To Know You

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Title: To Know You

Author: Jaye Peaches

Genre: Contemporary BDSM Romance

Published date: 13 July 2016

Tagline: Dominance isn’t always about love – until Gemma meets Jason.

Blurb:

What happens when a kink loving woman has to come to terms with a traumatic episode in her life? Can the broken submissive learn to trust again?

When Gemma Marshall resigns from a good job to work as a lowly intern in the heart of the City of London, immediately, the elusive company boss, Jason Lucas, seduces her.

Following a whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion, Jason’s need to dominate her re-awakens her terrifying nightmares and leads to revelations from both of them.  What Jason seeks is an enduring relationship which means Gemma, if she wishes to win his heart and soul, has to return to the extraordinary life she’d left behind.

Can Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the bedroom or will she finally turn her back on her natural desires?

Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover hunts her down, seeking retribution.

To Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey together. It is a complete story.  Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices, neither expect love in their relationship. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance.  The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.

(Previously published as Trust Me to Know You)

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Excerpt 1 (sexy)

I rested my back on the bed as he took off my stockings. He slowly rolled them down while snaking his finger behind. I giggled at the ticklish sensation. Sliding back up my torso, he leaned over me, placed his hands on either side of my head and pinned me down, not with his weight, but the intensity of his blue eyes. A little end of day stubble was visible on his chin.

I’m thirty-one years old, I’ve had plenty of girlfriends, lovers or whatever you want to call them,” Jason said. “I work hard. Play hard. Such a life doesn’t foster long term relationships, especially not conventional ones.” He traced his forefinger down my cheek, and the soft caress ignited me further.

What did all that mean? Was tonight just a one-night stand? I was too fired up to query his comment.

Sure, Jason,” I hadn’t said his name before then, now I relished the syllables—Jason Lucas.

He started with his lips, tongue, and fingers. They moved everywhere. Kneading, nibbling, squeezing, licking and oh my, kissing my neck. I touched his head and raked my fingers through his hair, enjoying the freedom to explore. His hair might be blond at the ends, but the roots were dark, particularly where the strands lay thickest and across his crown.

There is no bald patch, Gemma. If that’s what you’re looking for.”

I flinched and snatched my hands away.

He was grinning, reassuringly happy. “I’m not contagious you know,” he said pleasantly.

I returned to my own sensual exploration. The second time, his muscular shoulders and arms warranted my attention. He obviously worked out—his biceps bulged and his pectorals were gorgeously defined. Yet, he managed to stay lean and trim, especially his waistline. All this stunning physique, on show for me, had been hidden away behind his suits and shirts. What girl wouldn’t find him heart meltingly attractive and he was beneath my hands.

He snapped my bra cups down and teased my nipples with his teeth. I groaned as he sucked each one in turn—hard—before circling his tongue around the hard pebble. With no subtleness, he eased his hand down under the front of my knickers and beamed at his discovery. I sucked in a lungful of air as he poked his fingertip inside me.

You are one wet girl,” Jason laughed and with his nose following the contours of my body, he started to glide towards my juice soaked pussy, ready to investigate.

I giggled and attempted to shrug my shoulders. “Can’t think why!” I felt pumped with adrenaline.

Kneeling on the floor, without blinking, nor loss of fluidity of movement, he dragged my knickers off, and flicked them over his shoulder. I shrieked as he buried his head between my legs and fluttered his tongue at my swollen clitoris, lashing my exposed clitoris with his precise tongue. I wriggled and writhed, unable to hold still. He cupped my arse cheek and squeezed it, sending ripples of excitement across my butterfly filled belly. With a gasp, I let my surrender deepened.

Excerpt 2

I’d taken on a different persona, too—my sassy and self-assured one. She knew what she liked and had the experience to keep her advantage in the conversation. When it came to dictating my tastes, preferences and limits, he’d no say in the matter. As a good dominant he listened, questioned and acknowledged what he heard. Once all was agreed he was in charge and I would let him do as he wished. I created the a la carte menu—he would pick the dishes.

Had he liked my bolshie approach? He certainly smiled a great deal during the proceedings.

