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First Time

Elite Escorts #3

by Lynn Burke

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Cover by: Jay AheerEdit

 Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, Suspense *Warning: physical and verbal abuse triggers, bondage

Daniel Cooney loves to tie women up and is nicely compensated for his services as an Elite escort. He’s no sadist, however, but a gentle dominant who longs for a woman of his own, one who won’t be intimidated by his size and ropes. Becky Eaton bends over backwards to help her boyfriend work through his mental problems, but her submissive nature enables his sick desires to turn vicious. His plans to exploit her for his pleasure backfires … Becky experiences desire—and a climax—for the first time beneath another man’s command. Master Cooney’s tender touch awakens her in ways she never expected. Beaten and broken, Becky’s tattered heart yearns for what could be, and while Daniel’s strength proves a pillar of support, she must find the courage within to escape a murderous monster—before it’s too late.

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EXCERPT:

*Warning: Verbal and emotional abuse triggers

I entered the lounge to find the dimmed area already packed. Every stool at the bar along the right was taken, and the groupings of chairs and couches scattered around the room held parties in full-on fun mode. Naked flesh. Blowjobs. The sounds of asses being tanned—and fucked—filtered through the soft music drifting down from overhead. 

One new couple caught my attention. Arrogance oozed from the wiry Dom as he stared at a woman getting her ass handed to her. His unimpressive hard-on ridged the front of his leather pants. A single rose tattoo inked his arm.  The voluptuous, dark-haired woman on the leash behind him … wide hips, thick thighs that would be gorgeous wrapped in rope, huge bare breasts with large, soft nipples.  Not an exhibitionist or voyeur…  

  She didn’t follow her Sir meekly as he walked around. She cowered behind him.  An insecure and co-dependent, with a Dom who took advantage of her quiet nature, my gut told me, sending a tingle of anger down my spine. I stepped off to the side and watched as he led her around the room. They drew near, and I forced myself to keep my gaze on her rather than the prick leading her around like a dog.

  “How about this?” the wiry man chuckled, drawing her forward to the ménage scene on the couch to my left. “Double penetration. Two cocks shoved so far up your dry cunt you can’t remember your name?” 

He laughed again, and the woman trembled, her hands sneaking down to cover the thatch of black hair hiding her pussy.

  My fist itched to break Wiry’s nose, the first hint of violence I’d felt in years.

  “Well?” Wiry asked, yanking on her lead rope when she didn’t answer. “Does this turn that frigid, fat body of yours on?”

  “N-no, Sir.”

  “Goddamnit, Becky.” Wiry strode off, pulling her behind him. “The fuck is wrong with you?”

Tearing my gaze off her swaying, lush ass, I swore. Striding across the lounge didn’t lessen my anger, and I continued on with my cussing through the guarded door leading to the private rooms and down the carpeted hall. I wasn’t prone to violence, but if those two were taking the bondage class, I was in deep shit.

  “Not my monkey, not my circus,” I muttered while pushing open the door to the private room Chantelle had set up for classes. “Don’t get involved.”

  Adrenaline laced my bloodstream, but my hands held steady while rifling through the supplies of silk and hemp rope that had been laid out. A few basic knots, I thought, trying to focus on the task ahead of me. I pulled a chair onto the stage, positioning it on a side angle from where my small audience would sit.  Ask for a volunteer, Chantelle had said. I snorted. I highly doubted I’d get away without having to talk someone into sitting on the chair while their spouse or partner watched. 

  “Hopefully, one of the new Doms won’t mind sharing for an hour,” I muttered to myself. Or, my conscious whispered, maybe Wiry and Becky will be in the class, and you can ask her to join you on stage. Show her what a real Dom is like.

  I shook my head.  Not. Getting. Involved.

Other Books in the Elite Escorts Series:

Third Wheel: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/third-wheel.html

Second Go-Round: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/second-go-round.html

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About Lynn Burke

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/

Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/

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When a day helping out at Legal Aid puts Katrina in the crosshairs of a serial killer bent on sending his version of romantic gifts, life starts to spiral out of control. Not only is she trying to plan her wedding, but work and home life are increasingly hectic.

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Understanding Keith’s message—he’d wanted to put her mind at ease with regard to the children so that she could focus on submitting to him—she lowered her gaze. “Can I have ten minutes to put my bag away and freshen up?”

“Yes. I set out what I want you to wear.” His voice washed through her senses, overpowering her with peace and excitement.

