[Siren Allure: Erotic Alternative Romance, F/F, with M/F, heavy consensual BDSM, pegging involving secondary characters, spanking, whipping, sex toys, HEA]
Is cybersex cheating real? Marly Winters thinks it's nothing a little BDSM can't cure. Those naughty boys will wish they never touched a mouse. Marly can whip couples back between each other's arms and legs. Or simply nail his cheating balls to the wall. Either way, bad boys beware.
Her detective agency hunts down cheating partners, delivering not only evidence, but a remedy for what ails these couples—hot, sexual abandon. Her role as sex vigilante causes a brush with the law, though. She's crafty, but can she get her ass out of that sling?
Despite her tough shell, Marly unexpectedly finds love amidst the whips and chains. She really wants love, yet our heroine has loads of heartache to heal. Which one will help lick her wounds? Sweet younger Katie Downs softens her spirit. Quirky, lovable Jock McMaster literally knocks her off her feet. Can either one tame our excitable girl?
Note: This book contains excessive violence.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Okay, details then,” he said as he sat on the sofa, stretching his long legs before him. “And don’t tell me to wait for the book, or I’ll start slapping you around.” Marly laughed out loud as she typed her chat response. Then she looked at Dan over the top of Ace’s computer screen.
“Jesus, don’t I get any privacy around here?” she asked with a slight grin. Dan shook his head quickly.
“Um no, you lost all rights to privacy when you told me you tied that guy up. Scary as it sounds, I’m the only responsible adult in your life now. Tell me everything.” Marly exhaled dramatically as she shook her head.
“Well, there’s client confidentiality you know,” she said as she typed again. Her eyes widened at her client’s husband’s response to her last question.
“Bite me,” commented Dan dryly. She chuckled as she stared at the computer screen.
“Christ, another guy that just wants to be tied up by his wife. What’s up with all these women?” Marly asked as she typed.
Dan chuckled as he stroked Lorelei. “I hear ya. Didn’t they discuss sex before they got married? A fetish doesn’t just go away. Now Tim and I, on the other hand, discussed all of our fetishes in detail from the very beginning,” he said. Marly looked up at him quickly.
“Eh, eh, eh, stop right there! You’re still my uncle,” she muttered. Dan chuckled as her attention was drawn back to her chat conversation with Eddie. She typed her response a bit harder than she intended, her lips pursed. “This guy just informed me that he sneaks women into his house when his wife goes to her exercise class. What a fucking asshole.” Dan stroked Lorelei as he gazed at her.
“Why do you do it, Mar? I mean I know the money’s good, but you get so aggravated sometimes,” he said. Marly glanced up at him.
“I do it because I’m actually helping some of these bozos. To date I’ve had seven marriage-repair trysts. It’s no guarantee they won’t have problems in the future, but at least I did something,” she responded.
“You charge extra for the trysts?” he asked. Marly shook her head. “Nah, I make enough from the detective part to get by. I don’t return the little bonuses I find in my PayPal account though. I’m not totally stupid,” she said. Dan tossed a catnip mouse at her. It bounced off her shoulder.
“You’re not stupid at all,” he snapped. She looked at him and arched her eyebrow.
“No? Then why’d it take me so long to realize Chris was fucking around?” she asked.
“Maybe you just didn’t wanna see it,” Dan responded. “I know it’s personal, but how come you two never went to counseling?”
“We were past the point of intervention,” she stated matter-of-factly. “He already cheated, more than once. Besides he’s obviously way more into guys.”
She abruptly ended her chat with Eddie, having gathered enough pertinent details of his past affairs for his wife. The next step was to copy and paste all of their chats and e-mail them to his wife along with referrals to several good marriage counselors in her area. There would be no suggestion of a marriage-repair tryst. This guy already cheated. It was out of her hands. She turned her attention to Dan.
“Hey, let’s make some daiquiris. Then I’ll tell you all about some of the trysts—dirty details and all,” she said with a grin. Dan nodded his head as he stroked Lorelei. She really looked at Dan. His red hair was peppered with gray. It glowed in the warm afternoon sunlight, which streamed through the window. He looked just like her dad.
