Sunday, July 2, 2017

Elephants and Ever-Afters by Suzy Shearer-He Is Supposed To Concentrate Despite Her Distraction #BDSM #RomanceNovel #Domme

For plus-sized Laura, 55, sex means she’s in charge, she just needs to find a man who’ll accept that. When she meets the sexy-looking Tobias Duncan she thinks he’s a bull elephant charging everywhere but all the same he strikes a chord deep inside her. 





(Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, M/F, HEA)

BLURB

It’s like a clash of wills when Tobias Duncan, 57, meets Laura Keell, 55 but neither can forget the impact each had on the other. To Laura, Tobias is just like a charging bull elephant, but he still presses every button. For Tobias, Laura is everything he’s ever dreamed of.

Tobias tries everything he can to find out where Laura lives, he just can’t forget this beautiful plus-sized woman. Both try to forget, but when a chance meeting with a friend of Tobias means he can see Laura again he jumps at the chance. But there is a problem that neither share.

Tobias wants a woman who dictates the terms during sex. And Laura? Laura loves to be in charge. They drop hints over a few weeks until a rather interesting event sees Laura confess. Their romance goes from casual to sizzling almost overnight. Nothing can come between them as their love grows—that is until a tragedy strikes.

Will death separate these soulmates?


STORY EXCERPT:  

Laura reread the letter for what had to be the fiftieth time, and she still had trouble understanding it. She’d always believed her father had died just before her birth, yet this letter from a solicitor in Sydney told her different. It said she was the sole beneficiary to her late father’s estate, and that he had died just three weeks ago. It just made no sense.

Whenever she’d asked about her father while growing up, her mother would only say he had died before she was born. She never gave Laura any other information. When she was older and pressed her mother for more details, she would clam up and angrily tell Laura there was nothing more to tell. She’d always seemed distant to Laura, she thought she loved her, but she was cold and rarely laughed, certainly not a loving affectionate mother.

Then her mother, Judy, had died less than twelve months ago, when Laura was fifty-four. Judy was eighty-six and died from a heart attack. It was then Laura discovered her mother’s birth certificate. She’d always assumed her parents had married, but obviously they hadn’t, because it showed she had been born, and died, a Keell.

Among the other papers she found her own birth certificate. Its discovery rocked her to the core. The birth certificate had the name Stuart McClain in the section for father’s name, but more upsetting was the name for her mother—Elizabeth Regis. All she could feel was betrayal. Digging deeper into the box of papers, she discovered her adoption certificate.

Who were Elizabeth and Stuart? Why had her adopted mother never told her? Was her life just some web of lies? Was that the reason for her mother’s coldness?

Laura stared out the window of the train and shook her head. Some days she felt as if life had treated her callously.

She’d never married. Years ago, she’d been engaged, and she’d believed she loved Colin with a passion. Then, much to her adopted mother’s displeasure, at twenty-six, she’d sold her tiny flat and moved in with him. Judy had never liked Colin and showed it. But she and Colin had lived happily together for three years, making plans for their future. They talked about having children, and because Laura was twenty-nine, decided not to wait any longer before starting a family. Planning for their wedding and trying to get pregnant almost consumed Laura, but Colin was always there for her. But sadly, no matter how they tried, Laura just didn’t get pregnant. Twelve months later, just five weeks before her wedding, they got devastating news—Laura couldn’t have children.

A specialist talked them both through the medical side of things and reassured them both that nothing would prevent them from adopting. He’d told them both that IVF wasn’t really an option because of Laura’s medical history. She’d had a botched surgery for severe Endometriosis when in her late teens. At the time, neither her doctor nor her mother had mentioned freezing her eggs for later use. Now it was too late. Then thirty-two, Laura felt her world cave in. But the worst was yet to come.

Colin couldn’t accept they would have no natural children together and called off the wedding. Two weeks later, he’d moved out, telling Laura she could stay in the flat for three months and then he would sell it.

Laura had very little money left from when she’d sold her own flat. She’d had to pay off her mortgage, and what was left was nowhere near enough for a deposit to buy another. Anyway, those savings had been eaten away at over the past few years. Her share from the sale of the joint flat was a pittance. Instead, she moved back with her mother into the flat Judy rented until Laura could save enough to buy another place. It took five years of working before she finally had enough money to move out again.

