratching furrows into her palms with her nails. There was no way she’d speak the words he’d given her to really stop this.
She didn’t deserve them, didn’t need them.
It was an unvocalized apology for using him like she was. Using him to gain entrance to this place, using him to lie her way past all of their elaborate security, and using him to explore this new, dark place inside herself that was steadily tipping her from the agonizing pain into some kind of humming energy.
There were tears on her cheeks, capturing strands of her hair against her cheeks. Her breathing had been ragged at first, but it was calming, and as the next strike landed she felt the burning heat of it, the flash of pain, but it faded so quickly into the blur of sensation that she almost couldn’t track it.
Another crack of the leather, another distant sting, and Maddie was floating somewhere outside herself. Somewhere the guilt was but a tiny blip in the sea of her mind. It was glorious, and quiet, and so much simpler than the chaotic torrent her brain was on a daily basis.
This is incredible.
The first lash across the backs of her thighs, just below her ass, made her lift her head, a quiet yelp of pain, but then she was limp again. A soft, low sound escaping her lips, and she couldn’t imagine using a safe word any more. Why had she ever wanted to escape this? It was catharsis embodied. It was perfect.
She just needed it to continue, to keep going. To wait in this place where her body was a lightning storm of tingling energy, where her mind was hushed and guiltless and free.
Another snap that she heard rather than felt, and she was warm and glowing through and through.
“Such a good girl, you’re such a good girl, Maddie…” Thomas’ voice filtered its way back into her awareness, and then she felt his hand between her thighs again. Rubbing, pressing the soaked fabric of her lacy underwear between her folds as he found her clit and focused his attention in delirious circles that had her hands twisting in the ropes again.
“Oh, God,” she whispered on a moan, arching her back to lift her head and push back more firmly against his touch. Her head was swimming, so close to some kind of glorious, sparkling horizon, as the tense pleasure built and built. Every touch was expert, and when his other hand landed in the small of her back, pressing her down, she reveled in it. In his strength, the wicked rhythm his fingers maintained on the focal point of her body, and the constant assurances he voiced from behind her.
“That’s it. You did so well, come for me, beautiful. Go on, let go and come for me. You did so well, you’re such a good girl…” His sweet lies pushed her to the very edge, the pleasure building until it was an almost agonizing boundary that she teetered over, her body tense to the point of pain – and then she fell.
White light burst behind her eyes, and she called out something incomprehensible as she came against his hand, every thought obliterated once more for a blissful moment of nothingness where she drifted in warm, golden perfection.
Bliss.
This was what that word meant. Languid, pure, unfettered by the bounds of reality.
Thomas’ touch left her a moment later and she felt lost for a second, confused, until she felt his deft, talented fingers at the rope near her hands. He released her and then his arms were under her, lifting her like she weighed nothing before he spun them and settled her in his lap in the chair. His strong arms wrapped around her, holding her firmly until she melted against his firm chest. Cool cloth brushed over her skin and she opened her eyes to see that he’d covered her with his suit jacket, the silk lining set against her. “Shhh, Maddie. Relax. That was… incredible.”
She mumbled something in agreement as he adjusted her in his lap and pulled her closer, letting her heels drape over the side of the chair.
“You are so beautiful,” his voice purred against her hair and she let herself just be. All of the pieces of herself, the parts that were usually in such a frenzy reminding her of her never ending to-do list, her failures, her mistakes – they were all hushed and calm. Sated beasts sleeping in the corners of her mind.
For a few minutes she wasn’t the disappointment she always saw herself as, she was just Maddie. Just a languid set of muscles, and bone, and still tingling nerves wrapped in his warmth.
If only the world would really fall away.
Awareness returned slowly, first with the steady brush of his thumb up and down her arm, the gentle touch of his hand near her knee where he held her in his lap. Then the strong, pounding beat of his heart under her cheek. Even and powerful. When she went to shift she felt the other strong thing nudging her… Thomas Hathaway was still hard as a rock under her ass.
