Guest Post: Sorcha Mowbray

Title: Mergers and Acquisitions
Author: Sorcha Mowbray
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Pages: 15
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Blurb:

Shannon Pearce is an acquisitions specialist who helps businesses buy other businesses. Her latest project has left her fantasizing about her provocative client with nothing but BOB to ease her ache. After closing the deal successfully she is faced with another proposition of a very personal nature.

Dalton Granger can’t get his very sexy acquisition specialist out of his head. For weeks he has been tormented by the idea of not only having her in his bed, but at his mercy. What dom doesn’t fantasize about a sensual, submissive woman? But, can she let go long enough to relax and give him the control he craves? If she does, will she dance along the edge of passion with him and push her own boundaries?

Excerpt (HOT!)

She jerked away and lowered her gaze to the object of her lust.

“Place your hands behind your back and hold one wrist. It takes great trust to allow someone to bind you physically so we will play with some mental bondage for now. If you move your arms from where they are now, you will earn five swats on your bare backside. Are we clear?” 

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. How are you doing, Shannon? Are you feeling okay with everything so far?”

“I think so. Thank you for asking, Sir.”

“You’re welcome. Now, suck my cock until I come in your tempting little mouth.” He pulled her forward until the head bumped against her lips.

She swiped at the tip with her tongue to gather his taste. The salty freshness coated her taste buds and made her want more. Leaning into him, she drew in the head and eased down his length. He hit the back of her throat, but there remained more to take. She wanted all of him. She pushed forward until the glans shoved against her throat and she choked.

“Easy. If you swallow and relax as you bear down, you should be able to take the rest in.”

She advanced again, following his direction. He slipped into the upper section of her esophagus, stretching it with a tight almost burning sensation that couldn't be described as painful. More like mild discomfort. And, to her satisfaction, he fit entirely in her mouth. She retreated to gather a breath and then repeated the motion. 

He groaned and drove even deeper. “God damn. Take it all,” he demanded as he pumped his hips into her face. She needed to back away, but he had his fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place. Pinned between his crotch and his grasp he controlled her. Letting her face come up he withdrew and allowed her to inhale. “Again, baby. That felt so fucking good.”

Despite the tears streaming from her eyes, she wanted to give him the pleasure he requested. There was no time to examine why, but some need to please him had her opening her jaw and taking him again. He slid balls deep again and fucked her face with his palm on her head. Periodically he would let her up to pant, until she incorporated the suction she had once read about. 

After she included the nuance, he cried out, “Oh, fuck yeah. I’m going to come, baby.”

His balls drew up against her chin as he ground into her then he pistoned in and out as he exploded in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but a glop dribbled down her chin. She scooped it up and licked it off her fingers. 

His breath caught.

Shit. She had moved her hands. Quick as she could, she locked the free arm behind her back where the other remained.

“I’m torn. While watching you lap my cum off your fingers is one of the most erotic things I have ever watched, I now owe you a punishment by the terms of our agreement.”

Guest Post

Arianne, thank you so much for having me visit your blog today! I’m really excited to be here. I always like to check out the sites I’m guesting at and I love your pin-up girls! I’ve always thought pin-up girls embodied a classic sexiness that short skirts and tube tops are lacking.

Of course, I fully acknowledge that what is sexy to one person is not sexy to another. And what turns one person on could easily be a total turn-off for someone else. So, here’s a list of five things that turn me off.

1. Banana Hammocks—and I don’t mean the kind for the fruit.
2. Hairy Chests—there I said it! You all may commence hating me.
3. Poor Manscaping—I make the effort, so should he!
4. Hip-hop Music—when I’m trying to get in the mood.
5. Muscle Bound Men—I’ve always favored a sleeker swimmers body.

Funny story about hairy chests. I was at the gym one day and I end up walking behind this guy who looked like he’d just walked off the set of the latest werewolf movie. I kid you not, the hair tufted up over the straps of his tank top. *Shudders* Werewolves are sexy…on paper. Real life? Not so much.

Well, that was fun! Now, tell me what are your turn-offs?