by M Never
“Wonderful.” Mark closes his leather folder and zips it up. The meeting is adjourned.
“Do you mind if I stay and send a few emails before I go?” I ask Mark as everyone else files out.
“Of course, by all means.” He smiles.
Good, because I need a minute. If I stand up, it will be clear the very last thing I was concentrating on was work. I start to doodle on the paper in front of me, attempting to distract myself from my raging hormones.
“Ellie. Can you clean up in there?” I hear Mark yell. Oh shit. “I'm heading to lunch.”
“Yes, Mark”, is her obedient response once again, and yet another trigger for my arousal. I'm never going to get out of here. I'm screwed.
“How was the meeting?” she asks sweetly as she collects the information folders left behind.
“Excellent. Mark is a genius at logistics. He found an alternate route out of Mexico that will save a few hundred thousand over the next year. I'm pleased.” See? I was sort of paying attention.
“That's good.” She smiles, and the sentiment shines in her eyes. There's no false pretenses with Ellie-what you see is what you get. Maybe that's what draws me to her, she's genuine. I haven't had much honest-to-goodness in my life. It's refreshing.
“No lunch for you?” she asks, as she makes her way around the table.
“I have another meeting in an hour. Mark said I can utilize the conference room to do some work and kill time.”
Bullshit.
“I see.” She picks up the last file folder and is now standing quite close to me.
“What about you?” I ask as I eye her.
“My lunch is sitting right in front of you. I'll be dining on miniature cupcakes.”
“Healthy,” I mock.
“I know, but they're little. So . . . less calories.” She shrugs playfully.
“I guess that's one way to spin it,” I respond, pulling the silver tray toward me. “Which flavor is your favorite?” I pin my stare on her.
She swallows thickly, “It's a toss-up between red velvet and lemon drop.”
“Well, I'm a red velvet man myself.” I pick up the last red velvet cupcake on the plate. “Would you mind sharing your lunch with me, Ellie?”
“Of course not, it's only polite to share,” she says, fiddling with the collar of her shirt. I think I'm getting to her. I know I shouldn't toy with her, but it's just too easy, and I want her so much. I wonder if I pull the blinds so no one in the office can see us, could I seduce her right here on the spot, live out my fantasy just once, then never look back again? Instant gratification and selfish desire all wrapped up in sunny afternoon.
I pull the wrapper off the red cake and then split it in two. “Sit.” I order her.
Ellie immediately sits, clutching the file folders tightly to her chest. I offer her one half of the cupcake, and she takes it with shaky fingers.
“Do I make you nervous, Ellie?” I ask as I lightly lick the cream cheese frosting.
“No. Just too much coffee.” She tries to play it cool, but I can see right through her. Reading people is what I do. And I definitely intimidate Ellie.
“I see.” I stare at her intently, licking off the icing exactly how I would lick her clit given the change; slowly, in a circular motion, covering every single inch. “Aren't you going to eat?” I ask enticingly, right before I stuff the naked cupcake into my mouth. Yum.
I raise my eyebrows expectantly as Ellie just sits there unable to move. That's when she shoves her half of the cupcake into her mouth. I can't help but smirk and brush a crumb off her bottom lip. This is the most unintimidating woman I have ever met, and hands down the sexiest.
If I were ever going to break my own rules, it would definitely be for her.
Alpha Book Club
Do we have a treat for you today! Recently I caught up with Kayne Stevens and Jett Fox and they agreed to sit down with me in an impromptu interview of sorts-and boy did I ask them some questions! If you are not familiar with who Kayne and Jett are, they are the stars of M. Never's very erotic series “Decadence after Dark” The titles include Owned, Claimed and Ruined.
So without further ado, here is their live interview-uncut.
*Warning: this may be disturbing for some readers, discretion is advised*
Jaime: Hello, gentlemen and thank you for stopping by-We know you are very busy!
Kayne: We are happy to be here. Anything for our number one fan *Kayne flashes a smile, Jaime's panties melt*
Jaime: So as M. has told you both the readers have questions, and some of these questions are pretty personal, but we know neither of you are shy!
Jett: We're not afraid to bare it all.
Jaime: *Fans self* Thanks Jett and Kayne . . . Ok guys Here is the rules, I know you love rules Kayne, so I will ask a question and if it's not directed to one of you, then either one or both of you can answer-but one of you has to answer *picks up wooden paddle with heart cut out* and just in case you boys get shy . . . I brought some motivation . . .
Kayne: *Looks at paddle* Ellie was wondering where that was. *smirks*
Jaime: Yes, I am sure it was Ellie who was looking for it. .ok time for questions -
Jaime: Kayne-Tell us your favorite thing about Ellie?
Kayne: Really? You have to ask? *grins*
Jett: Don't be an ass
Kayne: ass being the operative word
Jaime: Ah yes, that's right you're an ass man. *snickers* Ok Jett this is for you, Do you feel bad about your part in Ellie's abduction in Owned? Why or why Not?
Jett: yes and no, I hated lying to her, but it was necessary. Life and death situations often result in taking the wrong road for the right reasons. I luckily received a close friend out of it. If I was put in the position again, I wouldn't hesitate to repeat my actions.