Twisting in his arms, he relaxed his grip a little so she could move, but as soon as she reached between them to brush the steel of his cock through his pants he moved his arm from under her legs and caught her hand. “Just rest, Maddie.”
“But you’re –”
“Fine. I’m just fine, I want you to relax. That was intense, and I’m not sure I’ve ever had a sub drop into subspace so quickly from a belt.” He laughed and it was a warm, shaking feeling since she was propped against his chest. “You kind of surprised me.”
“Subspace?” she asked, still a little dazed.
He leaned forward to look at her, his hazel eyes shadowed with concern. “Has no one ever put you in subspace before?”
The blush that fired to life in her cheeks seemed to answer for her. “Thomas, I –”
“Oh, Maddie… that’s…” He sighed. “It’s terrible that no one’s taken care of you. You deserve so much more.” His interruption cut off her confession, and she bit down on her lip. He was too good. Too good to have stumbled into her twisted plans. “Masochists don’t always get treated well, but you deserve that. You know that, right? You deserve to be treated well?”
Her brows pulled together, because that was a word she definitely knew. Masochists were people who liked pain, but that wasn’t her. She wasn’t messed up like that… right?
“Madeline.” His use of her full name made her look up into his gaze, shifting in his lap until they were almost eye-to-eye. “Just because you enjoy this, doesn’t mean you don’t matter. People can’t just take advantage of you, and you can’t let them. Okay?”
“Okay.” She nodded, still unsteadied by everything that had happened, and then she cursed herself silently. “I mean, yes sir.”
Thomas chuckled. “Play is over, beautiful. You can just call me Thomas.”
“Alright, Thomas.” Maddie went to get off his lap, but he tugged her back.
“You don’t have to get up, I’m enjoying holding you. Aftercare is one of my favorite parts of play.” He leaned his cheek against her hair, hugging her against him once more. “Has no one done this for you either?”
“No,” she confessed, but when he sighed and held her a little closer she flinched. Aftercare? She didn’t even know what the fuck that was. No one had ever done any of this, any of it, because she was pretending to be someone she wasn’t – or she was discovering something she was for the first time – or she’d lied so thoroughly the whole damn night she couldn’t tell anymore – but regardless, she didn’t deserve this kindness. This warmth, this generosity. Not from someone like him.
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Ohhhh, lovelies, I’m so happy to have this be the last snippet before the book goes live. I’ll still be giving you little tastes over the next few blog hops, but this defines Thomas and Maddie’s budding relationship. She’s working on the article, he’s working on protecting and learning about the new sub he’s found – and neither of them really know what the hell is going on. This is a book I’m so proud of, and I really can’t wait for you all to read it. The ARC readers have loved it! Check out the cover reveal if you haven’t yet, and then make sure you’re watching social media for the go-live announcement on Saturday!
A few exciting announcements… after ‘Black Light: Exposed’ comes out on January 14th, ‘The Dark Forest’ anthology of dark and twisted fairy tales will come out on January 24th. It’s already live for pre-order, and there’s a contest to win a $50 gift card over here. Go ahead and pre-order that naughtiness (that I was teasing before Exposed, it’s my dark and intense version of Rapunzel called ‘The Tower’), and enter the contest too! THEN – just because I’m completely insane – I’ll be releasing a story in the ‘Black Light: Valentine Roulette’ anthology, which will be out on 2/9. That story is also complete now, and I’ll be posting little snippets of it soon. As you can tell, I’ve been very busy, but I do hope you lovelies will enjoy everything. It’s been a lot of work, but I love this.
In the mean time, check out these other bloggers below (who responsibly signed up for WIP in time!).
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Teaser Tuesday! ‘Maddox’ by Alta Hensley & Maggie Ryan!
I already adore Alta and Maggie, but having them pair up for some kink-filled new trilogy has to be a belated Christmas present. And trust me, I’m not the only one freaking out. Check out this quote from USA Today Bestselling Tabitha Black, “Maddox is such a delicious combination of alpha male and protector that you won’t be able to stop yourself from falling for him.” Yum, right? Check out this teaser below and then 1-click away!
