Feature Friday ~ On Her Terms by Doris O’Connor #BDSM #ERom #OneClick @MamaD8 @EvernightPub

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release On Her Terms. Like the first book in this series, The Job, On Her Terms started as a tease on my blog. This one, to be precise.
 
I didn’t get to write the story straightaway because other projects intervened, but when Jamie and Nicole decided it was their turn… Well, my fingers flew.
 
I loved writing their story which brought with it many twists and turns that I certainly
didn’t see coming. Let’s just say all is not as it seems, but then it never is with the Premiere Companions. I hope readers will enjoy these two. Hold on for the ride, because sparks fly and yeah… The story might be a tad hot.
 
What’s that you say? I write a hot story? Shocking I know.
 
*sniggers*  I blame my muse. I’m sweet and innocent really… Stop laughing in that corner!
 
 
 
Blurb:
She’ll be no man’s property…Faced with the prospect of marriage, to a man she’s never even met, Nicoletta Cabrizi’s temper gets the better of her. How dare her father use her virginity as a bargaining chip to seal a business deal?

A girl’s first time should be special, and who better to give her an unforgettable night than an experienced Dom provided by Premiere Companions.

A perfect solution…

The reality, however, takes her breath away. The enigmatic Jamie pulls Nicole into a maelstrom of sensation and pleasure, which steals her heart, and soul, and leaves her doubting her previous decisions.

Jamie is beyond furious at this whole, farcical arrangement, especially when Nicoletta turns out be far from the spoiled princess he was expecting to meet. Her open vulnerability and deep need to submit brings out his protective instincts. Come what may, Nicoletta will
be his.

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys
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Excerpt:
Jamie always enjoyed this process of getting to know what made a woman tick in bed, never more so than when that woman tapped into her submissive streak for the first time. Most needed far more encouragement than his girl had needed. Whether that was simply due to the unusual circumstances they found themselves in or whether she, too, felt the force of their connection, who could say.
From the minute he’d seen her shred the paper napkins, her nervousness pouring off her in waves, she’d thrown his preconceived notions about her out of the window. It wasn’t just the fact that she was ten times more beautiful in person either. Jamie was used to beautiful women, appreciated women in all their forms and guises, but there was something about Nicoletta Cabrizi that had him utterly hooked. Now with her writhing underneath him, her sweet musk in his nostrils and coating his tongue as he licked up the juices spilling past the elastic of the sodden piece of lace barely covering her modesty … now, he stopped analyzing and simply gave himself over to the moment. He knew the moment she was about to explode, because her thighs tightened involuntary around his head, and her hips bucked as she ground her pussy against his face, coming all over it in the process.
The incomprehensible sounds spilling from her mouth made him grin around his mouthful of hugely engorged virgin clit, and Jamie kept up the suckling of that little bundle of nerves, until the last of her aftershocks abated and her thighs went slack. Only then did he sit back and allowed himself to slowly peel her ruined thong away from her moist flesh.
Jamie sucked in a sharp breath as her sweet cunt came into view. Beautifully bare of any hair, it begged to be claimed, and his cock jerked at the thought as her puffed up pussy lips came into view. She jumped when he parted her outer labia with his fingers, and ran his fingertips through her inner lips.
“Easy there, my sweet. You’re so fucking wet for me. I can’t wait to claim your virgin hole. All of them for that matter. Will you let me do that, bellissima?
A groan came from his girl at his words, and her pussy hole quivered and clenched, expelling more of her essence, in which he coated his fingers and brought them right up to her other hole, while he pushed a thumb into her pussy.
A gasp and a tightening of her internal muscles was his answer this time, and when he looked up her body it was beyond satisfying to see the all-over body flush decorating her
fair skin. Her unfettered breasts, reddened by his stubble, carried the marks of his teeth, and her nipples stood proudly to attention. Such a glorious, fucking canvas for him to work with.
He swore to himself there and then that he would mark every inch of her skin, so that when she left here in the morning to resume her life as Don Cabrizi’s daughter, she would remember who her Sir was.
Foolish thoughts, perhaps, he had no right to be possessive,  after all, but there it was. He wasn’t going to overanalyze this now, just go with his gut and let the chips fall where they may. He’d always known that any dealings with this woman would be dangerous to him, so the urgent need to make her his didn’t really come as a huge surprise to him.
“I asked you a question, my love, I would appreciate an answer.”
Inwardly he grimaced at the endearment he didn’t seem capable of not making. Love had nothing to do with this. It was or should have been a mere business transaction, dammit.
“What? Yes, please … whatever. I’m yours, Sir.”
Her halting, panted reply stopped him from pursuing that thought, and he gently thrust his thumb in and out of her pussy, making her groan while he pushed the index finger of his other hand through the tight ring of muscle guarding her ass.
Those muscles flexed around the digit, and when he bent his head to lick across her clit, Nicoletta groaned deep in her throat.
“There, you are, come for me again, my sweet.”
He kept up the gentle licks around and over her clit while he thrust his digits in and out of both her holes. The heavy odor of sex surrounded them. His balls drew tight, and his cock leaked copious amounts of pre-cum, while the wet sounds his fingers made added an  auditory stimuli all of their own.
“I can’t … too much … oh God…”
Her words drifted off into incomprehensible moans and sighs, which were music to his ears.
“Oh yes, you can and you will. Come for your Sir, bellissima.”
 
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To celebrate the release of On Her Terms, The Job (book 1) is just 99 cents for a limited time at Evernight and Amazon.
Perfect time to grab your copy and see how this series started  🙂
 
 
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About Doris:
 
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places         

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Spotlight: The Job by Doris O’Connor #BDSM #Erotic #Kindle @MamaD8 @EvernightPub

Thanks so much for hosting me on your blog today with my new latest release, The Job.  
 