“Thank you.” Briefcase in hand, she turned to follow his instructions.

“Kitty Kat.”

The unspoken order halted her. She turned back to him. “Yes?”

“I want a kiss.”

Closing the distance she lifted her face. He caressed her cheek with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist to support her lower back, two points of contact only. His lips brushed hers, teasing at a third point. He massaged, a gentle pressure welcoming her home and to her role as his submissive.

Slave to his mastery, she sighed into it, dropping her briefcase and lifting her arms to twine them around his neck, and she pressed her chest to his. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue deep to taste and stab. The hand on her cheek slid into her hair, and the one on her back lowered to squeeze her ass. She forgot about everything. The stresses of her day fell away as she melted in the face of his demand.

He broke away to trail sucking kisses down her neck, stopping when the collar of her dress shirt got in his way. “Go,” he said. “Take your ten minutes, and then you’re mine.”

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RAHAB'S DOMINATION Demons On Wheels MC 5 ***Click HERE to purchase directly from Evernight Publishing***

BLURB
 Liz Chavez loves her new job as a paralegal. For a woman who grew up in the foster care system, was abused, and had to scrape by for eleven years after graduating from high school to get to this point, she’s not about to let anyone or anything derail her plans of attending law school one day. And then she meets Rahab, the VP of the Demons on Wheels MC.
 One night with Liz and Rahab’s world is turned upside down. He can’t stop thinking about her. He’s driving her to and from work each day. When her apartment is vandalized, she moves into the club. He hasn’t had sex with any woman since the night he spent with her, but she’s not interested in him the same way. What’s a biker supposed to do when the woman he has to possess, doesn’t want to belong to him?

  EXCERPT
 It was all Rahab could do to sit there and watch the set. His dick throbbed. His entire body was on fire. He stopped after four shots because that was his limit, and he’d be damned if any spot in his brain would be dulled from booze tonight. He wanted sharp, clear senses and staying power.
 Kissing her had awoken the beast inside him, and nothing except fucking every hole of her lush, curvy body would tame it. If her mouth tasted that good, he could only imagine what her tits and pussy tasted like. Was she wearing sexy underwear beneath that sharp, navy blue suit? It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t be wearing it for long once he got her up to his room.
Before the second dancer of this set came on, Liz whispered in his ear she needed to use the bathroom. He rose and took her hand, leading her down the hall toward the private bathrooms, rather than pointing her toward the public ones. While she was in there, he went into Donny’s office with the intention of retrieving her briefcase and coat, so he could put them up in his room for later.
 When the door opened, he assumed it was one of his Brothers, and turned, ready to explain what was going on. But Liz stood there, her dark eyes shining with mischief and lust.
“Are you trying to steal my coat and briefcase? What’s your name? I’m going to report you to the owners.”
 “Rahab’s the name, ma’am, and I’m afraid you caught me red-handed.” His cock twitched painfully. A woman who loved to play along with jokes was fucking sexy as hell. She slammed the door shut and locked it. Oh, fuck me sideways.
“Should I call the police, or are you going to compensate me in some other way?”
  If you only knew what I was picturing. “In what way should I compensate you, ma’am? Because I sure as fuck don’t want you to call the cops.”
 A slow grin spread across her face as she sauntered toward him. “Gee, I don’t know. What skills do you have?”
 Rahab couldn’t help chuckling. “Uh, I can eat out a pussy and make a woman come in thirty seconds flat.”
 “Really?”
 “Yeah. Really.” He curled his hands into fists to keep from charging across the room and throwing her onto the table. His jaw went slack as she reached under that skirt and pulled off a pair of white, cotton panties. One question answered.
 She glanced around the room, then laughed softly. “Why the hell not?”
 Rahab nearly came in his jeans as she climbed onto the table and lay back, her hips close to the edge and her legs dangling over the side. She hiked up the skirt and spread her legs, revealing a glistening wet pussy with full lips. He groaned. There was no way to stop it.
 “Pull up a chair and prove it,” she said.
 “As you wish, ma’am.” Rahab pulled a chair over and placed it right in front of her pussy. He closed his eyes for a second and took a long inhale. There was nothing as powerful as the scent of a woman in lust.
 He clamped his hands around her full upper thighs and licked up and down them, his head exploding with delight when she moaned loudly and grasped a fistful of his hair. “Oh my God!”
  You haven’t felt anything yet, gorgeous.

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