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My Body-His
(Marcello)
My Body Series, Book 2
My Body Series, Book 2
Blakely
Bennett
Genre:
Erotic Suspense
Publisher:
Fanny Press
ISBN:
978-1-60381-525-3
Number of
pages: 264
Word Count:
76,000
Cover
Artist: Sabrina Sun
Amazon BN
Book
Description:
Jane Stiles
has embarked on an intense odyssey into the world of domination and submission.
She no longer recognizes herself. She has quit her job, surrendered her
possessions and agreed to a wedding where she is the only one naked, all for
the sake of the elusive Luke—a man so compelling, she can deny him nothing.
Now there is
no going back. Her new life will revolve around Luke, his friends and clients.
Hovering in the background is Luke’s best friend Marcello, whose ego is as
towering as his stature. Marcello has set his sights on Jane. She is drawn to
his power, his masculinity, and the challenge he represents, even though she
fears and dislikes him. After Luke discovers that Jane has breached one of his
many “rules,” he sends her to Marcello for punishment and lessons in Dom/sub
culture. What happens there will change her forever.
Jane and
Luke reconcile, and even find a rhythm that includes not only bondage and
punishment but genuine love-making. Just when Jane is convinced that the
happiness and devotion she has always craved is within reach, Luke pushes her
beyond endurance, and she rebels in a way her harsh husband cannot forgive.
From there, her life spins out of control. But Jane has a strong spirit, and
she will prevail. My Body-His (Marcello) is Book 2 in the My Body Trilogy.
My Body-His
My Body Series, Book 1
My Body Series, Book 1
Blakely
Bennett
Genre: Erotic
Suspense
Publisher: Fanny
Press
ISBN: 978-1-60381-523-9
Number of
pages: 246
Word Count: 74,000
Cover
Artist: Sabrina Sun
Book
Description:
Jane Stiles
is successful in business but bored with her socially mundane existence. One
night at a party, she meets an intense and compelling stranger named Luke. This
fateful encounter prompts her predictable life path to veer into uncharted
territory, sweeping her along on a frightening erotic journey into the world of
bondage, domination and submission.
Jane had
never experienced genuine desire, and now passion consumes her life, robbing
her of free will. Her new lifestyle creates an emotional chasm between her and
her old friends. Will they understand why she has abandoned her high ideals and
long-term plans for a traditional wedding? What society considers right or
wrong no longer matters.
Prepared to surrender
everything to Luke, she wonders if her everything will be enough. She now needs
his discipline as much as she craves his love and approval. How far down this
dark path is she willing to go? Jane’s pilgrimage into domination and
discipline has created a war between her mind and her body, and her body is
claiming victory.
Excerpt My Body-His
“What do you want from me?”
“Everything.”
“Everything? What does that mean, everything?”
“I want you completely and totally. I want to merge our
lives and bodies. Your body—mine and mine—yours.”
“But you just met me,” I said as I shifted to face him.
“Tell me .... How long should it take?”
“Until you get to know me better.”
“I know everything I need to know,” he said, leaning over to
kiss me on my cheek. He lingered there for a moment and then said, “Let’s have
them wrap up the rest of dinner. We can eat it for a midnight snack.”
“I have work tomorrow.”
“Worry about tomorrow when it gets here. Let’s enjoy
ourselves.”
Against my better judgment—hell, all of my judgment—we
started walking slowly back to my car. He held my hand and I could feel his
energy entering my palm, permeating my body. In contrast to the hurried march
on the way to the restaurant, he kept a relaxed pace and whistled softly.
“I think you must be the strangest person I’ve ever met,” I
said, as my arms swung slowly with his.
“Well, you must have limited exposure to people because I
meet people far stranger than I all the time. I think up until now you’ve lived
a sheltered existence. To please your mother maybe?” He wasn’t looking for a
response. “No matter,” he continued, swatting his free hand in the air as if to
push the thought away. “That will all change soon enough.”
I started to believe everything he said. Did I actually keep
on the straight and narrow because of my mother?
I’ve always felt rebellious of
her ways but have I really strayed that much?
We crossed the parking lot to my red Honda Accord and he
held out his hand for the keys. He unlocked the car and opened the passenger
side door for me.
“Where to?” he said as he settled himself into the driver’s
seat, moving it back to accommodate his legs.
“Don’t you already know?” I asked. “How did you find out
where I work?”
“Actually I do.”
“How the hell do you know where I live and work?” I said,
shifting in my seat to face him. The fear in me again raised its ugly head.
“The cabby was a friend of mine,” he said, shrugging.
“Should I be worried for my life? Are you a deranged serial
killer? Do you stalk women with wavy brown hair?” I was only half kidding but
at the same time my head felt like it was splitting open. What the hell am I
doing? I thought.
He laughed heartily and said, “Not to worry. I will never
hurt you unless you want me to.”
My heart beat rapidly in my chest. I didn’t know how to
respond. He turned over the engine and pulled out of the parking lot. I watched
the familiar streets pass as he made his way to my condominium.
“Where should I park?” he asked as he drove my car into my
complex.
Relief swept over me when I realized he didn’t know my
apartment number. “Park in the spot over there,” I said and pointed.
He maneuvered into my space and quickly got out of the car.
I began to get out as well but he caught the door in time to open it himself.
“Thank you,” I said. “I’m not used to having men open doors for me.”
He held out his hand. I swung my legs around and he pulled
me to my feet, embracing me around my back and lifting me onto my toes. He
lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me for the first time. My body caught
fire, making me feel like it had been asleep all of my life up until that very
moment. He kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth with his tongue. As he sucked
my lower lip into his kiss, I could smell his warm spicy breath on my face. His
kiss took me on a journey of sensation. He encouraged me with his lips to
explore his mouth with my tongue. I kissed deeper than ever before, lost in
another plane of existence. The kiss took away any possible resolve I had left.
When he finally pulled away I felt light-headed, the way I did after an orgasm.
“Wow,” I whispered.
“Let’s go,” he said, lifting the leftovers and handing me my
purse and flowers.
He strode over to the elevators, leaving me behind to catch
up.
“Hey,” I called.
“We definitely need to get you more practical shoes.” He
walked back and handed me the bag of food.
Swooping me up in his arms like a bride, he carried me to
the elevator. My weight didn’t slow him down.
“What floor?” he asked, waiting to push the call button on
the elevator.
About the
Author:
Blakely
Bennett grew up in Southeast Florida and has been residing in the great
Northwest for over seven years. She graduated from Nova Southeastern University
with a degree in psychology, which accounts for her particular interest in
crafting the personalities, struggles, and motivations of her characters. She
is an avid reader of many genres of fiction, but especially erotica and
romance. Writing has always been her bliss.
She is
attracted to stories of self-struggle and ultimate recovery. Blakely is married
to a wonderful, loving and supportive husband, also a writer, who helps to keep
her grounded. She is a mother, a communitarian, a lover of music (always on
while she is writing—thank you, Pandora), and a good friend.
An advocate
of love and female empowerment, she is a facilitator for a women’s group. She
loves to walk and hike for exercise and finds that, since moving to Seattle,
WA, she is now one of those “crazy” people who walk in the rain. You can find
Blakely on the Web at: www.BlakelyBennett.fannypress.com
Author Blog:
www.blakelybennett.fannypress.com
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2 comments:
Thank you for sharing your work.
Thank you so much for having me!
Blakely
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