Jaime: Alright, so tell us guys-what is your favorite sex position?
Kayne: trick question. There is no answer.
Jett *rolls eyes* woman on top, hands tied to the headboard preferably.
Jaime: Wow! *Imagines Jett's description* ok, so Kayne, since you are being evasive tell us something that nobody knows about you?
Kayne: If I told you, then everyone would know.
Jett: for god's sake, can you just give the woman a straight answer!
Kayne: I don't give my secrets away for free *smiles suggestively*
Jaime: *Fans self while squirming in seat* Ok, moving on . . . throughout Owned and Claimed there is talk about how both of you frequently shared women-what is it about sharing a woman that turns you both on so much?
Jett: The power. Two against one. The forbidden act, and chasing after an indescribable high.
Kayne: Everything he said.
Jaime: Tell me guys, what's your preference: spanking, bondage, wax play, orgasm denial?
Kayne: Orgasm denial. Nothing like seeing Ellie pant.
Jett: All of the above. I like seeing Ellie pant, too.
Jaime: *smirks* Alright, so you both have unique sexual tastes. How do you feel about male/male interaction, have you ever had any male/male sexual experiences? Some men don't mind this in 3 or 4somes . . . where do you both draw the line?
Kayne: Hell no, that's where I draw the line.
Jett: Not my forte, but I won't say I never tried it.
Jaime: Ok, well how about each of yours most embarrassing sexual moment?
Kayne: Got caught by Ellie's parents having sex. We were visiting for Christmas and they caught us in the bathroom. It was the middle of night. They thought someone was trying to break down the front door. I should have tied her up. *shrugs*
Jett: My mom giving me pointers when I was fourteen. It wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't right in the middle of the act.
Jaime: *laughing* Oh, Kayne that sounds just like something you and Ellie would do and Poor Jett-but hey at least she wasn't afraid to talk to you about sex. Well, that leads to our next question-your fans want to know how you are both always so raring to go-If
ya know what I mean-ever have any trouble performing? Need any little blue pills?
Kayne: no 'required' enhancements as of yet. Just recreational use.
Jett: Same here.
Jaime: Well that is fortunate for both Ellie and London *fans self once again* Ok, this question is for Jett, your fans want to know what made you fall in love with London? What is it about her that stands out from everyone else?-(yes! I know that is sorta personal but give us something Jett as we don't know your story yet!)
Jett: I will say you will find out in Elicit.
Kayne: Who's being vague now?
Jett: *huffs* She was the most sexually adventurous woman I had ever met and the most closed off. The confliction drove me batshit crazy.
Jaime: Thank you Jett for telling us what you can-I surely don't want to get you into any trouble. So Jett-you are a Dad now, congrats! How have you adjusted to fatherhood?
Jett: I love being a father. There was no adjustment just natural fruition.
Jaime: That is just so great! And from what we see you are a great dad. Kayne, tell us what it is that drew you to Ellie, the moment you knew you had to have her?
Kayne: In all honesty? Ellie never intimidated me. If you read Owned and Claimed you know about my hang ups. I never felt a connection like that to anyone in my life. I couldn't let it go. I couldn't let her go. Next question.
Jaime: Alright then. So boys, tell me what is your preference: SHOWER, BED, OR TABLE? (yes, where do you prefer to have sex out of those three.)
Kayne: First the table, then the bed, then the shower. Wash, rinse, repeat.
Jett: That order works for me.
Jaime: Works for me too. Kayne some readers think you are a little twisted and sexist making Ellie crawl around like an animal and kneeling at your feet . . . How would you explain your relationship to those who don't understand. To those who are curious but just don't fully understand. Before you spout off . . . please give us an answer that explains the Dom/sub relationship or Owner/slave . . . And Jett if you would like to please feel free to chime in.
Kayne: It's really all about trust and pushing yourself to the limit. It's about handing yourself over to another person and finding euphoria as they control you completely. I guess there's no way to really explain it unless you've experienced it. It takes special people to live the lifestyle we do. You have to want it.
Jett: *nodding* That sums it up pretty well.
Jaime: Well, we know Kayne's sexual preferences. Tell us Jett-do you identify yourself as a Dominant as well? A Master?
Jett: I don't like to classify myself. I like control, but I also like participation. A walk a fine line and go with how I'm feeling. My partner needs to be open and flexible. Which London is . . .
Kayne: In more ways than one. *snickers*
Jaime: Have either of you ever participated in sex clubs or live Dom/sub play? If so, did you enjoy? If not . . . would you?
Kayne: Participated in sex clubs? We owned one. So yes we've participated, but live Dom/sub play? Not so much. We're more about sexual gratification. As in the act of sex. So, no sex, not interested.
Jaime: Yes, Kayne-sex is so much better when the man is aiming for mutual sexual gratification *squirms in seat & fans self* Ok, Jett-When we finally get to your story . . . tell us will we think Kayne is calm after we get to know you?
Jett: Calm? I guess that depends on your definition. I would say different.
