Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Books I write

MY first book, Club De Fleur, book 1: Jenna is now available on http://www.bookstrand.com/node/872544
Heres a the story excerpt.  For the adult version click the link above.
Taking a deep breath, Jenna smiled and took the flowers. “Thank you, they’re beautiful. Let me put these in water and we can go.” She took the flowers to the kitchen and found a vase for them. Collecting herself, she took the flowers and vase back to the living room and Kyle.
“I’m ready.” She smiled at him.
He helped her with her jacket and, taking her keys from her, guided her out the door. Locking the door for her, he pocketed her keys and escorted her to a cute little sports car.
They went for dinner and had a great time talking and laughing. After dinner, they drove for a while and talked. They discovered that they both enjoyed being outdoors and had an interest in baseball and hockey. Kyle promised to take her to some of the home games. Finally, they parked in a spot overlooking the city lights and Kyle put the top on the car down..
Kyle pulled her into his arms and they cuddled, watching the lights. After what seemed like hours, Kyle turned her and kissed her, slowly building the heat. He slowly drifted one hand down and cupped her breast through her top, rubbing his hand over her nipple.
When he eventually broke the kiss, they were both breathless. “I better take you home,” he said with a sigh.
“I guess,” she answered breathlessly. Wow, she thought. They had spent hours together after that first night and had gone to dinner and gone driving several more times. Tonight he was taking her to the club.
Sadie was Jenna’s best friend. They were complete opposites. Jenna was tall and curvy and Sadie was short and petite, five foot nothing and ninety-eight pounds. Jenna felt like an Amazon next to her. Jenna had known Sadie for fifteen years, since middle school, and not even her mother knew her better. Kyle was what she needed, or so Sadie had told her. What Jenna had been looking for. Her man…Master…Sir.
Club de Fleurs was the name of the club Kyle was taking her to, and it was a BDSM club. This would be the first time Jenna had been to this type of club. Sadie had told her that it meant “club of flowers,” so called because the owner, Dave, had had a sub called Petal when he opened the club, and he named it after her.
In her eyes, Kyle was the perfect man, a little older than her and tall, six feet six inches, a full foot taller than her. Chiseled, he had a six-pack Jenna yearned to run her tongue over. With his black hair and dark-blue eyes, he was one yummy package that she would not mind eating. He must work out. Her idea of the perfect man in every way. He could have been a football player in high school, or maybe college. He had the build for it. She really didn’t know that much about his history, or his present, actually. She had no idea what he did for a living. Jenna did know he had a cute little sports car that had to have cost some big bucks, but she had no idea how he got it or what he did for money. He didn’t seem to want for anything. He paid for everything on their dates without batting an eye, not that they had done anything outrageous, but nothing seemed to sway him.
Jenna, on the other hand, was just a poor working girl. She worked in a medical office doing billing and barely made the bills each month. Her five-foot-six-inch frame could lose a few pounds and she needed to work out, but couldn’t afford the gym membership. She had mousy brown hair and deep green eyes. She had been told that her eyes were her best feature, but they were hidden behind glasses most of the time. Jenna had moved to Denver several years ago with her friend Sadie. She knew a few people from work, but didn’t have many close friends and mainly stayed home. “Loser,” as her nieces would say.
Sadie had introduced her to Kyle a few days ago. It seemed like longer, as they had spent every waking minute they weren’t working together since, but it really hadn’t been that long, a little over a week. Tonight Kyle was going to show her a different side of him. Something she was curious about, but not sure she wanted to try. Kyle had told her she was a natural submissive, whatever that meant. Said she would be perfect at the club.

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