Title:
Indecent Cravings: Part Two
Series: Indecent Cravings #2
Author: S.K. Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 30,
2015
Blurb
Abigail's fun and dirty conversion to her
sexy alter-ego Jayd continues in Part Two of the hot new steamy series INDECENT
CRAVINGS
WARNING: This is NOT a story for prudes.
Abigail settles into her new life in Miami with a
restaurant job on the beach, all the while keeping an eye out for the
mysterious Lukas Thorn.
When a rich old woman invites
her to a decadent party and makes a generous offer, Abigail is swept into a hot
and filthy world of kinky fun. Soon she finds herself under the tutelage of the
"Director", competing against two other girls to gain admission to
Lukas Thorn's submission school.
Sparks fly, passions
grow, and dark glimpses into Lukas Thorn's tortured soul are revealed as
Abigail tries to get a foothold into his world of joyous debauchery.
DO NOT READ IF ANY OF THE FOLLOWING OFFENDS YOU: Dirty talk, floggers,
riding crops, anal sex, strap-on dildos, heavy ropes, threesomes, foursomes,
moresomes, tongues in places they probably shouldn't go, sensory deprivation,
public humiliation, girl-on-girl, girl-on-guy, guy-on-two-girls,
two-girls-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-girl, well-endowed M2F
transsexual-on-guy, tease and denial contests, dominatrixes, and sex
swings...all consensual and in the spirit of fun and personal growth. (Not all
of these appear in this book but will be explored over the course of the
series... and more!)
You have been warned.
THEMES EXPLORED: Overcoming personal challenges, discovering
one's purpose in life, inspiring people to live their own lives on their own
terms, and refusing to allow others to control how you
think.
Mature content. 18+ ONLY. Book 2 of a
multiple-part continuing
series.
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Excerpt
A shadow
blocks some of the light
behind me. I turn.
I’m glad I had some
of that
drink, because I nearly have a
heart attack at the sight of Lukas Thorn.
Everything disappears. The
sunset, the cavernous
apartment, the low hum of the conversations, the music.
My entire world centers on the
man I’ve been trying to find for two
weeks.
Right
here.
And not just here,
but standing
directly in front of me
again.
I try not to squeal
in delight.
If I thought he was
a god among
men before, I’m only more
convinced now.
He’s in a black flowing shirt,
one of many flowing shirts in
his collection apparently. Taut thick chest
muscles press it outward
anyway, sinewy neck muscles leading to broad
shoulders. Broader than
before. Like he had some added on since the last time I
saw
him.
But no, that’s
ridiculous. I’m
just seeing them from a new
angle. So close. So close I could almost stick my
tongue out and . . .
“Jayden Raye, Jayd
for short,”
says Lorena, “I’d like you to
meet Director Lukas Thorn. Oh, but that’s right.
I forgot. You two have already
met. I believe Lukas saved your life at Bogart
that night a couple of weeks
ago.”
I’m not sure if
it’s just me or
if it’s both Lukas and me, but
we just stare at each other. He wears a
half-smile, the perfect
stubble still in place over the tanned skin and
flawless square chin that
burned itself into my memory on the plane
here.
His hair is
especially
“just-fucked” tonight, waves
of brownish-black darkness with those delightful
wispy ends that I just want to
bite.
His expression is
relaxed but
incredulous as he stares into
me, his sapphire eyes searing a sensuous pathway
into my soul. He looks at me
like he knows me, like he’s known me for a
thousand
years.
Yeah, glad I
waited. Fuck Karissa
and Jaxon. Fuck Javier. Fuck
those shitheads who hit on me. This is what I
want! This man right here!
Wherever he is, I’m home.
“What the fuck,
Lorena?” says
Lukas Thorn, not breaking his
stare into my eyes.
His words knock me
out of my
spell. I turn to look at
Lorena’s shocked expression.
“Excuse me?” she
says.
“This is a joke,
Lorena. What are
you up
to?”
She folds her arms
and throws him
an evil questioning stare. “I
don’t like your tone, Lukas.” Her voice has gone
three octaves lower than
usual.
He chuckles, then
returns his
gaze to me. He looks me up and
down like he’s buying a horse.
“No thanks,
Lorena,” he says as
he turns to walk away. “I’m
not going to fall for it again.”
At that, he turns
and drifts
across the room. Everyone
notices him, like he’s the center of all magnetism in
the
universe.
I’m frozen in
place, unable to
move. I’m not sure what I’m
feeling.
Did he just reject
me like I think
he just did? Like a piece of
meat?
“Don’t let him get
to you,”
Lorena says. “It’s just his
nature. He likes you.”
I take another sip
of my drink,
watching his broad shoulders
under that muscular neck as he joins a group of
well-dressed women at a tall
round table on the other end of the balcony. He
motions a naked attendant
over. His is flawlessly blonde.
Bitch.
“He
likes me?” I say. “That’s not how someone reacts when they
like
you. Wait, oh wait. Is it him?
Is he the one you want to ‘sell’ me to?”
“No, of course not, dear. And
there’s no selling. That’s an
awful term. He’s just the director of my academy.
It is very strange that he
reacted that way. Wait, you don’t know him, do you?
Did you meet him before the
restaurant?”
My head spins. I
don’t know how
to answer. I don’t want to
tell her about the plane. Apparently, she doesn’t
know about it. The less people
who know, the better.
Suddenly, my inner
diva fires up
inside. I never know when
she’s going to show up. Yeah baby, hello! I down the rest of
my drink . . . hoo-hah! . . . and place it on a nearby
table.
“If you would
excuse me for a
moment, Lorena,” I
say.
“Of course,” she
says.
I march across the room toward that
flowing
untucked shirt and glistening
hair. I plant myself behind him and to the left,
making eye contact with the
three bitches who are laughing at whatever he’s
saying. My heart beats out of
my chest as I wait.
Author
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I am the owner of a foul-mouthed dirty
mind, a living contradiction who enjoys pushing hot sexy fun to the edges of
normalcy ... while telling the stories of inspiring characters who rise above
personal challenges to live happy and fulfilled
lives.
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