Jaime: Well, I know you are both very busy so I won't keep you much longer. But I do have to ask is there anything about Ruined that you can tell us? I know you cannot give specifics-we don't want M. to gag you both *snickers* but tell the readers something you think you can get away with!
Kayne: I know M is always aiming for three things when she writes, strong characterization, a good story (she likes plot twists) and hot sex.
Jett: *chimes in* Which I think she pulls off.
Kayne: I have no complaints. *grins shamelessly* neither does Ellie. So I think you can always expect that from her.
Jaime: Alright, thank you for that-I know we are all very much looking forward to Ruined. Before you leave we are going to do a lightning round of sorts. I will ask you a question and you will answer as your significant other (Kayne that means you're answering as Ellie & Jett you are going to answer as London) ;-)
Just Answer as fast as you can and honestly-we will compare your answers to their answers next week. . . .
Jaime: Ready?!
Kayne: I am always ready *winks*
Jett: Will you stop fucking around, she'll never want to talk to us again!
Kayne: Oh I think she'll WANT us again-*chuckles darkly*
Jaime: *blushes* ok-FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND.
Kayne: His cock *sarcastic tone*
Jett: Same *completely serious*
Jaime: REASON YOUR SEX IS SO HOT?
Kayne: The man knows how to surprise me
Jett: The man knows how to get into my head
Jaime: SECRET FANTASY?
Kayne: Hmmm . . . I don't think she has any left.
Jett: Sex beneath a cherry blossom tree
Jaime: Ok, Thank you both again for taking the time to talk to me and answer these questions!
Kayne: Anytime, anywhere.
Jaime: *waves bye* Until next time-We Love You!
“Hurt me with the truth, but never comfort me with a lie.”
~ Unknown
HAVE YOU EVER MADE A decision you believed to be the right one, only to regret it in the end? Have you ever walked a path that seemed adventurous at first, only to find out it was perilous instead? I’m not a stupid girl. I knew what I was getting into. I took a risk thinking there would always be a way out because that is what I was led to believe. But I understand now you can’t always see the forest for the trees. You can be blindly enchanted by the most charming individual, and then trapped before you even know it.
“Tara?” Nino grabs my face and pins me against the brick wall. “Where the fuck were you?”
“Nowhere. Around.” I struggle against him.
“Bullshit. You weren’t answering your phone, and you weren’t at your apartment. Where the fuck have you been?” He squeezes my cheeks harder.
“I don’t need to run my life by you! You don’t own me!” My words are muffled, but there’s no mistaking the fire behind them.
Nino flashes a sadistic smile. Even in the dim light of the alleyway, I can still make out his features. Strong jaw, high cheekbones, styled hair, and mouth of the devil himself. I used to think that mouth was sexy. I used to wish it would touch mine, devour it. Now, I regret ever getting close to it. It’s caused nothing but chaos.
“You are so wrong.” His voice vibrates with menace. “You’re my girl, Tara. I own that face and that ass and that pussy. Never forget that. I. Own. You.” He releases my face roughly but keeps me pinned to the wall. “And if you ever disappear on me like that again, I’ll find you.” His threat chills me straight to the bone. “Got it, Tara?”
I loathe the way he says my name—like he really does own me. I hold back the angry tears, completely silent.
“Tara?” He demands an answer.
“Yes,” I bite out, fighting the urge to spit on him.
FOUR DAYS.
That’s all we had. Four precious days that rattled my world. We told each other it wasn’t anything more than Type I fun and great sex. Great. Fucking. Sex. The best of my life.
I keep trying to tell myself that’s all it was—easy fun and casual sex. Convince myself. Because she is five thousand miles away in New York, and I am here, confined in a room surrounded by semi-automatic weapons in Hawaii.
All I see are her eyes.
They’re the only thing I’ve been able to think about for the last six months.
Well, that’s not entirely true . . . I think about her lips and her tongue and her body and her smile. But her dark blue eyes are the most prevalent. Just the way they used to suck me in, read me, devour me,
seduce me. Shine when they looked at me, even if it was all too briefly.
Four days.
Four simple, carefree days is what I had with Tara Stevens. I knew I was a dead man walking during that last dance at Kayne and Ellie’s wedding as our bodies swayed and touched and caressed to David Cook’s Fade into Me. That’s exactly what it felt like, too—like we were fading into each other, the world disappearing right before our very eyes. The spark of attraction becoming so hot it felt as if it was fueled by kerosene. I had to have her despite the fact Kayne threatened my life not twenty-four hours before. He’s as protective of Tara as he is of Ellie, but nothing could stop the lust converging between us like two electrically charged particles—not even a six-foot-three, two-hundred-pound killing machine.
I fiddle with the little plastic plumeria flower Tara wore in her hair. You can find them all over the island in an array of colors. I squeeze the clip between my fingers and watch as the light pink flower teeters up and down. I can still picture it pinned in her platinum blonde hair. Hair so long and thick, I would wrap it around my wrist and pull while I fucked her. One notable time on the hood of my car parked on a secluded cliff overlooking a waterfall and a green, mountainous landscape.