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Maddox (The Black Stallion Trilogy Book 1)
USA Today Bestselling Authors Maggie Ryan and Alta Hensley join forces to bring you the first novel in this action-packed, romantic suspense trilogy full of bad boys and the women who love them.
Power… danger… desire
Maddox Steele, along with his two brothers and father, lives by one code: Help all in need. Even if it means saving those who walk among the most sinister criminals in the world. Known as The Black Stallions, their mission is simple – provide rescue and safety to the underground.
Adira Nazar has no idea her entire life is about to explode into a million pieces. With her life in extreme danger, her only choice is to hand over complete trust to a dark and mysterious man she has never met before… Maddox Steele.
Just another job…
Someone to protect like all the others…
But when Maddox sets eyes on Adira, all bets are off. She is his save, and he’s determined to make sure that nothing happens to this exotic beauty trapped in a ruthless world.
Tucked away at The Black Stallion Ranch, and with the few clues they have, can the Steeles put together the pieces in time to save her, or will they lose Adira to the clutches of darkness?
Publisher’s Note: This book contains graphic sex and BDSM elements.
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Teaser
The way she said “Sir” with a definite tone of respect was so different than how she’d said it those first couple of times when she was simply parroting his demanding she use the word. Now her respectful tone suggested she was truly bestowing the title of “Sir” to him and though the word were wonderful to hear, it was the look in her eyes, the way she arched to him, the feel of her hand dropping to his cock that had him pressing her down into the mattress. His lips sucked in a nipple, his tongue stroking across the puckered point, giving it a nip before moving to her other breast. She arched beneath him. His palm was splayed on her abdomen and with her movement, he looked down. The glimmer in her navel had him bending to run the tip of his tongue around her belly button. He’d caught a glimpse of the diamond stud in the hollow of her navel before, both on the boat that first night as well as when she’d laid splayed on her bed earlier that night. But, now, with her beneath him, he gave it a much closer look and admitted it was sexy as hell.
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Trust me, the way people are reacting to this book, I can’t WAIT to get a spare night to read it. Intense and hot, right? I think it’s time to 1-click this baby and sink your nails into Maddox!
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Music Monday – The Devil Within
It’s #MusicMonday again and I’ve got “The Devil Within” from Digital Daggers for you, and I can already tell you, lovelies, that you’re going to love this song from the first verse. Just wicked and intense from the beginning, and she has the sweetest voice as she says all these creepy, fucked up things. I LOVE IT. Of course, cause I’m twisted like that. But really, scroll down and hit play, and listen to this!
Favorite Lyrics
I will keep quiet,
you won’t even know I’m here.
You won’t suspect a thing,
you won’t see me in the mirror.
But I crept into your heart,
you can’t make me disappear,
til I make you.
I made myself at home
in the cobwebs and the lies,
I’m learning all your tricks,
I can hurt you from inside.
I made myself a promise
you would never see me cry,
til I make you.
You’ll never know what hit you!
Won’t see me closing in!
I’m gonna make you suffer.
This hell you put me in,
I’m underneath your skin.
The devil within…
You’ll never know what hit you.
I will be here
when you think you’re all alone.
Seeping through the cracks,
I’m the poison in your bones.
My love is your disease,
I won’t let it set you free,
til I break you.
‘The Devil Within’ by Digital Daggers
Ask Me Anything: What kind of relationship do you have with your Dom?
It’s Sunday, and that means Ask Me Anything day! This week I was talking to my friend Measha Stone (a fabulous author, check out her website) and she challenged me to discuss my relationship with my Dom, because we’re a little … different. Curious what the #AskMeAnything is? Check out the official AMA page on my site over here.
Q: What kind of relationship do you have with your Dom?