I’d told him no piercing, bloodletting nor electric play. Public humiliation was a no for me too. “I assume privacy is important to you, Jason,” I’d pointed out.

He’d smiled wryly. “Depends on your definition of public.”

Something told me I’d find out. I curled my feet up underneath my legs and we moved on.

Nettles?” He raised his eyebrows.

They make a nice soup I believe.” I tossed my hair over my shoulder.

He tapped the pen on the paper. “Ah, bloody, ah!”

I rolled my eyes. “Well, I admit, I sat on some for a few minutes, once upon a time.” I grimaced at the recollection.

And?”

It fucking hurt, what do you think, that’s what,” I paused. “I could try again.” I ventured with a little grin.

He smiled and marked the paper with a sweeping tick. “Good.”

Why the keenness?”

Very useful for training subs who like to masturbate without permission.” The smile turned into a smirk.

I will endeavour to avoid that then.”

The training or the masturbation?” He twirled the pen through his long fingers.

Both perhaps,” I teased.

Excerpt 3

Stand up and turn around.”

He snapped the handcuffs over my wrists and sliding his finger around the metal clasp, he checked they weren’t too tight. Taking my arm, he lowered me over his lap, so my head rested on the divan and my legs dangled on the other side.

I’m going to spank you, and then I’m going to tease you out for a while. We know each other well, but not with toys. I want you to enjoy the spanking and come for me. If the pain becomes too much I want you to tell me. We could try a one to ten scoring system to help you ease back into receiving pain if it helps you?”

I’m all right, sir. Erotic spankings I can manage.”

Oh my, I shut my eyes and waited.

His hand landed across my bottom right on the sit-spot and I jumped slightly. It smarted—a rude awakening from my spanking hiatus. After a few more smacks, he stroked my cheeks, making small circles to disperse the raw heat.

How’s that?” he asked.

About five, sir.”

Exactly where I want it.”

After Jason had repeated another set of spanks and rubs, he parted my legs and touched my folds. A multitude of goose bumps rose up in reply and I moaned. From the moment we entered the room, I wanted to come. Before he’d brought me in here, after our long discussion about sex toys, limits, scenes I’d experienced and bondage preferences, I was a desperate smoldering wreck of neediness running at full throttle.

You’re very responsive to my touch. I like this.”

Beneath my hips, his cock had risen and I felt the bulge. Jason was happy, oh yes!

He continued spanking me for several minutes. The blows weren’t excessively painful, on the contrary, the heated sensation was sensual and affecting. He accompanied the smacks with his teasing fingers, probing and massaging my tender parts. I started to build, heading towards the release my coiled body needed so badly. He inserted two fingers inside my drenched pussy and moved them in and out rhythmically.

I own this, Gemma. Your body belongs to me. When we aren’t together, I still own you, all of you. You’re mine.”

The words might have seemed harsh to a novice sub—controlling and demanding, but to me, they were enduringly seductive.

Excerpt 4

Are you going to fire me, sir?” I whispered, hoping to placate him quickly. “Punish me?” I didn’t want it. But there again, it worked. It moved things on. When done right, except, I still wasn’t sure if he understood how much trust I placed in his integrity.

Jason sighed, and perched on his desk. “No. The situation is under control. Managers have been slapped back into line. I’m not going to fire you. It’s obvious you didn’t intend to make mischief and I don’t think it would help your career. I want this, us, to work, which means I will punish you—I’m not going to fire your arse, like I warned you I would.” Gone were the unpleasant tones of an angry boss. Something else switched into play—husky, stern and bizarrely warming. It was exactly what I needed to hear.

Striding to the door, he bolted it, locking us in. “I want you to stand facing the wall, over there, nose against it while you compose yourself.”

I trembled, my heart pounding, as I carried out his instructions. I was strangely excited—punishment in an office was a fantasy of mine—except the fantasy was really happening. What was he going to do to me? Wedged in the corner, my legs wobbled.

Eventually, he issued his next command. “Drop your skirt and knickers off.”

Inhaling deeply, I shuffled out of my skirt and slipped out of my knickers, leaving behind my stockings and high heels. I picked the clothes up and laid them on one of the chairs.