He shook his head as he gazed at her. “Tied him up…Damn, I chuckle every time I try to picture it. You take after your uncle,” he said with a laugh. Marly rose from her desk and stretched as she yawned. Then she pointed at him.
“Nuh-uh, I told you. I don’t want to hear it,” she said with a chuckle. Dan grinned.
“Well maybe I’ll just have to write my own book. I could call it Uncle Dan Disciplines or something like that.”
Marly nodded. “Go for it. Just don’t expect me to read it,” she said dryly. Dan smacked her bottom playfully as he followed her into the kitchen. Marly began pulling the ingredients out of the fridge. Dan knew where the liquor was kept, so he snatched it from beneath the sink. He poured liberal amounts in the blender carafe, looked at her, and then poured in more.
“I’m getting you nice and liquored up. I want you to tell me everything,” he said dramatically
“Oh god yes,” Marly panted as she pinned Katie against the wall and ground into her. Both of them had to restrain themselves the entire half-mile walk back from the mall. They had barely made it up the elevator and into her dark apartment.
“I’m so fucking wet,” Katie whispered, nibbling Marly’s neck. When she licked the length of her throat, Marly moaned, unable to remember the last time she was that sexually excited.
“Me, too,” she panted, her mouth finding Katie’s again in the darkness. When their lips parted Marly whispered in her ear, “I wanna fuck you.”
“Do it,” Katie responded quickly. Marly backed away from her slightly, her hand caressing one of Katie’s breasts. Her eyes had acclimated to the dark, so she could just barely make out Katie’s face.
“Do you have anything so we can, ya know…have sex?” Marly whispered, feeling like a teenager at her inability to say the word dildo.
“Have anything? Like what?” Katie asked, quizzical. Marly bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling totally embarrassed.
“Um like a dildo,” she whispered.
Katie giggled. “Why would I have that?”
Marly shrugged her shoulders. “I figured that California gay women have all sorts of toys,” she whispered.
Katie smacked her shoulder playfully.
“What, it’s not true?” Marly asked with a laugh. Katie found Marly’s lips as she pressed her body against her. They made soft humping motions as they kissed. Marly ran her fingers through Katie’s long hair with one hand as she pulled down her tank top with the other. Her excitement grew when she realized that Katie wasn’t wearing a bra. She enveloped one perky breast in her hot mouth, loving that it was exactly a mouthful. Katie groaned as Marly sucked her tits more firmly. After a moment Marly lifted her head.
“How about pot? You must have that,” she whispered. Katie laughed out loud at her words.
“My god, Marly, you crack me up!” she replied with a huge smile. “But yeah, I do have toys. And pot. I was just teasing you. It’s all in my bedroom.”
Katie giggled, grasped a handful of Marly’s shirt, and pulled her to a room off to the side. There was a streetlight across the street, which illuminated the room just enough to not require additional lighting. As soon as they entered Marly pushed Katie gently onto the bed, lowered herself on top of her, and resumed her breast sucking.
“I love your tits,” Marly whispered in between her adoration.
“They’re too small,” she responded. Marly shook her head and gazed up at Katie, a nipple in her mouth. After one long suckle she spoke.
“They’re perfect,” she whispered, truly meaning it. Katie’s entire body felt so very good. The word that came to mind was sleek. Marly got lost in the removing of her new lover’s clothing and the lavishing of each body part revealed. It didn’t take very long considering she was only wearing running shorts and a tank top. Once Katie was fully naked, Marly made quite sure that no part of her was left unkissed. Both of them were breathing heavily.
“You make me feel so good,” whispered Katie as she fumbled with Marly’s jeans. Marly helped her out, shrugging them off her hips quickly. As she stepped out of them she gazed down at Katie.
“Your toys. Get one,” she whispered. Katie reached out to push Marly’s panties out of the way, but Marly grasped her wrist. “You can do that later. Right now I have to fuck you.”