Like so many of my stories this started as a flash on my blog. From the minute I wrote their first meeting, when Alex opens the door to find a face from her past, the one man she’d never forgotten, the one man with whom she had a ton of unfinished business… yeah, I knew I needed to write their story.
 
Alex is only doing this Job as a favour to her flatmate. How hard can it be to pretend to be an Escort? Alex is an actress, so this should be easy…. Not so, when you know the client who knocks at your door.
 
Such a delicious conflict, don’t you think? 
 
Can they work out their differences, or will this job tear them further apart? You’ll have to read the book, I’m afraid. Things are not what they seem.
 
The Job releases October 8th and is the first story in a new series called Premiere Companions, which is set around the adventures of this particular elite escort
service…
 
 
Blurb:
 
Accepting money for sex is wrong—isn’t it? Alexandra Farrington certainly thinks so. The job she’s agreed to do for her friend is not supposed to involve any sex. However, no man spends this much money on a swish hotel suite and sinful lingerie, and not expect the horizontal shimmy in return.

And what sort of man employs escorts anyhow?

Nathanial Longton cannot believe his eyes when the door opens to reveal his companion for the evening. He has never forgotten the housekeeper’s daughter. The girl he grew up with has grown into a beautiful, sexy woman, and what’s more she’s all his for the night.

Alex and he have unfinished business and, with her at his mercy, it’s payback time.

If only this was just about sex, but Alexandra’s submission awakens much more than his inner Sadist….

Love is far harder to ignore.

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Story Excerpt:
“Staying then, sweetheart?” he asked.
Alex’s fingers itched to wipe that knowing smirk of his face.
“Get off on blackmailing women to do your bidding?” She flung the words at him, inwardly grimacing at the breathy quality of her voice. Her heart beat faster when he straightened up and walked toward her. His long limbed gait ate up the distance between them. Every instinct screamed at her to run away, but her limbs didn’t seem capable of following the demands of her rational brain. Besides where would she run to?
She was bought and paid for, after all. Alex would do anything to spare her frail mother any embarrassment. It’s why she had embellished her current work situation to her. Mum didn’t need to worry over her. Besides Alex was doing fine. She had a roof over her head and food in her belly, which was a lot more than some people had, so she couldn’t complain really.
“You have no idea what I get off on, Alex, but if you’re a good girl and do as you’re told, you might just find out.”
Oh, the infuriating male. His words served to escalate the flame of her arousal into a fever pitch, as he stopped so close to her that the heat off his body scorched her skin. It took every ounce of will power she possessed to not lean into his strength and warmth, to let him take away her worries. Now where had that thought come from, for fuck’s sake?
Alex jumped when Nathanial put his large hands on her shoulder. He slid them slowly upward until he framed her face and tilted her head up. The gentle pressure he used was strangely comforting.
“Breathe, Alex.”
Her pent up breath burst forth with such force that she ruffled the stylishly unruly dark lock of hair that fell over his forehead. His amber eyes crinkled up at the corners in seeming amusement.
“That’s better. You were in danger of passing out on me then, girl. As much fun as being the cause of that can be, I do need you sentient tonight. Later on, well, we’ll see…”
A shiver of apprehension crawled up her spine at his murmured voice, even as her breathing sped up, as all sorts of erotic scenarios bombarded her brain. Really, what was wrong with her? Think, dammit.
“I told you already, I won’t sleep with you, or are you going to blackmail me into that too?” Alex immediately regretted the words, when his brows drew together in a frown. His hold on her tightened imperceptibly, and she couldn’t bring herself to hold his gaze.
“I realize that you may not have the highest opinion of me after the way we parted back then, but—”
He stopped speaking when she couldn’t help her most unladylike snort of derision. Grasping
her chin, he forced her to look up at him. Alex wasn’t small, but even in her killer stilettos she was still a head shorter than him. It made her feel all sorts of dainty and feminine, which was definitely a new sensation. Her stomach churned anew at the disapproval that was edged in his features.
“Has no one told you it is rude to constantly interrupt? If you carry on like this, I’ll be forced to put you over my knee to teach you some manners, girl.” He smiled when her mouth fell open in surprise.
Alex automatically clenched her thighs together to stop the hot flood of arousal creaming her pussy at those mental images.
“You try anything like that, and I’ll have you up for an assault charge.” Her reply lost all of its intended sting thanks to her voice doing its best to imitate a breathy porn star, but dammit, could he read her mind or something?
Alex liked a little, or should that be a lot of kink in the bedroom. Someplace she was so not going with him.
“You have bought my escort services for the evening, Sir.” She meant that intonation as an insult, but the way his eyes flared in heated awareness and his breathing sped up, told her what she was beginning to suspect. Nathanial would indeed be more than capable of fulfilling her needs. That meant she couldn’t let him near her. He would break down her barriers and she was not prepared to risk her heart—not again.
So instead, she pushed him away. Alex breathed a sigh of relief when he let her go.
“But that’s all you’ve bought. You can’t force me to do anything sexual, and—”
“Dammit, Alex.” His frustrated growl and the way he ran a hand through his hair, as he started to pace the floor in front of her stopped her from saying the rest. She hugged her arms around herself and bit her lip instead.
When he eventually stopped in front of her again, he indeed looked ready to put her over his knee. She stopped breathing when he reached out to her, stopped halfway, and curled his hand into a fist, dropping it to his thigh instead.
“Do you really think that little of me?” he asked.
 Author bio
 
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places