Jason selected a chair and moved it away from the conference table. Sitting on it, he waved me over with his forefinger, while with the other hand he undid his tie and pulled it out from under his collar. With a flick of his wrist, he loosened the top button.

Turn around,” he instructed, and he used his necktie to bind my wrists. Holding my arm by the elbow, he lowered me across his lap, then hooked his leg over and trapped my thighs. He pressed down on the small of my back with the flat of his hand.

I’m going spank you, Gemma, hard. This is a punishment,” a soft yet stern tone, “Why am I punishing you?”

Because I was indiscreet, Sir,” I murmured. Underneath his hand, he must have been able to feel my racing heartbeats.

I closed my eyes and waited. The smack swept across both cheeks. He’d kept his palm rigid and flat, swiping up from right to left. Pain radiated out immediately and I gasped. While I gritted my teeth, more swipes followed. I hung my head and attempted to concentrate on processing the pain.

Author Bio:

I’m an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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Q&A

So first, of course, the obvious question. How did you become a writer?

By accident more than design. I’ve always enjoyed writing since a young child. I filled exercise books with stories and diaries, so when my previous job ended six years ago, I had more time to take my hobby further. By then, I’d already penned a few spanking stories, and had ideas for more. My secret life as a kinky writer as Jaye Peaches wasn’t realised until I’d drafted nine books. To Know You was the first of these and this new version has been especially re-edited to celebrate my third year as an author.

Tell me about your latest release.

I wanted to combine the escapism of wealth – the playground for writing fantasies without boundaries – with the real-life world of domination and submission. The heroine, Gemma, isn’t a novice submissive with little experience, nor is she interested in romance. I didn’t want to write about the awakenings of virgin submissive who stumbles upon kink through a romantic relationship, instead I wanted to drop the reader straight into her life as a kink-loving individual who is independent and determined. The premise of the story is that she had a terrible experience and can’t believe she will ever be another dominant’s submissive. Jason, the aloof businessman, is at heart a caring man who initially wants to re-kindle what she has lost, only to find he needs more than her submission. The book isn’t simply about a submissive’s journey, but a dominant’s too. He has to adapt his dominance to meet her needs.

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Letting go of the characters. In the end, I didn’t. I wrote an ending, a conclusion to the story that leaves the reader satisfied, then continued to write more about the couple. I enjoyed watching – or should that be imagining – how they developed and ensuring I remained true to their story.

Are you like any of your heroines?

Some have interests I share – Gemma is an artist, and I love to draw. In another book, Perfect Notes, I describe the relationship between to musicians. I’m also a musician. As for the kink? I prefer to keep my private life, private.

How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?

I’ve published twenty books, and written more. Most involve spanking, either as part of a domestic relationship or in the context of BDSM. Those books that don’t contain spanking are D/s romances and involve some degree of kinkery, usually bondage.

When did you first consider yourself a writer?

I never know if I should tell people I’m a writer or an author. To me, anyone can be a writer, if they take pleasure in using words and communicating ideas or fantasies. As a published author, probably this year was the first I consider myself a professional writer. I finally bought a web domain and had to register myself as a tax payer! That makes it feel more real.

What are your current projects?

I’ve a paranormal Highland spanking romance that is in its final stages. I’ve taken two minor characters from a previous book and developed their own story. I’ve recently started work on another Sci-Fi spanking book and have contemporary paranormal story that is lurking in the background. I also have entirely vanilla projects constantly on the go.

You were just given a yacht. What would you name it?

It would have to be Sublime, because it’s the name of the luxury yacht in one of my books – Sublime Trust.

About cariadbooksblog

Hi Everyone! My name is Heidi and I hail from the beautiful city of Cardiff. When I’m not lost in a book you can find me crafting. I make cards, blankets,Jewellery and just about anything else. I’m also a total film junkie, too. I love romances (obviously!), comedies and Disney films. My true passion in life, though? Reading. I love the way you can pick a book up and get immersed in it. While I read romance of all types, I especially enjoy menage and paranormal. I’m planning to blog most days of the week. It might be a cover reveal for an upcoming release I’m excited about or teasers. You’re most likely to find a review. Authors, if you’d like me to review your book, be sure to contact me!
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