Friday, September 26, 2014

Aaron's Jewel, #BDSM #EroticRomance Intensely Hot and Sexy

Aaron's Jewel -- Cris Anson

Please welcome author Cris Anson to The Lusty View. I can't wait to read Cris Anson's newest release. I know the amount of 'research' and heart that goes into Cris' books. She's an amazing writer and has an wonderful way with words. If you haven't read her books, you really need to pick one up. You will not be disappointed. Aaron's Jewel is a great one to try.

Aaron's Jewel by Cris Anson
Available at Ellora's Cave on Sept. 26 and soon at other retailers.
http://www.ellorascave.com/aaron-s-jewel.html 

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BLURB: Finding a position as corporate legal counsel in one’s middle-50s after being downsized sucks, so Aaron haunts his local dungeon to soothe his frustration. Feeling squeezed by work and family obligations, ghost writer Julia turns up at the same dungeon to do “research” for her current assignment.
The moment they meet, the dominant in Aaron recognizes the submissive in Julia.
He peels away the layers of her shyness along with her clothes. He gets her—his Jewel—naked and writhing against the cross and over the spanking bench. And she revels in his dominance and tutelage, discovering her wanton self whether tied to a bed in private or blindfolded and the target of many hands in public.
But real life isn’t all adult fun and games. Not when grown children, parents, careers and aging bodies conspire to challenge their burgeoning relationship.

Excerpt from AARON’S JEWEL
By Cris Anson ©2014

Withdrawing her hand, she bit the inside of her cheek, debating whether to tell him. But he’d opened up to her, she could do no less. “Mine left me for a Hooters waitress. My daughters now have a half-brother who’s more like a son to them. We’re all civil, most of the time.”

“A Hooters waitress.” Aaron gave her a stare with those black-brown eyes that made a tantalizing shiver dance down her spine. “He must be a real stupid son of a bitch.”

Her mouth curved upward. “How nice of you to say that.”

“Julia, I mean it. You really are a jewel. Classy, intelligent, easy to talk to, very attractive and, if I may be a little bit of a macho chauvinist pig, you have a killer body.”

Speechless. What should she say to that? She knew she’d added more than a few pounds since her twenties, knew that the evidence of child-bearing showed in her sagging breasts, her pooch of a belly with its stretch marks, but she wasn’t about to demur—he’d likely feel she was fishing for more compliments.

He leaned forward across the booth, the last few pieces of their tomato pie forgotten. “Tell me what you like about BDSM.”

She blinked. Wow, what a change of subject. It made her heart rate speed up.

“You don’t need to be afraid of me, Jewel. I’ll give you the names of a dozen people who are members of North City Power Exchange and ask you to check me out. You’ll find I’m a serious practitioner who believes in safe, sane and consensual. I’m clean, I get tested every year. Not that I ever play with questionable partners; I do it to put my partners’ minds to rest. I would like to learn all about you, what you want, how you react. I want to see you naked, want to feel my hands on your skin. I want to hear your moans, I want to watch your face when I make you come.”

She still couldn’t speak. Nor could she deny the effect his words had on her psyche.

“Julia. I’ll repeat this only once. Tell me what you like about BDSM.”

The tone of his voice, not loud but forceful nonetheless, broke her mental logjam. That was a Dominant talking. Taking a deep breath, she thought, Sink-or-swim time.

“I like the idea of not being in charge, of forced seduction, of being taken and done to while I’m helpless to fight back. But in my fantasies everyone does what I want without me telling them, and everything is for my pleasure and mine alone. Even the blowjobs where I’m held down and not in charge, they’re at my pace, even though it seems like they’re directing the scene. The tying up, the flogging, the double penetration or whatever configurations I’ve encountered in my reading, the teasing, the withholding of orgasm, they’d be done to me without my volition but with me and my pleasure as everyone’s focus.”

She was surprised at how easily the words came out of her mouth, yet she was more than a little skeptical that she’d ever encounter just such a scenario. “But I know that’s an impossibility because no one can read someone else’s mind. And no one is that altruistic to focus strictly on my pleasure.”

“Jewel, you’d be surprised at how much of forced seduction is exactly what you just posited. When partners are attuned to each other, when they know each other’s darkest desires, when they trust each other implicitly, they will be able to read inarticulate sounds and involuntary body language, pick up on nuances, spoken or unspoken. Your dream can come true.

“And, to address the last part,” he continued, his voice lowering to a purr, “it’s not altruism, but you’d also be surprised at how much pleasure the giver receives when perpetrating these deeds. The feedback we get, watching how we make someone come, is a high in itself.”

Falling, she was falling into his eyes, those Svengali black-brown eyes that saw deep inside her now she’d opened the door to her soul. She could almost believe him, believe that he could touch every hidden part of her.

And she was surprised to realize that she wanted him to do just that, touch her, take her, fulfill her. This would be no rebound affair. She’d been divorced too long for that, had become resigned to the fact that she was probably over the hill as far as the dating pool went. But this man, this dominant man with gray-streaked hair and lived-in face, who like her had adult children with problems, might just be the answer to her fantasies. She needed to discover for herself.

“Show me,” she whispered.


Bio of Cris Anson

Cris Anson writes erotic romance because she firmly believes that life doesn't stop at the bedroom door. She also feels you're never too old to give or receive love; many of her stories have older heroines who dazzle younger men. For the past few years she’s been immersing herself in research into BDSM. Her newer works delve deeply into the lifestyle. Aaron’s Jewel is her 15th release for Ellora’s Cave.

Contact Cris at   cris@crisanson.com
Website   www.crisanson.com


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2 comments:

Cris Anson said...

Hi, Kathy, a day late and a dollar short, but let me thank you for hosting me on your terrific blog. I loved writing Aaron's Jewel and I hope your readers enjoy the excerpt.

Kathy Kulig said...

I'm looking forward to reading this as I'm am of all your books. Can't wait to add it to my Nook! Congrats on the new release! :)