Title: Dangerous Desire
Series: The Onyx Club #2
Author: Sebastian Ex
Cover Design: Book Covers by Design
Release Date: July 8, 2015
My name is Brandon Edwards. Men like me don’t come along
often. I’m a gentleman, a lover, a protector, and a Dominant.
I’ve never been the type who can – or even wants to –
commit to a woman…until I met Penny a couple of years
ago. Since then, we've been in a committed relationship.
I adore and cherish her.
Penny has a darkness inside her, a yearning for extreme
pain. But I don’t want that for her, nor can I give her what
she’s so desperate for. Her craving has led her down risky
paths, and it’s my job to keep her off those now.
There’s a dangerous desire lurking within all of us.
But when does wanting more become too much?
“More,” she begs as I bring the cane down on her already red ass.
I drop the long thin piece of bamboo, it makes a sound as it
hits the concrete of my playroom. “I didn’t give you
permission to speak, Petal,” I say to Penny. My voice is low,
angry though controlled.
“Please, Sir. Harder,” she begs.
Her body is filled with marks. Her alabaster skin is no longer
white. It’s a perfect hue of flaming crimson. Welts have
developed from every one of the toys I’ve used on her. I’ve
spanked her, flogged her, paddled her and caned her.
And with everything I’ve done she wants more.
I’ve noticed since Matthew and Ella’s wedding, Penny’s
upped the ante with her pain tolerance. She’s begging for
more, desperate to have pain in her life at every opportunity.
She’s tried to top me many times, just like she is now.
“Did I give you permission to talk?” I ask again.
I stand behind her, her legs open, her pussy on show to me
along with her glorious ass. Her blonde hair is falling out of
the ponytail she had it in, and the strands are a stark contrast
against the rich brown of the leather from the spanking
bench. She’s up on her knees, her wrists are secured to
the front legs of the bench.
“So-sorry, Master,” she stutters.
I fucking hate it. She’s called me Master a few times and
I know she wants that from me, but I don’t want a slave.
I want a submissive.
Standing back, my eyes travel the length of her body. From
her upper back all the way to her ankles- she’s marked. The
heavier lashings are around her upper thighs and butt. Her
mid-section only has slight color, because hitting with
a heavy hand around the kidneys is not pleasurable.
It’s flat out pain.
Penny’s been wanting more pain and I’m not ready to take
her there. Nor should she want to travel into such dangerous territory.
I drop the long thin piece of bamboo, it makes a sound as it
hits the concrete of my playroom. “I didn’t give you
permission to speak, Petal,” I say to Penny. My voice is low,
angry though controlled.
“Please, Sir. Harder,” she begs.
Her body is filled with marks. Her alabaster skin is no longer
white. It’s a perfect hue of flaming crimson. Welts have
developed from every one of the toys I’ve used on her. I’ve
spanked her, flogged her, paddled her and caned her.
And with everything I’ve done she wants more.
I’ve noticed since Matthew and Ella’s wedding, Penny’s
upped the ante with her pain tolerance. She’s begging for
more, desperate to have pain in her life at every opportunity.
She’s tried to top me many times, just like she is now.
“Did I give you permission to talk?” I ask again.
I stand behind her, her legs open, her pussy on show to me
along with her glorious ass. Her blonde hair is falling out of
the ponytail she had it in, and the strands are a stark contrast
against the rich brown of the leather from the spanking
bench. She’s up on her knees, her wrists are secured to
the front legs of the bench.
“So-sorry, Master,” she stutters.
I fucking hate it. She’s called me Master a few times and
I know she wants that from me, but I don’t want a slave.
I want a submissive.
Standing back, my eyes travel the length of her body. From
her upper back all the way to her ankles- she’s marked. The
heavier lashings are around her upper thighs and butt. Her
mid-section only has slight color, because hitting with
a heavy hand around the kidneys is not pleasurable.
It’s flat out pain.
Penny’s been wanting more pain and I’m not ready to take
her there. Nor should she want to travel into such dangerous territory.
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Wow what a ride this book was. Truly something amazing
I could feel
Ella's Pain. When an Aauthor can do that, it is
truly something amazing. This is my first read by Sebastian
Ex, and I will defiantly be read more by him. I loved this
story. Ella comes from a bad place, I truly felt badly for how
she was treated. And Understand were "Mat" wanted to
destroy the person who hurt her. I love the way he takes his
time with her, to show her how to feel love. And that he would
never force her and only when she was ready would he
sleep with her. I can not wait for the next book.
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My name is Matthew
Weston. Don't call me anything else,
because I won't respond. And if you think you can get away
with whimpering ‘Matt’ while I have you tied to the bed, about
to devour you, it'll end up being your loss.
Men like me don't talk about feelings. We just don't.
What men like me do is pound. I pound the asphalt with my
running shoes on morning runs. I pound a punching bag in
the gym until my knuckles bleed. And when I need a release,
I find a beautiful woman sprawled out on her bed, eagerly
waiting for my cock, and pound her into oblivion. Yeah, that's
me. I don't have feelings, and I don't do love.
At least I didn't, until the night Ella walked into my office
looking like a disgusting junkie to interview for a position for
The Onyx Club.
She was like no one I'd ever met before. She was timid,
reserved, and quite plain with her mousy brown hair and dirty
clothes. Ella also had a dark and haunted gleam in her eye.
A secret, a past she was desperate to conceal.
And when she called me ‘Matt’ it didn't seem to bother me.
She came into my life and turned it upside down.
The only question is, can I screw her out of my system,
or will my filthy desire for her keep her by my side?
because I won't respond. And if you think you can get away
with whimpering ‘Matt’ while I have you tied to the bed, about
to devour you, it'll end up being your loss.
Men like me don't talk about feelings. We just don't.
What men like me do is pound. I pound the asphalt with my
running shoes on morning runs. I pound a punching bag in
the gym until my knuckles bleed. And when I need a release,
I find a beautiful woman sprawled out on her bed, eagerly
waiting for my cock, and pound her into oblivion. Yeah, that's
me. I don't have feelings, and I don't do love.
At least I didn't, until the night Ella walked into my office
looking like a disgusting junkie to interview for a position for
The Onyx Club.
She was like no one I'd ever met before. She was timid,
reserved, and quite plain with her mousy brown hair and dirty
clothes. Ella also had a dark and haunted gleam in her eye.
A secret, a past she was desperate to conceal.
And when she called me ‘Matt’ it didn't seem to bother me.
She came into my life and turned it upside down.
The only question is, can I screw her out of my system,
or will my filthy desire for her keep her by my side?
Sebastian Ex is a native of Sydney, Australia, having grown
up in a tight-knit family mostly surrounded by women. From a young age he had a
passion for all things green and outdoors, when he hit mid-teenage years he did
an apprenticeship as a landscape gardener.
up in a tight-knit family mostly surrounded by women. From a young age he had a
passion for all things green and outdoors, when he hit mid-teenage years he did
an apprenticeship as a landscape gardener.
encouraged to pen his words when a lady friend of his compared some paragraphs
from contemporary erotic novelists to his scorching, hot sexts. Now, Sebastian
is about to release his debut novel in a bid to transition from landscaping to
writing full-time.
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