This time she bought a small unit, two bedrooms and a kitchen-dining room with a tiny bathroom, within walking distance of her job. Since then, her life consisted of working and trying to make ends meet. She worked as a bookkeeper for a large firm, and had worked her way up to become the senior bookkeeper. There were several accountants in the company and she became their chief assistant. The next few years had been easier as her pay increased. Unfortunately, about five years ago, things at work became stressful. The company employed a new man as her direct boss and head accountant. He was a tyrant who disliked her passionately. Actually, he didn’t like any working women and, on top of that, he always made mistakes that he blamed on her or the other bookkeepers. She’d taken to double checking the work and fixing his errors rather than face his wrath.

Then when her adopted mother died, she inherited her meagre savings, which allowed Laura to pay off the mortgage.

Now out of the blue she discovered the man who she’d always believed dead had left her his estate. Travelling into the city, Laura wondered how he knew about her and what the inheritance would mean.

Would it change her life, her future?

Probably not, callously she just hoped it would be a few dollars, enough to ensure her retirement wouldn’t be too much of a struggle.

The train finally pulled into Central railway station. Laura pulled her warm black jacket over her cream top, slung her tote over her shoulder, and stepped from the train. After getting a taxi from the station to drop her outside a large building in the centre of Sydney’s business district, Laura checked the tenants’ board, confirming the solicitors she needed were on the third floor. Rather than use the lifts trying to get some exercise, Laura opened the exit door and began climbing the stairs to the third floor, her heart pounding in wonder what the meeting would mean for her.

As she reached the third floor and went to open the door with her left hand, it was suddenly slammed open, knocking her backward. Somehow, she managed to grab the doorknob as she fell, saving her from a dangerous tumble down the long steep flight of stairs.

© Suzy Shearer 2017


ADULT EXCERPT:

“I think you should paint my toenails.”

Tobias felt surprised. He was expecting her to ask him to go out somewhere.

“If that’s what my lady desires.”

“She does.”

She wriggled from his embrace and told him to go sit on the lounge while she went to get some polish. A few minutes later she was back.

“I think you need to sit on the ottoman so I can put my foot on your knee.”

“Okay.”

She gave him the nail polish. Tobias stood and pulled the ottoman to the front of the chair Laura was standing in front of, he went to sit but Laura held out a hand.

“Wait. Before you sit down, you have to take off all your clothes.”

He laughed.

“Everything?”

“Oh yes,” she said smugly nodding her head up and down a few times.

He put the polish down with a grin and took off his shoes and socks, then stripped off. He hoped Laura didn’t mind seeing his dick erect because as soon as he’d arrived it had started getting hard, and when she’d told him to strip, it went the whole hog. He looked at her, as she licked her lips and looked at his cock.

“Mm, very nice. Sit down.”

He sat, picking up the polish. It felt strange to be naked with a roaring erection, but then Laura swept off her dress and stood before him wearing a lacy beige bra and tiny matching panties. He couldn’t help but groan loudly, all those beautiful curves partly covered with just a few wisps of lace.

“Oh, God Laura, you’re killing me.”

She just gave him a smirk and sat down. Lifting one foot, she dropped it onto his leg.

“Paint.”

With shaking hands, he opened the bottle and took her foot in one hand. Clumsily, he began to apply the colour—bright red—to her nails. He looked over at her. She’d laid her head back against the back of the chair, eyes closed and was rubbing one hand up and down slowly from her neck to her belly button.

Shit!

His hands shook so much, the paint was going to end up everywhere but on her toenails. He dropped his eyes back to her foot.

“Toby,” her voice was slow, sensual as he looked up entranced with her.

She had one hand between her breast and the lacy fabric of her bra, the other was sliding down toward the hidden nest between her legs. He gulped.

“Paint them nicely. I don’t want them messy.”

He couldn’t answer as he watched that hand dip between her panties and skin. He just nodded, but couldn’t take his eyes off her. She lifted her other leg and put her foot on the cushioned seat.

“Paint,” she ordered again.

Somehow Tobias tore his eyes away from the vision in front of him and managed to dab paint on another two nails. He heard a soft sigh and risked a glance. He couldn’t help the moan that escaped. Laura was rubbing her clit, she’d use one hand to move the crotch of her panties aside and he could see her fingers rubbing, could see the glistening cream gathering on her fingers.

Fuck! How can I paint her bloody nails when she’s fucking herself in front of me?

“Ah, this feels so nice, Toby.”

She lifted her fingers, her juices coating them, leaned forward and held them out to him.

“Lick them clean for me.”

He drew one, then two, then three into his mouth, using his tongue to lick them. She left them in his mouth a moment then pulled them free and glanced down at her foot.

“Tsk, tsk. Not finished yet? I can’t understand why.”