A: Ahhh, this question. I’ve had a lot of conversations with friends about the unique relationship I have with my Dom, and when Measha suggested I talk about in on Ask Me Anything, I figured that it would be a perfect thing to cover this weekend, especially following my “Being Type-A and Submissive” AMA from last week.
My Dom and I are both very driven people, very Type-A perfectionists, and so I’m lucky that he understands that side of me and my drive to do everything at 100mph without stopping to breathe (usually until I have some kind of mini-breakdown, and then he’s there to pick up the pieces and remind me I’m not a horrible trainwreck of a failure). In short, if you don’t want to read this whole thing: he’s there for me, and I’m there for him, and we have a lot of kinky fun sex.
But what’s so different about your relationship?
Well, the big reveal here is that we are not monogamous. I was married a few years ago and one of the things that broke it down was that my ex decided that he was no longer okay with me playing with other people, specifically women. I’m bisexual and I was always upfront that if I married him, I wouldn’t be okay never touching a woman again. He was fine with that … for a few years, and then he changed his mind. About the same time he changed his mind on kink, and having fun, and ever doing anything. Can you see why I got divorced?
Anyway the result of having to go through a divorce made one thing very clear to me. A) I’ll never get married again, because it was a nightmare to get out of, and B) I’d never be monogamous again. I know that it’s just not something I can do, and so now I’m extremely up front about it, and clear that I won’t change my mind on it. Just like I’m clear that I’m a submissive and a masochist/painslut and so if that stops, I won’t be sticking around either. When I first met my Dom he was attracted to my intelligence and my masochism (his words) because he’s a sadist, and a definite alpha-Dom, and he likes to play hard – which not everyone can handle. So, we saw each other for a while unofficially, and we were both seeing other people, and then because I got busy and life got in the way, there was a period of several months where I only saw him / played with him / fucked him. This led to a delightful misunderstanding that I had decided to be monogamous, which I shattered when I told him I wanted to play with someone we had met at the club.
Yikes – what happened?
We talked about it. (See? I practice what I preach!) Yep, we talked and talked and talked in our strange hyper-logical, unemotional way. He admitted to struggling with the idea of me being “his” but also playing with other people. And the challenging thing to explain to people who don’t have an open relationship is that my Dom is my primary, and if he really objected to someone – then I wouldn’t play with them. We talk whenever I want to go play with someone, but I don’t have to ask permission… it’s more that I ask if he’s okay with me playing on that particular night, and if he has any knowledge from our community about the potential play partner. Now, the first night I played after “the talk” was with that Dom I mentioned before, and it was difficult. He worried about me the whole night, because this guy was a very clear sadist and he’d met him so he knew it, and then he got angry (not at me, just in general) with the idea of someone else touching me, and told me he spent about four hours at the heavy bag in his garage letting out that aggression. But you know what happened next? We talked again. And again. And again. And I explained that feeling boxed in, trapped, would make me run faster than anything else. He said that he wanted me exactly as I was and he just needed to realign his Dom brain to encompass the idea that I would be with other people than just him.
So my Dom read books. A lot of books. Because that’s what he does when he struggles with something, and he now has a small library on open relationships, polyamory (which we are not), and swinging. Then, he started to play with others again, and to be honest he plays with others way more frequently than I do because he has the time, and that has made a huge difference over the 2 years we’ve been together. He “gets it” now, and we’re solid. Great. Fantastic.
You said you have an ‘open relationship’ but isn’t that the same thing as polyamory?
Nope. An open relationship literally means that neither side is expected to be monogamous, but we treat each other as the core relationship and everything else is just fun. Polyamory is exactly what the word means ‘many loves’ – and I’d have to be “in love” with my Dom to even broach that… which is a whole separate issue that I will do my best to explain before you all panic. I’m a very caring person, I adore my friends, I am protective and loyal and will go out of my way to help someone “in my circle”, but I don’t fall in love. Just the idea of my Dom saying “I love you” makes me feel like I’m bordering on a panic attack, because I know I can’t return it. This is yet another complicated thing that I suck at explaining, but the gist of it is that I don’t connect on that level. I just can’t, and I’m sure it’s because of a lot of crap that happened when I was a kid, but at the end of the day, I need someone in my life who is okay with me never saying the magical “L” word, because I’m not going to mean it if I do.
