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by Jaye Peaches


  Gemma turned over to face Jason. His expression was attentive and thoughtful. He ran a finger down her cheek.

  “Building an atelier?”

  “Yes. That was part of my plan. But I think I need to go beyond a hobby. I want more.” She bit her lip.

  She had a plan in her head. Unknown to Jason, when he had been demanding of her on holiday, when he caused her pain or used her beyond her capacity to respond with her own pleasure, she took refuge in her plans. While he spanked her hard on their last night on the yacht, she had a vision in her head. A better place to be and far more fulfilling than where she would be on Monday morning.

  “I was thinking, instead of trying to find an art gallery to exhibit my work, I should open my own. Not just for my stuff, but for other budding artists, too. Maybe approach the universities and colleges, the art faculties, and set up a foundation. Provide grants for the younger talent out there. I could help foster them by making use of the money you have gifted me. What do you think?” She held her breath.

  “I think it is an excellent idea, Gem. Why wouldn’t I? If it makes you happier, then why would I not be supportive?” He smiled and it was all it took to rekindle a heart-melting buzz inside.

  “Oh, thank you!”

  Suddenly, her despondent mood lifted. “It wouldn’t make much money-”

  “Gem. I never expected you to make money for me. That’s what I do. You give back to me in other ways. You know this. What do you want to do next?”

  She needed his support to help her realise her dreams—her husband, the planner.

  Sitting up, she tapped a finger on her leg, listing everything flying in and out of her head. “Concentrate on the atelier. The designing and construction of it. I need to build my portfolio, practise and get all of these images out of my head and into a tangible form. The gallery is going to need researching. Those fancy boutique galleries in New York have given me food for thought.”

  Jason leaned back on the headboard. “This company that Daniel is in discussions with, is it New York based?”

  She shook her head. “Connecticut.”

  “Not far away. Why not go with Daniel? Be supportive of him—you owe him the courtesy, if he respects you. Make the most of the trip and see some more galleries in New York. Ask their advice. They’re not going to see you as a competitor all the way over here.”

  “Yes, Yes!”

  A surge of adrenaline coursed through her. She bounced out of her drop, springing back into a joyous state. Jason took charge in his own subtle way—pushing her, guiding her.

  He continued. “In fact, I have to go to my New York headquarters next week. Why not treat Daniel to a flight on my private jet?”

  Her eyes widened. “You would do that?” She had never asked Jason to use his status as CEO to further her own career. She preferred he kept his wealth, and influence, distinct from her own working life.

  He smirked. “I suppose there are spare seats—”

  Her mouth landed on his. She couldn’t stop herself. The need to be close to him, loving him, reigned supreme.

  His cock jerked under her and she remembered her act of neglect. Creeping down his torso, she shuffled back into position. She began with a long lick, from soft balls up the veined shaft and into his little slit. Immediately, his erection returned, springing up by her face. She slid her tongue down, coiling around his velvety cock, like a serpent about the trunk of tree. He emitted a groan, a delightful accompaniment. Opening her mouth wider, she enveloped him, consumed his smooth head and trapped him between her moist lips.

  Bobbing up and down, she languished, devouring him sedately with gentle sucks.

  A hand scooped up her hair, twizzling the locks until bunched in his fist. She felt the tell-tale sting in the scalp. Then two hands grasped at her hair, creating handles. As she drew in a lungful of air, he pulled her down into his groin, forcing her mouth to open wider and his cock deeper. Held down, she spluttered, trying to relax her throat. She attempted to lift her head back up—a painful tug on her scalp prevented her.

  She gripped the sheet beneath her. Taut skin stretched over her knuckles as she held her breath. His hands went, their weight gone in an instant. Gasping loudly, she tossed back her head, letting her hair topple about her shoulders. Heaving, she looked straight ahead at her husband. He sat, slightly reclined, his hands tucked behind his head, interlocked, his eyes closed, long eyelashes flickering fractionally.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Don’t stop, or I might give you another helping hand.”

