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Blurb
All's fair in lust and business
Ruby Maxwell Chen, lovely and ruthless CEO
of a huge British business empire, is used to getting her way. When she
encounters the strangely charismatic American entrepreneur Rick Martell,
though, she wonders if she hasn't finally met her match.
From the trendy clubs of London to the Hollywood Hills, Ruby and Rick compete for ownership of a strategic factory in Malaysia. Neither has any qualms about using sexual wiles to smooth the path to success. Neither anticipates that their mutual attraction will turn into something far more intense and difficult to control.
As their struggle for dominance escalates, they draw their employees and associates into their outrageous power games. The stakes could scarcely be higher, as Ruby and Rick play for the ultimate prize: a night of total physical surrender.
From the trendy clubs of London to the Hollywood Hills, Ruby and Rick compete for ownership of a strategic factory in Malaysia. Neither has any qualms about using sexual wiles to smooth the path to success. Neither anticipates that their mutual attraction will turn into something far more intense and difficult to control.
As their struggle for dominance escalates, they draw their employees and associates into their outrageous power games. The stakes could scarcely be higher, as Ruby and Rick play for the ultimate prize: a night of total physical surrender.
Excerpt (Rated X)
As good as I am at this game, I'm finding
it difficult. I know, intellectually, that ignoring her, pretending to honor my
promise, will heighten her frustration and ultimately, weaken her defenses. If
I came on to her, she'd resist. By seeming to hold back, I draw her to me.
I can feel the arousal emanating from the
trim form strapped into the seat next to me. Her body language speaks volumes,
though she struggles to silence it. She's dying to have me touch her, or to
touch herself.
The problem is, I have to struggle myself
not to reach for her. I have to resist this nearly overwhelming urge to slide
that designer skirt up her slim thigh, exposing her smooth flesh. My fingers
itch to stretch across the console and tweak those ripe nipples poking through
her blouse. My half-hard dick presses uncomfortably against my zipper.
I watch the pavement twisting in front of
my hood. I push the roadster a bit harder. Obedient, she races around the
curves, graceful and powerful. An extension of my body, my will. Ruby's lips
are parted. Her hair has come free from its clasp and flows around her face in
jet waves. I want to control Ruby the same way I control my car. I want to feel
her respond when I press the pedal a bit closer to the floor.
A sideways glance tells me that she's
looking at me. I risk a few seconds of inattention to turn and grin at her
lasciviously. "Take off your blouse, Ruby. Go ahead, you know you want
to." The wind tears my words away, but I know she hears me. There's
defiance in her eyes, mixing with the lust. "Come on. I dare you."
A contest, then. Briefly, emotions war on
her face. Her lust wins. She smiles at me, provocatively.
"Keep your eyes on the road, Martell.
You'll get us killed."
She's right. I switch my focus a second too
late and barely miss grazing the inside guard rail. When I can afford another
look, she's naked to the waist. Her fingers are torturing her plump, rosy
nipples. Even in that quick instant, it seems that I can see them thicken and
grow darker as blood surges into them.
Now Ruby cups her flesh in both hands,
kneading, stroking. Her breasts are pale, perfect hemispheres tipped with
flame. I would have thought the wind would blow her scent away, but no, her
musk permeates the open car. My cock stirs and demands to be set free. I look
back at the road, my heart slamming against my ribs as another curve whistles
by.
My next glance shows me her parted thighs.
She fidgets on the leather upholstery, though her hands are still massaging her
tits. Crudely, I jerk my thumb upwards, then wiggle my middle finger at her.
She is already pulling up her skirt, not
waiting for my suggestion. Looking me straight in the eye, she spreads her legs
wide, pulls her panties out of the way, and sinks four fingers into her
glistening cunt.
My dick jerks to full attention. I watch,
fascinated, as she grinds herself feverishly against her hand, pummeling her
clit, pinching those scarlet lips until they are almost purple. Her eyes are
shut. Her back is arched, pelvis thrust forward to provide maximum access.
She's a tiger, tearing at her own flesh in hungry fury. Her scent rises around
us, drowning out the eucalyptus that always lingers in the southern California
air. There's an ache in my chest that mirrors the one in my cock. I've never
wanted anyone so much.
At the last minute, I swerve, barely
avoiding the shiny Cadillac coming at me from the other direction. Adrenaline
courses through me at the near miss. Ruby doesn't even notice.
There's a turn-out ahead. Hands shaking, I
pull into the semicircular parking area and shut off the engine. Now I can hear
Ruby as well as see and smell her. She moans and cries as she thrashes around
on the seat. Her mouth is open, her teeth clenched. She sounds as though she is
in pain. Her harsh grunts become rhythmic and rise in pitch as I watch her
ascend the final slope to her climax.
I stroke myself through my trousers, in
time with her climb. I'm back in control, turned on but pacing myself. I know
that I'll get what I want eventually. Ruby twists and writhes. Both her hands
are deep in her cunt. Her juices run down her wrists. It's unbelievable how
hard she is on herself. I remember her flogger, wish that I had it with me now.
She wouldn't even feel it, but it might help her over.
Then, without warning, Ruby screams and
arches up off the seat. Her whole body convulses, then abruptly collapses.
Little tremors continue to shake her frame for long minutes. Her eyes are
closed; she seems unconscious.
She looks fragile, porcelain skin misted
with sweat, tangles of hair stuck to her forehead. I suddenly want to take her
in my arms, cradle her, brush those tangled locks away and kiss her eyelids
until she awakens. At the same time, I have a perverse urge to loose my cock
and sink it into her passive, defenseless flesh. To finally make her mine.
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Bio: More than
a decade ago LISABET SARAI experienced a serendipitous fusion of her love of
writing and her fascination with sex. Since then she has published five single
author short story collections and seven erotic novels, including the BDSM
classic Raw Silk. Dozens of her shorter works have been released as
ebooks and in print anthologies. She has also edited several acclaimed
anthologies and is currently responsible for the altruistic erotica series
COMING TOGETHER PRESENTS.
Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone
needs from prestigious universities who would no doubt be embarrassed by her
chosen genre. She loves to travel and currently lives in Southeast Asia with
her highly tolerant husband and two cosmopolitan felines. For more information
on Lisabet and her writing visit Lisabet Sarai's Fantasy Factory (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her
blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).