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Blurb:
[Siren Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, pegging, sex toys, FemDom, HEA]
Kinky never looked so normal.
When a wife is faced with the question of what she is willing to do for love, her answer is…anything. She sets aside her own inhibitions to fulfill her husband's wildest fantasies.
But at what cost to her peace of mind? What do you do when you’ve been appointed your husband’s Domme by Default?
Warning: This story includes erotic M/F BDSM sex and related activities including anal play/sex/toys, a home improvement–challenged husband, a snarky, sarcastic wife, and the portrayal of a kinder, gentler side of BDSM.
NOTE: This book was previously published with another publisher.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Adult Excerpt:
As the lights dimmed and the opening previews rolled, she leaned into my side and one hand dropped to my lap. My cock throbbed inside my pants and I grabbed her hand, gently squeezing it.
“Not here,” I whispered. “I’ll come in my pants.”
She laced her fingers through my hand and snuggled tightly against me. “Later?”
I nuzzled her temple and whispered in her ear, “If you’re a good girl.”
There was no mistaking her low, hungry moan. I knew if I slipped my hand inside her panties I’d find her soaking wet.
My heart raced. Part of me wanted to drag her out of there right then and fuck her in the backseat of the car, but my mind whirled. I’d waffled about part of my plan, not sure if I had the balls to do it.
Now, I knew I did.
After the movie I firmly clasped her hand in mine and led her to the car. I’d parked far out in the lot, the passenger door facing away from the building. I set a slow, leisurely pace. By the time we reached the car, traffic from our movie crowd had thinned considerably.
And the lot was dark.
I gripped her right hand as I helped her in, then stopped her from swinging her legs inside the car. “Put your purse down,” I ordered.
She set it on the floor and looked up at me, not speaking.
I’d turned off the dome light. The area was dark, and our car sat alone in a pool of inky blackness in the parking lot.
“Unzip me,” I commanded.
She swallowed hard, but did.
“Suck me, baby.”
She nearly took my knees out, she went down so hard and deep on me. I gripped the back of her head firmly and groaned, trying not to shoot my load down her throat that fast.
I kept an eye out, no one around.
My wife always knew how to give me a great blow job, but tonight’s was beyond compare. She eagerly worked her lips and tongue down my shaft, and I fisted my hands in her hair and fucked my hips against her face.
“Get ready,” I gasped.
She moaned as I came, swallowing every drop. I had to lean against the car for support because my legs were shaking.
I had to make her let go. She didn’t want to stop sucking me and I’d already started getting hard again.
Patting the top of her head, I said, “That was very good, baby. Good girl. Zip me up so I can take you home.”
She carefully tucked me away and looked up at me with eager eyes and a gorgeous smile.
I leaned in and kissed her. “That was fucking fantastic. Did you have fun?”
“Yeah!” Her voice sounded breathless, eager.
She’d be jumping me as soon as we walked in the door, I suspected. The question was, did I have enough willpower to finish the game I’d started for her?
When we got home, she tried to squirm against me in the foyer and I carefully untangled her, firmly gripping her wrists. “Go get in bed and wait for me,” I softly commanded. “Naked.”
She ran to do it.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, forcing myself not to race her to the bedroom.
Taking my time, I got a drink of water from the kitchen before making my way to the back of the house. She lay, naked, in our bed, spread-eagled and squirming, a seductive smile on her face.
“Like this?” she asked.
I leaned against the doorjamb. “Almost.” I slowly loosened my tie, taking my time, making her wait and anticipate.
“Almost?”
“You won’t look right until I’ve got you bouncing up and down on my cock, baby.”
Her whole body flushed and she moaned, squirming.
I pulled my tie free and sat at the end of the bed. “Touch yourself for me.”
She froze. This was one thing she’d never done, that I’d never asked. “What?”
“You heard me. I want to watch you finger yourself.” I waited her out. I wanted to see her do this. If she flat-out refused I wouldn’t force her, but it certainly would lead to more talks as to why she didn’t want to.
She closed her eyes as her right hand slowly moved toward her mound. “No,” I said. “I want you to look at me.”
She froze again. Again, I waited her out. She finally opened her eyes and took a deep breath while my cock throbbed in my pants. This was something I’d never had the nerve to ask before.
One finger, then two slipped between her legs and it took her a couple of minutes before her body overrode her emotions and she really started getting into it.
“That’s it, baby,” I encouraged. “Get yourself good and wet for me.”
Her soft, mewling reply made me harder than I ever thought possible.
I stood, never breaking eye contact with her, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. “I want you to come for me before I finish undressing. If you’re a good girl and do what I say, I’ll go down on you and suck your clit.”
She gasped, her hand speeding up between her legs.
Fuck, that was hot!
And why had I not wanted to take charge before? That would be because I’m a fucking moron, apparently.
I smiled and slowly slid my shirt off, dropping it in the hamper. “I’m going to take my tongue and fuck your sweet pussy with it,” I said, enjoying the game.
Her responding gasp made my cock throb again.
Fuck.
I leaned over and propped my arms on the bed. “I’m going to slip a couple of fingers into that wet cunt while I lick your clit, baby. Would you like that?”
A slight sheen of sweat covered her body, and she frantically nodded, her eyes never leaving me. I reached out and stroked her chin. “Then you’d better come for me, baby. Otherwise I’m going to tie you up and leave you tied up all night long so you can’t reach your pussy and I’m going to fuck you and not let you come until tomorrow morning.”
She moaned, nearly frantic, her fingers buried between her legs. Damn I wanted to jump down there and help her!
I leaned in closer, my mouth inches from her ear. “After you come for me, I’m going to flip you onto your knees and fuck you from behind, and I’m going to play with your clit while I do. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
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You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:
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