So, what DO you say to each other?
His favorite line when we’re in a serious / borderline emotional (which neither of us are) conversation is: “You are very important to me.” And I know that is true. He puts me first, he would do anything in his power for me, and he cares about my health, wellness, and happiness. He is important to me as well. We talk on the phone every single night (unless it’s impossible) and I have told him that I care about him, because I do. But, unlike the fabulous things I read and write in our genre, we’re not a love story. We’re not even romantic. We’re kinky as fuck, we are great in bed together, and he likes to hurt me until I’m crying and coming like the twisted little masochist/painslut I am because it gets him off too. In short? We’re perfect for each other.
And for all the complications I’ve talked about in who I am, and who we are – our relationship is actually pretty uncomplicated. We are loyal to each other, and we are each other’s primary relationship – and any other play/sex/fun is secondary, peripheral to what we have together which encompasses great conversations, good company, and a shared taste in dark humor. He can play with anyone he wants, and I can play with anyone I want. When I’m in his house I serve, I obey (and I often do in other situations as well). More importantly, I am always his, because I’ve agreed to be. He’s my Dom, my Master in our own version of the kink (I got pierced last year as a version of a collar, 4 rings in my labia).
And this is what BDSM is all about.
It’s about finding out what works for you, what YOU need, and then seeking it out. It’s about talking through your needs and seeing if your partner can meet you there. It’s about give and take (although he gives so much more than I do in my opinion, but he would argue that point). And it’s about respecting the major rule in the community, that play should be safe, sane, and consensual, but all of the other rules can bend. In fact, there are a lot of OPINIONS in BDSM, but there are no hard and fast rules when it comes to how you label yourself or what you do. Kink comes in a billion different flavors, and you pick and choose what works for you and your partner. It’s what makes it so fucking amazing.
So, are we odd? Yes. Are we fantastic together? Absolutely yes. Do we have mindblowing sessions and incredible sex and still sometimes go out to dinner and talk for hours about a million things? Fuck yes.
I always say how lucky I am to have found him, and because he’s insane enough to like me he says that he’s lucky too.
And really, I have to agree with both of us.
PS – I hope you enjoyed this peek into my relationship, and I hope it doesn’t change your opinion of me too much! Remember to send me your own Ask Me Anything and maybe next time I’ll answer your question! Hope 2017 is going well for you so far! <3
Cover Reveal: ‘Black Light: Exposed’!!
Thomas spanks some answers from Maddie on #SatSpanks!
Hello, #SatSpanks lovers! I’m still sharing snippets of ‘Black Light: Exposed’ which is actually the 2nd book in the Black Light series, but it can be read as a standalone. The first one by Livia Grant, ‘Black Light: Rocked’, came out in December so you can still dive into this kinky underground BDSM club without having to wait until January 14th!
‘Black Light: Exposed’ follows Madeline “Maddie” O’Neill, an aspiring reporter, who stumbles onto the story of a lifetime when she discovers the Black Light BDSM club hiding beneath popular Washington, D.C. hotspot Runway. Thomas Hathaway, a congressman, is there to play and he “rescues” her from security by buying her a guest pass before they kick her out. Let’s just say this BDSM romance has some fireworks in it, and Maddie will have some tough choices to make between her dreams and her heart before it’s over.
In this scene, Thomas has just tied Maddie over a chair and he’s getting ready to spank her. But now that he’s got her tied down, he wants some answers from our naughty little undercover reporter…
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“I’ve got some questions for you, Maddie.” He stood, withdrawing his touch as he walked around the chair to where she couldn’t see him.
“Questions?” she asked. Wasn’t she supposed to be asking the questions?
