Can Cassie keep Bryana safe and provide the discipline she needs?
Bryana learns to accept Cassie as her Mistress, as well as her lover, but their new found happiness is threatened by a catastrophic discovery.
As the story comes full circle Bryana and Cassie are forced to take drastic steps to protect themselves from Bryana’s enemies.
Series: Mistress Of Seduction
Ebook ID: 5083_1211
lyd Category: FemErotica
Length: 90 pdf Pages / 15270 words
Formats Available: pdf, prc, lit, zipped html,
lrf, epub, RB,
Ebook Cover Price: $2.99
Cassie turned me to face her. “Want to tell me what happened back there?” She indicated the RV with a nod.
“Search me.” I shrugged, attempting to keep my tone casual so as not to worry her. “Just Marisa being bitchy. What she said didn’t make any sense.”
“Mmmm, I knew I should have gone with you.” Cassie dropped a light kiss on my forehead. “Put her out of your mind. We have better things to do than dwell on that sneaky cow.” She picked up my camera bag and took my hand. Despite my outwardly relaxed mood, the leisurely stroll back to the hotel wasn’t the pleasant experience it should have been. I couldn’t get the brush with Marisa out of my mind.
What did she mean about Cassie?
How has Esmée marked my card and for what purpose?
I couldn’t fathom out what was going on with those two, or why Esmée was targeting me.
Later, I took my time in the shower mulling over the day’s events and the pleasures still to come. Cassie waylaid me as I emerged from the bathroom her mind on clearly on pleasures of another kind. I tried really hard to respond to her overtures, but I couldn’t melt into her arms and her gentle kisses failed to ignite the fire like she usually did.
“What’s up, honey?” Cassie stroked gentle fingers down my neck and across my shoulders. “You are so tense. Why don’t I give you a relaxing massage before we go out to dinner?”
My first instinct was to decline, as I always did when she raised the subject. I could never see the point. Then I thought why not?
What have I got to lose?
Cassie was always harping on about her famous massage skills, maybe it was time I gave her relaxation technique a try. I certainly needed something to soothe away my stress and dispel the turmoil that Marisa had stirred up.
My tentative nod of agreement produced a swift reaction from Cassie. Before I could blink or change my mind she’d dispensed with the towel I wore and spread it out on my bed, then she added a couple more for good measure. Cassie obviously meant business this afternoon.
“Make yourself comfortable. I won’t be a minute.” Cassie disappeared into the bathroom.
In her absence I arranged myself on the bed face down, with my eyes closed, and arms loosely by my sides. Cassie returned to the room and I heard her moving about but in an effort to distance myself from events I didn’t open my eyes. A few moments later she approached the bed. “Are you ready, honey?”
Yeah! No point in delaying the inevitable.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” My jocular confirmation was a thinly disguised attempt to hide my deep seated distrust of alternative therapies. Skeptic that I am, I wasn’t entirely convinced by Cassie’s faith in massage. Could it really be the magical cure-all she claimed? Seemed like I was about to find out.
Dalia Craig loves to both read and write a variety of contemporary erotic fiction. While her particular leaning is towards lesbian erotica, her writing encompasses all heat levels and diverse genre. She has a number of eBooks to her credit and is also a contributor to several print anthologies including: Lammie 2010 Finalist: Where the Girls Are: Urban Lesbian Erotica, Best Lesbian Romance 2010 both from Cleis Press. Plus the Goldie 2011 nominated charity anthology, To Love and to Cherish from loveyoudivine Alterotica.
You can connect with her online at: www.daliacraig.com