Sunday, June 2, 2013

Jennifer Kacey / Together in Cyn / Part5 Last / Why I write BDSM / Adult Content and Rated R Adult Excerpt

Why I write BDSM - Part 5 

So now what?
You know what it means, what the words stand for, but where do you go from here?

That’s the beauty of it – you can go anywhere you like.
 With the advent of the internet, you can research to your heart’s content but never leave the comfort of your easy chair.  

You can also search for likeminded people in your community to talk and connect with.

Owning a simple pair of handcuffs may be all the excitement you want. Or you may be looking for a local dungeon to go play at.

The choice is up to you and your partner. 

My suggestion – spice things up a bit!

You never know what you might like unless you take a few chances. Maybe the swat to your rear your husband’s been aching to try is EXACTLY what you need to pump a little life back into your sex drive.

In honor of everyone hopefully getting their inner freak on that’s why I decided to offer a Lotta Naughty gift basket instead of the same ol’, same ol’ Amazon gift card. Who doesn’t need a pair of candy handcuffs, or some cherry lube to go along with some “new toys”?

Anxious about going into your local sex shop? Have no fear. I’ll take care of it for you. I swear naughty IS NOT my middle name, but it probably should be. :)

So come join me on my book blog tour. The comment I like the best on each stop will go into a hat. Then a random winner will be drawn!!! So get creative!!

Hope to see you there! And I hope Together in Cyn finds its way into your hands. It’s a love story between three people, with a whole lotta kink thrown in.

The blurb for Together in Cyn, releasing June 12th from Ellora's Cave, is below. I'll also be sprinkling the following throughout the posts - five different excerpts (one on each post), blog tour dates, and maybe a sneak peek or two of my Lotta Naughty Gift Basket which will be given away to one lucky winner at the end of my tour on June 14th.

Together in Cyn is Book One in my Members Only Series. 

Within the walls of The Library, a Members Only BDSM club, anything goes. It’s a dark oasis for every Dom and sub to discover their happily ever after. Screams of pleasure and pain echo through the walls every night, but beneath each cry lies a confession. Unrequited love, cravings of domination by more than just one, even the desire for someone of the same sex. Each member learns, to find their forever, they must unearth the strength to reveal…everything.

Members Only, Book One

She knows it’s wrong. Cyn shouldn’t have feelings for fraternal twins Jared and Chris, her best friends. She shouldn’t want them to tie her up or strap her down, to take her one at a time—or together. The only way to control her taboo desires is to write them down and lock them away in her diary. Guys like Jared and Chris could never be interested in someone like her, or in the kind of sex she craves.

But Jared and Chris have read her diary, and sweet little Cyn is in for the shock of her life. The brothers not only own a members-only BDSM club, they want her. Need her. And now, with their unlimited funds and an entire establishment devoted to fulfilling her darkest pleasures, they’re going to claim Cyn for their own.

Inside Scoop: If you have a kink, this book probably has it too. If you like your ménage romances extra hot with a side of male-male romance, spanking, voyeurism and girl-on-girl action, come and get it.

A Romantica® BDSM erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Unedited Excerpt #5

He tracked the twitching of my thighs and his nostrils flared as if he could smell what he did to me. What they did to me. He tossed a towel over his shoulder and carried a half-empty box of supplies into the storage room. My lungs emptied on a hiss when our connection broke.

Time ticked by before Jared spoke again. “Blondie.”

My thoughts scrambled as I whipped around. He gifted me with one of those panty-dampening once-overs. Damn, he was what mothers warned their daughters about.

“You know I hate that.” He had nicknamed me blondie when I was twelve and it had forever made me feel my IQ was about as big as my shoe size.

He shrugged, pleased by my growing annoyance. Quickly, his amusement changed to something heated as he perused my body. “Oh yeah, I know, baby.” He leaned in close and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “But I’ve been trying to get a rise out of you all night long.

I snorted and tried to ignore his lingering warmth on the shell of my ear. “You absolutely got my attention when you outed yourself as a voyeur, J.”

He unfolded himself to tower over me. He caged me in, crowding in close until I could smell his cologne and a unique scent that was all his. “A voyeur gets their rocks off by watching and we want to do a hell of lot more than watch. So why don’t you tell me why you’ve nearly worn through the chain on your necklace while chewing on lips that are much better suited to…other things.” He stroked my lower lip to emphasize the point and my mouth opened without my permission so I could lick him all over, starting with that thumb.

Because I’m in love with you and your twin. Have been for almost a decade. I’ve got a journal at home filled with what I want you to do to me and I’ll never be brave enough to show it to you. Plus, I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk for two days. Then I want you to tie me up, blindfold me and do it all again until I have no voice left from screaming out my orgasms for you.

“No reason.” I squeaked and jerked my head away. “Hey, I’m thirsty. You thirsty? Want another beer before you close up?” Without waiting for an answer, I scrambled up, ducked under his arm and darted away.

“You still have half a beer on the table, blondie.”

I ignored the obvious as I fled…er… made my way across the empty dance floor. There was no need to glance back to see Jared eating me with his eyes. It kicked my arousal to an impossible level and made pant. I was so damn close to begging. Not oh please, Jared, but for the love of all that is holy, Sir, take me and make me yours and let me pleasure your brother too.

This was mind-blowing. After years of trying to get their attention and failing and years of trying to get over them and being miserable, I’d given up. Made a pact with myself to sincerely try to date and find someone else. That idea got flushed down the proverbial toilet when Jared acted all interested and charming and gorgeous, and oh lord, the thought of being taken by both of them sank into my pores. Electrifying my core with wicked possibilities.

I bent over the bar and dropped my head into my palms. It was close to the end of October, but I only had on a CJ’s blue tank and yoga pants. It was warm for fall in Kansas but I suspected it had much more to do with the company I was keeping. Hell, I hadn’t even put panties on after treating myself to something a bit naughty at the spa earlier. I propped myself up against the smooth, lacquered wood in front of me, wishing I’d worn Kevlar. I felt naked in more ways than one.


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