*Giveaway* Delilah Devlin gives us Fournicopia

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Ms. Delilah Devlin

BDSM. It seems everyone is writing it. I was slow to enter the realm. I played often with bondage and S&M themes. Used them when my characters got busy, but without getting too deeply entrenched in the trappings, because my characters, my imaginary friends, just weren’t that into it. The first time I went deep, in Begging for It, my heroine scoffed at much of the trappings. She wanted pain because she thought she deserved it before she could let herself experience pleasure. When she approached a Dom for him to do the dirty with her, that’s all she expected. Her transformation, once he helped free her from her past, was glorious.

I’ll admit, I had some angst going into Fournicopia. I knew my heroine considered herself a Domme. But was she playing at it? Could I write her that way, doubting herself, and me not knowing the final answer, the outcome, until the end?

Enjoy the excerpt. Aislinn’s pretty sure of herself here...

Fournicopia

Release Date: 10 July 2012
Samhain Publishing

Blurb:

Forget the sugar. Send her the spice. 
Delta Heat, Book 2

Gus Taggert knows a setup when he sees one. The doughnut shop his police officer buddies have sent him to, Cornucopia, is too frilly. Too pink. Then the woman behind the counter serves up a mini-lesson in submission that leaves him ready and willing to obey her order to see her tonight at La Forge BDSM club.

The large, burly cop is exactly the kind of alpha guy that newly minted Domme Aislinn Darby has been dying to tie up and spank. Yet after she puts him through his paces, she finds herself eager to let him take control—something she’s never before enjoyed with a man.

Determined to find out once and for all if she has what it takes to control a scene, she orders him up for one more go. Only this time, she intends to ensure he remembers who’s in charge. She’s even willing to offer a little bribe: accept her dictates, and his reward is her—any way he wants her.

Except when it’s time for payback, it comes with several twists she never saw coming.

Warning: When a male sub decides to turn the tables on his pretty Domme, he calls for backup from his best friends. Contains scenes with m/m/f, m/f/m, f/f, spanking, restraints, and an orgy of pleasure no woman can resist.
Excerpt:

Aislinn walked past Mondo and his friend, never looking directly at the police officer, but giving him a subtle nod. Then she strode down the carpeted hallway toward the row of playrooms.

She never looked back, and yet never took for granted that he’d follow. Relief filled her when she heard his heavy tread behind her. She swiped her key card to her room, pushed open the door, and then stood aside to allow him to enter first.

When he walked through, he halted, turning his head as he caught sight of her setup. She’d gone for sparse. Only one piece of equipment.

“Have you forgotten so soon?” she asked softly, striding up beside him.

His brow furrowed, darkening his eyes. “We’re alone. You don’t have to keep the game up.”

“Oh, I don’t play games. I told you already what I expect.”

His body tightened. His huge chest rose and fell more quickly than the short walk down the hall warranted.

Aislinn was careful not to let her smile reach her eyes. “Naked. That’s how I want you. And since you’re late, I want you bent over that bench to your right.”

She walked closer, not stopping until her chest met his, glad for the tall heels she wore. She tilted back her head, knowing it was no sign of submission on her part, because she stared without blinking into his hazel eyes.

His glance fell to her mouth then the tops of her breasts, spilling over the ribbed edge of the corset. “Naked I can do, ma’am. But you’re not spankin’ my ass with that toy.”

Not breaking glances, she tossed the flogger away. “I wouldn’t want it to touch you anyway. I’ll start with my hand…since we’re just getting to know each other.” Continuing to stare, she kept her expression neutral.

She knew the moment he blinked in their little game of chicken.

He swallowed hard. The sound of it loud in the stillness of the room.

She bit her lip then gave it a slow lick. Flirting to get what she wanted was just one tool in her arsenal of persuasion. “If you’re very good,” she murmured, “I’ll let you lick my nipples.”

The corners of his mouth twitched. A fine sheen of sweat broke on his forehead. He backed up a step then turned toward the bench. She watched while he stripped, not looking at her. She liked what he revealed—a torso cut like a bodybuilder’s—powerful, athletic.

When his trousers dropped and he moved toward the padded kneeler, she cleared her throat. “I’d like to inspect you before you hide yourself away.”

He turned slowly, red suffusing his face.

“Lower your eyes.”

Again, he gave her a slight glower, but he bent his neck although his gaze continued to watch her.

“Brat,” she muttered under her breath.

Striding toward him, placing one foot in front of the other to exaggerate the sway of her hips, she unlaced the top of her corset, spreading the opening and tucking the upper edge beneath her breasts. His gaze dropped to her tits.

“Guess you need more incentive to obey a simple command.” She touched her nipples with her fingertips and toggled the turgid little tips.

“Mondo told me all about it,” he said, his voice rough as gravel.

“Mondo has a big mouth. I don’t need protection. I can handle the problem myself. That the only reason you’re here?” she asked, continuing to fondle herself.

His mouth opened again to speak, but she tugged a nipple and let it pop back. His breath shuddered out.

His reaction, the redness of his face, the staggered breath and intensity of his gaze, did things to her. His frame was so tall and burly—just his size and the fact he was eager to do her bidding enflamed her. Moisture seeped to wet the crotch of her panties, and she knew without a doubt she was going to take this session further than she usually allowed.

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