“Yes.” Thomas’ voice was a low rumble behind her, and then the sharp sting of a spank landed on her ass. It shocked her more than it hurt, but she still gasped loudly and pulled against the rope. “Keep your heels on the floor, beautiful, and listen to me.”
“Okay.” She nodded and then another swat landed, a little harder. “I mean, yes, sir!”
“That’s a good girl.” He had a smile in his voice. “Let’s get you warmed up.” He began to spank her, sharp stings followed by warm heat that bloomed over her skin. Never truly painful, but always a shock that made her push up onto her toes before she forced her heels to press back into the carpet.
The three-inch lift from her shoes seemed to have her ass at the perfect height for him to pepper every inch of her skin, and he did. Starting out slow, with a breath or two between each smack, but then they grew faster. More intense, until the stings started to overlay one another and she knew she was squirming, tugging against the rope that slid like silk across her wrists without giving an inch. Murmuring incoherent pleas that she bit down on, because she knew he was being gentle, that the teasing burn he was building was nothing more than that – a tease.
Because she’d had spanks like this before, and she wanted to know what came next.
“There.” He stopped, running his hand over the warm skin of her ass, and she could feel the low heat in it as he squeezed. “So beautiful… all pink and ready to play. Are you ready, Maddie?”
The bravery came from some dark, hungry place inside her, but she nodded and pushed her voice to give more than a whisper. “Yes, sir.”
“Alright, now tell me the truth. Were you invited here tonight?”
“Yes, sir.” A hard spank landed on her right cheek, and she cried out as the shock made her gasp. “What the –”
“Want to try that again? Remember, honesty is important.” His hand brushed over the place he’d just struck, and she shivered. “Were you invited here tonight, Maddie?”
“Yes, sir.” She lied again, and this time the swat to her other cheek was even sharper. It was a burst of fiery sting that made her bounce her hips trying to settle it, and if her hands hadn’t been bound she would have reached back to soothe the skin.
Thomas leaned over her back, the brush of his shirt across her ribs making her shiver. “See, I don’t think that’s true, beautiful. It’s in the rules that any member bringing a guest has to be present. So, either your friend broke the rules and didn’t meet you, or you heard about this place from someone who should not have been talking about it and you tried to come in on your own.” He pressed an all-too-gentle kiss to her ribs, and she drew in a shuddering breath as her nerves ramped up. “And I sincerely doubt that anyone would invite you and then not be here to play with someone so impeccably beautiful. So… which is it?”
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Maddie?” His voice had that edge in it again, that chastising tone that made her want to apologize for things she couldn’t possibly admit.
“You’re right, I, um, I heard about it, but I can’t tell you their name. It’s my fault, not theirs… sir.” Another lie, but this was one she hoped he’d believe.
“So, you planned to just come in here and… what? Offer yourself to the first Dom that wanted to play?” He delivered a hard spank to the place where her ass met her thighs and it hurt even more, forcing her up onto her toes before she dropped her heels again.
She nodded, agreeing to the lie. “Yes! Yes, sir. I just wanted to see it.”
Thomas laughed low, standing up behind her. Another hard swat, but she gritted her teeth to stifle the whine. “You’ve been a very naughty girl, Maddie… and while I’m very glad I was the one to find you, I don’t like it when subs lie to me, and I like it even less when they put themselves at risk. Anyone could have offered to let you in.”
“I’m sorry, sir.” Not a lie. Guilt surged inside her, and she felt bad for continuing to lie, but there was no way out now. She was in, she’d already seen one senator embroiled in this devious little underground sex club, and where there was one – there had to be more. A whole new, exciting layer to the Jaxson Davidson scandal.
It had front page written all over it.
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I think Maddie might be getting more than she bargained for when she agreed to play with Thomas, but as she dives into the kinkier side of life this reporter is going to get a hell of a lot more than a story. The book should be LIVE this time next week, so don’t miss it! In the mean time, check out these other authors below!
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