Casey McKay’s sexy, new BDSM- Bound

My good friend, Casey McKay is visiting today with an excerpt from her new BDSM, Bound. Her blog has also been nominated for “best creative spanking blog” 2015. If you get a chance, stop by and vote. 🙂  Here she is!

Hi Kate, thanks for having me over today! I have an excerpt to share from the very beginning of my new book, Bound. Melissa and Martin have been together for about ten years and even though he is the owner of an exclusive BDSM club, Melissa still feels like something is lacking from their sex life. She’s come to bed and tried to cajole Martin into taking some action.

 

 

Knowing he was awake, Melissa pressed on. Hoisting her leg up onto his hip, she slid her hand down over his chest.

“Melissa, I’m sleeping.” His voice was gruff and grumpy and still she persisted.

They had fought today. A rare occasion for them. And it hadn’t been a tiny argument, it had been a big, ugly thing. Issues came to light. She feared things had changed. They’d made up, they were back on even ground. But something wasn’t right. Melissa felt it in her gut. She couldn’t let it go. Even after magnificent make-up sex, she still felt amiss. Martin had fallen asleep. She had gone downstairs and puttered around for a few hours. She had read, watched TV, and even looked up a few recipes she had thought about experimenting with. She’d tried to quiet her mind, but nothing had helped.

“You’re not sleeping,” she countered. If he were sleeping, would his cock be hard? she thought as her hand grasped him.

Martin rolled toward her, forcing her to her back. He turned, pushing himself onto an elbow and looking down at her. “We have a big day tomorrow, you need to get some rest.”

“I know what I need, and it isn’t rest.” Sliding her legs open, she gave him a seductive look. Their post argument lovemaking had been just that, lovemaking. She needed him to pound the shit out of her. She needed it rough and she needed it hard. And she needed it yesterday. Otherwise, the thoughts in her head wouldn’t quit. She hated that she needed this and she hated asking. It made her feel vulnerable and weak. It opened her up for ridicule.

Martin looked down at her, but judgment seemed to be the furthest thing from his mind. A look of concern crossed his features as he blinked out of his foggy haze. “I’m telling you it’s time to sleep.”

“I can’t.” It was a plea, the closest thing to a whine that would ever cross her lips.

“So you’re disobeying me?” His face darkened.

She almost argued with him, her chest tightening that he was disappointed with her. She wasn’t disobeying him, but she couldn’t make herself fall asleep. Then she realized why he was asking. “Yes,” she agreed.

“Hands,” he barked.

Melissa stretched her arms over her head and wrapped her hands around the wrought iron headboard. Martin secured her wrists in the handcuffs that permanently hung there. Something was already slipping into place, making her feel calm and he’d barely touched her. She was already nude, having shucked her clothes before attempting to seduce him. He rose from the bed, just a pair of boxer briefs clinging to his body.

Martin opened the closet door and rustled around before coming back to her. “Up.” He motioned for her to lift her legs in the air as he doubled over his belt.

She barely held back a groan. He could have at least left her hands free if he was going to force her to hold her legs up. But she had asked for this, beggars couldn’t be choosers. She promised herself she’d skip yoga in the morning, her core would be getting a workout tonight.

“Keep them up, or you’ll get extra,” he warned.

Bastard. He already knew she’d never be able to keep them raised the whole time. He did this on purpose. She wanted to call him names, but at the same time liquid gushed between her thighs. He knew exactly what she needed. And that was the very thing that was keeping her awake. “Yes, Master,” she murmured when he seemed to be waiting for a response.

His lips tilted up in the slightest of smirks, then he raised the belt and cracked it down across her ass.

 

Blurb:

Melissa’s longtime boyfriend, Martin, is taking her on the trip of a lifetime. It might be just what they need since she has felt a disconnect with him lately. But her overactive mind convinces her that he’s planned the trip for the sole purpose of dumping her… until he brings up the subject of marriage again.

Martin doesn’t know how else to convince Melissa that they are destined to be together forever. He’s left his exclusive BDSM club in the hands of a capable friend and whisked her away to a private island. He can’t figure out why she revels in physical bonds, but balks at the bonds of marriage. It’s not a challenge the seasoned Dom in him is ready to back down from.

When secrets from Melissa’s past threaten to come to light and her well-being and safety are put at risk, can Martin protect the woman his world revolves around? Or will he end up losing everything that matters to him?

 

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