  She didn’t mind his quip. Curling a lock of hair behind her ear, she slowly bent over him. His glistening cock, smeared with her saliva, beckoned. Grinning, she licked the bulbous end with the tip of her tongue.

  “Gemma!” His lids remained closed, but his voice lifted at the end of her name. “Don’t tease.”

  On the second occasion, she considered her blow-job perfect. He made an exclamation, which was delightful to hear, as he came deep in her eager throat.. He then reciprocated with his mouth on her sex. Treating her to all his own oral skills with nips, sucks, and a darting tongue in her pussy. His dalliances triggered a stupendous orgasm that had been waiting to happen since their return. She arched her back and curled her toes until they cramped.

  A tear slipped down the side of her temple.

  “Why the tear?” he asked gently, wiping it away.

  “I’m so happy.” Ecstatic. Every nerve ending seemed to be alight with electricity.

  “Good.”

  She noted he had a slightly wicked smile on his face.

  “Because,” he continued, “if we had been in play this morning, the day would have begun so differently. Your first blow-job warranted a good spanking for lack of attention and failing to provide me with pleasure. It goes to show that having a subdrop is important sometimes. Don’t you think?”

  She stared at him in amazement—such an insightful man, or maybe she just wore her emotions blatantly on her sleeve. He may not have known the contents of her e-mails, but he knew she would come crashing down to earth that weekend. This time, unlike after their New York vacation, he had been prepared. She couldn’t fault his own learning style. He had remembered and had been waiting for her to open up to him.

  >>> to be continued.

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  Includes bonus stories about key characters.

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  Trust Me to Know You

  (Trust Me #1)

  What happens when a kink loving young woman has to come to terms with a traumatic episode in her life? Does she give up her past? Can she trust again?

  He lives a secret lifestyle, but even with wealth and power, he cannot find companionship to meet his needs. He seeks a woman, with whom to have an enduring relationship and yet, it has to have something special, perhaps challenging, to entice him.

  Gemma Marshall, a young woman with a secret past, resigns from a good job to work as an intern for J.D.Lucas Ltd in the heart of the City of London. Within weeks, she is seduced by the company boss Jason Lucas.

  A whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion leads to revelations from both of them. Her terrifying nightmares are re-awakened by him and his need to dominate her. Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover comes to seek retribution from her.

  Can Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the bedroom? Will she find love at last or turn her back on her natural impulses?

  Trust Me to Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey together and it is the first volume of their story. Both characters are sexy, know what they want in life and how to have pleasure in their sex lives. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom there are the erotic scenes of kink, the trappings of BDSM and it can be int
oxicating - and dangerous.

  ***

  Trust Me to Own You

  (Trust Me #2)

  Married to millionaire Jason Lucas, Gemma has to learn to be a dutiful wife. A grand garden party looms and Gemma is tasked with organising it. She must also deal with problematic domestic issues and her husband is not pleased with her efforts. At the weekends, sinking to her knees before Jason, Gemma finds relief as his submissive lover.

  However, she is still haunted by her traumatic past and struggles to be what he desires. In a moment of foolishness, Gemma makes an error of judgement. An act she comes to regret and she must face the consequences.

  Jason married for love, but will he be able to foster romantic graces for his wife? His passion to be her Dominant remains strong. Determined to prevent his wife from succumbing to further traumas and to aid her recovery, he has an idea: take her abroad to New York and asks her to submit to a week of escapism involving 24/7 domination and submission, bondage and kinky sex. Will she agree to trust him and will she survive his style of domination for the duration?

  Most importantly - will their love survive?

  ***

  Trust Me to Keep You

  (Trust Me #3)

  Gemma Lucas, while continuing to explore her submission to Jason Lucas, deals with ignorant relatives and unsavoury harassers. His love means unceasingly shaping her life through domination and kinky sex. Their lives are intertwined, but will family revelations rip them apart? The dynamics of domination and submission, which defines their secret relationship, are about to be put to the test.

