The Pit and the Passion

She held her gaze steady, mainly so she could delve deep, deep into those chocolate eyes. Together with his sharp, angular nose and intense, almost predatory, expression, he reminded her of a peregrine falcon on the hunt.

The Pit & the Passion

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Master Dragon is On the Road with Secret Cravings

Please welcome Gray Dixon and her latest release from Secret Cravings, Master Dragon. Today she's offering a PG excerpt.

For thirty-five years, Brock Dragon has been single, but for good reason. Working at Club Tabu, Knight Enterprises, attending college and taking care of his family, he just didn’t have time to meet the right woman and fall in love. That is, until the little spitfire with short hair and the curves of a real woman steals his breath away.

When Karlie Larson returns home to Dallas, Texas, as a Doctor of Aero-Astro Physics, she never planned to explore her sexuality at Club Tabu with the urging of her cousin. She quickly realizes the stranger with the dragon tattoo can give her what she has only fantasized about.

Can one look, one kiss, one whisper from the dangerous Bad Boy of the Big D turn into Mr. Right and give Karlie a first time she’ll never forget, shaking the very foundation of her well-ordered world?

Master Dragon
302 pp., four flames (Erotic, BDSM)

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Okay, a minute longer and she would’ve lost all control. The Dragon Man totally unhinged her confidence. Would he want to be with her when he finished whatever he had to do? Or, was she pretty much on her own? Dayum! She wanted him, and how strange was that? Sure, it was a losing proposition to think she wouldn’t see him later, but she could hope. When he put his hand on her back and led her to the couch, she nearly came unglued and collapsed on the floor. How she made it the fifteen or so feet before doing so amazed her.

Something about the man’s voice, the way he carried himself, and the gentleness he used to touch her pulled her up into his sphere like a physical force she couldn’t fight. A blend of indescribable magnetism she’d not felt before. He had an edgy darkness and demand and total male confidence and dominance.

Holy crap. He looked the same way with his black leather pants and motorcycle boots. A matching leather vest only just covered his bare chest. His sandy blond hair was slicked back from his face, and a tie of some kind held everything in place. The stubble on his jaw gave him a fierce look which only accentuated the ice blue stare he gave her at the moment. What fascinated her more was the tattoo snaking up his arm and disappearing under the vest.

Despite her fears of being at this club, her pulse jumped in anticipation of spending time with the Dragon Man. Watching his backside as he walked away, she couldn’t help but admire his exquisite physique. Those pants accentuated his thighs to perfection. Double dayum!

When he suggested they talk about BDSM, there was no alternative but to get defiant or bitchy as Bailey would term the behavior. True, this was the first and probably last opportunity she’d have to learn first-hand instead of reading the fictional books sitting on her tablet or packed in a box. Everything she’d seen so far at Tabu came straight out of her fantasies, including the Dragon Man. She was tired of living in her head, but he was too real, too scary, and too damn sexy. Was she crazy not to take advantage of it? When would a man like him ever drop into her lap again?

Questions? She had a million of them, but to ask him? No way on God’s green earth could she talk to him about such intimate things. Dayum again! She was still a virgin, and though she understood the mechanics of sex, she knew the first time would be weird. Like where to put her hands or how far should she spread her legs, or would it hurt? Do it on a bed and in the dark? She knew the answer to that one. He’d want to have every light off because she wasn’t exactly the most beautiful woman. A man like Brock Dragon could have his pick of gorgeous women. She glanced at the woman blindfolded and hog-tied only ten feet away.

She’s even pretty with a beautiful full figure shape. Wish I could look that good.

Karlie didn’t fit in. No way, no how, no matter how hard she tried and no amount of makeup would put her in the league with her cousin or any of the women at Tabu. Sure they were all shapes and sizes, but they seemed happy that way. Karlie still had some mental work to do on her weight issues. True, she’d lost a good amount of pounds eating right and exercising, but she wasn’t in model shape. She still had more to lose.

Then there was the underlying issue of what happened at Tabu and acceptance of the fact she really was interested even though she tried to hide the fact from the Dragon Man. Bondage? Spanking? Punishment? Self-conscious, sitting alone, and in the dark shadows of the room, she squirmed. Only minutes before she sought the sanctuary of the dark space, but she now felt lonely and scared. What the heck was she thinking letting the Dragon Man talk her into coming? She should’ve called a cab at Bailey’s.

Screw it! Karlie rose from the couch and went in search of Bailey. She had to get out of there before she gave into her curiosity and desires. Sitting and talking with her cousin until she could hitch a ride back to her parents’ house might keep her mind off the tempting pressures surrounding her. Certainly Jared wouldn’t fuss if she asked him to make a slight detour.
“Hey, Bail. I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

“Cuz! No, come sit with me. Jared went to check on something with one of the other Doms.”

Karlie sat at the opposite end of the couch. Her cousin was propped up on several pillows and her legs stretched over the length of the couch, not leaving much room for anyone else and barely for Karlie. She tucked in tight against the armrest.

“Did you get in trouble with your husband?”

“No, not really. His bark is a lot louder than his bite ever could be. Well, sort of.” Bailey rubbed her belly. “He’d never hurt me or the baby, so don’t look at me like that.”

“I’m not looking any way. He seemed upset with you. That’s all.”

“You don’t understand our dynamic or any kind of relationship, do you?”

“I guess not. I’ve read stuff, but no, I don’t. I mean chains and whips and-and I saw that very pretty blonde from the barbeque being led around like-like a dog on a leash. I-I’m just not sure about this.”

She laughed. “Cuz, they’re Master and slave. Sir and I aren’t into that particular kind of relationship, but it seems to work for Khari.”

“Master and-and sl-lave?” Intellectually shocked, she couldn’t imagine anyone in today’s times would agree to have that kind of arrangement.


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Upcoming Books in the Series:
Master Squire, Book 6 ~ Release 2014
Master Tempest, Book 7 ~ Release 2014

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1 comment:

Gray Dixon said...

Thanks for having the Dragon Man here today Meredith!