She leaned forward and unclasped her bra, letting it slide down her arms then dropping to the side of the chair. She put a hand under each full breast and pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

“Finish my toes.”

Somehow Toby managed to complete his task. His erection was so painful and he tried to keep his eyes off Laura, but he was fighting a losing battle. He rubbed his hand up her leg and let her put her foot on the ground.

“Ready for the other foot?”

“Yes.” He gulped.

She stood and slid off the panties, then sat again. She put the other foot on the ottoman and draped the panties over it.

“Feel how wet they are.”

Tobias picked them up. They were soaking and he wondered how long she could keep this up. He was in agony in more ways than one.

“Now paint, my dearest Toby.”

He nodded, unable to speak. Dropping his head, he tried hard to concentrate on her foot but her little moans and groans distracted him. Finally, he reached the last toe and risked a glance. She was rubbing a finger up and down her soaking slit while she tweaked and pulled at one nipple.

My God she’s a tease!

She knew exactly how to push his buttons, how to keep him on the edge of heaven.

He quickly finished the toe then screwed the cap onto the bottle. He looked at Laura, her eyes were laughing and she had the sexiest look on her face. Lying there naked, her nipples erect. Her tasty juices glistening on the top of her legs. What will she ask for next?

“All finished?”

He nodded. She lifted her leg and looked critically at her toes. Tobias could only groan at the sight of her gleaming wet cunt as she dropped her foot to lay on his shoulder, her other leg spread wide. He could smell her. Smell the delicious aroma of her arousal and he felt his cock jerk in response.

“Tell me, Toby, do you like what you see?”

© Suzy Shearer 2017

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Elephants and Ever-Afters is book 5 in the Dark Desires series. 

This series is about the secret cravings we have, the things that go on behind closed doors. Those dark desires we harbour and crave but sometimes afraid to ask for.

Each book in the series is a stand-alone so the books can be read in any order.





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Email her at: suzyshearer@optusnet.com.au


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BIO:



Best-selling and Award winning author Suzy Shearer writes contemporary and paranormal erotic romances filled with mature and interesting characters. Her books have consistently reached her publisher's Best Seller list with several reaching # 1.  Her book Build A Love was runner-up in the Ménage category in the Easy Chair Bookshop's Fiction competition 2015 and A Hunter's Heart was runner-up in the Series Category.

Single, Suzy lives in the Western Suburbs of Sydney Australia with one very spoilt dog and two equally spoilt cats keeping her company.

She is a Buddhist, an Author, an Artist, a computer nerd and a voracious reader. Suzy has a penchant for crazy coloured hair - pinks, purples blues even rainbowed.... it changes every month - oh yes, also a penchant for tattoos!

Her books always feature older heroes and heroines; ranging from mid-40s to 60s. The heroines are usually confident plus-sized women who are proud of their curves. Suzy feels it's important for readers to connect.

When she discovered many romance books seemed to cater for younger readers with their heroines and heroes in the 20s she decided to write about characters who were older but maybe not always wiser.  As she is in her 60s Suzy feels she can relate to her characters desires, fears and hopes and hopes her readers can as well.

Suzy also wants her readers to understand just because people are older doesn't mean they aren't intriguing, desirable, open to challenges and willing to experiment. Sexy isn't just for the under 30s.
When Suzy is not writing, she is usually painting - an accomplished watercolour Artist her subjects range from portraits and animals to nudes and landscapes.

Check out her artwork at: http://sooziiiart.blogspot.com/



E-BOOKS OUT NOW 

The Club series
The Club: Bound
The Club 2: Uncollared
The Club 3: Waxed
The Club 4: Displayed
The Club 5: Submit
The Club 6: Unmasked

The Hunters series
A Hunter's Heart - Book 1
A Hunter’s Choice - Book 2
A Hunter’s Challenge - Book 3

Dark Desires series 
(each book is a standalone)
Whipped Delights
Craving Her Master
Melting Her Dom’s Heart
An Artist’s Kiss
Elephants and Ever-Afters

Single Titles
Daemons Are Forever
Build a Love
Perfect Three  


PAPERBACKS OUT NOW
Vol 1 - The Club (Bound and Uncollared)
Vol 2 – The Club (Waxed and Displayed)
Vol 3 – The Club (Submit and Unmasked)
A Hunter’s Heart
A Hunter’s Choice
A Hunter’s Challenge
Perfect Three
Daemons Are Forever
Build A Love
Whipped Delights
Craving Her Master
Melting Her Dom’s Heart
An Artist’s Kiss



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