  With each passing month, the couple find new ways to explore their love for each other and Jason takes increasing control of his wife’s life. Jason’s methods are experienced first-hand by his employees while Gemma makes new friends at a clandestine club. Secrets unravel as Gemma discovers things she did not know about her elusive husband. Her friends notice their habits, their families are inquisitive and one overheard sentence triggers a cascade of images that Gemma can no longer suppress.

  Painful memories re-emerge and she can no longer contain the recollections. Facing the truth about her past, will Jason help her overcome her fears?

  ***

  Driven Wild

  Set in Liverpool during the Swinging Sixties, a spanking romance tale.....

  When Leah Andrews’ father hires him to be her chauffeur, Rick Wilde finds himself drawn to the feisty eighteen-year-old even as his patience is tried by her immature behaviour. At last Leah’s rudeness and bad decisions force him to intervene, and he takes her over his knee for a good, hard spanking—the first of her pampered life—but neither of them are prepared for the powerful attraction which follows. Rick knows she needs time and space to step out on her own two feet without him there to interfere, though, and he breaks things off before they go too far.

  After Leah’s father dies three years later she returns to her wild ways, and before long her license has been suspended for reckless driving. To her shock, the chauffeur the agency sends is none other than Rick Wilde, and she soon learns that he remains more than ready to bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she needs it.

  His firm handed correction brings her lust for him back with a vengeance, and she quickly discovers that he can bring her more pleasure in the bedroom than she ever dreamed possible. But when danger from one of Rick’s past jobs becomes an imminent threat and Rick needs Leah to leave Liverpool until things are safe again, can she bring herself to obey him even though the thought of losing him a second time is more than she can bear?

  Published by Stormy Night Publications

  ***

  Taught to Serve

  A romantic story of spankings and erotic sex - set in the English countryside - and a young woman in need of a little discipline.....

  Though she is both beautiful and intelligent, Casey has bounced from one job to another as a result of her failure to truly apply herself. As she sits on a park bench crying after yet another dismissal, things show no sign of changing anytime soon… until a passing stranger sees the tears in her eyes and comes to her rescue. The handsome, smartly dressed man by the name of Robert informs her that he is in need of a personal assistant and she might be a good fit.

  Casey soon learns that her new boss will be a demanding one, and insufficient attention to detail will earn her a trip over his knee for a bare bottom spanking. To her surprise, Rob’s firm discipline only increases her attraction to him, and their relationship quickly grows into a passionate romance. She finds that Rob can be just as firm a boyfriend as he is a boss, but even as he teaches her to submit to him completely he also shows her pleasure—and love—beyond anything she has known before.

  Published by Stormy Night Publications

  Table of Contents

  Part One

  Chapter 1. Fingers

  Chapter 2. Sublime

  Chapter 3. The Crew

  Chapter 4. Summons

  Chapter 5. Aftercare

  Chapter 6. The Massage

  Chapter 7. Hair Braids

  Chapter 8. Henna

  Chapter 9. The Pool

  Chapter 10. Debts

  Chapter 11. Flashback

  Chapter 12. Black Jack

  Chapter 13. Backgammon

  Chapter 14. The Chaperone

  Chapter 15. Ironing and Poetry

  Chapter 16. Blindfolded

  Chapter 17. Exhibitionist

  Chapter 18. Voyeurs

  Chapter 19. Goldfish

  Chapter 20. Deal Off

  Part Two

  Chapter 21. Seeing Red

  Chapter 22. Dancing for Him

  Chapter 23. Breaking Point

  Chapter 24. Versatility

  Chapter 25. The Powerboat

  Chapter 26. Reflections

  Chapter 27. The Nightclub

  Chapter 28. Surrender

  Chapter 29. Screaming

  Chapter 30. Painting

  Chapter 31. Castles and Caves

  Chapter 32. Pleasing

  Chapter 33. Vanilla

  Ruled by Him

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  Other books by Jaye Peaches

 

 

 


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