She kneels, waiting for him. Waiting to give herself over to his desire. She longs for the way he’ll take charge. She craves the way he’ll touch her.
She doesn’t speak of what goes on behind closed doors. She knows if you saw her on her knees eager to please him you wouldn’t understand the peace it brings her. You would see the slut, the whore anxious to be used, but there is beauty in her submission a quiet strength.
Her will doesn’t cease to exist when she steps into this space. She merely yields it to him and trusts that he will keep it safe.
Her submission is a gift she has granted. It is hers and hers alone to give.
You can’t see the grace with which she kneels there and so, you will never understand the strength it takes to bend her will to his, to wait in patience, silence and anticipation. You will never know the joy that sings though her nerve endings at first contact when they begin.
Do we live in a world of excess? Most would say yes. So what’s enough? is it a fixed amount or is it a sliding scale that varies from person to person.
What’s enough pain?
Do you sacrifice to avoid hurting someone else when you’ve reached your limit? Do you willingly put on blinders and shove what you’re feeling deep down inside where it never sees the light again?
And if you do when is that enough?
What do you do when you’re stuck between loving the potential of what could have been and the reality of what will never be?
I remember the taste of your lips on mine and the bite of your hold on me as I lay here in the dark.
You shaped me then. Did you know you’d left your mark? The way you tangled your hand in my hair and tugged is seared into my memory and years later I struggle to forget.
I still crave your touch like a fever in my blood, your tongue licking the salt of perspiration from my skin. I ache for the way you owned my body and made me burn.
I knew when I bought the train ticket that you would cancel.
Knew it in my bones, but it’s hard not to hope for something that consumes me.
You don’t belong to me, you never did but as I gasp and cry out your name that hardly seems to matter.
As promised Friend Zone is available for pre-order Now for release January 07, 2019
Today marks the start of a new year, and with it comes 365 opportunities to make it your year. Make it what you want it to be. I’ve already started. Two of my books have been submitted for self-publishing. Admittedly not a road I’d originally anticipated travelling down, but as I take the first steps it feels more and more like the right choice for now.
See that’s the thing, everything and I do mean everything is just for now.
Life can change it the blink of an eye so you might as well spend it doing something you love.
I’ve been a naughty, naughty author and have spent far too much time away from my website and promoting my novels. Well that’s due in part to my publisher closing, but also due to several changes and growing pains in my personal life.
So as old friends do let’s catch up.
2019 is almost here and with a brand new year comes the following
Re-release of Friend Zone – January 2019
Re-release of Wish List – February 2019
Re-Release of Lycan’s Mate -2019
In 2019 you can expect more regular blogging so let me know what you want to hear.
I’m hoping the coming year brings many new opportunities for writing and research that will enrich my novels and personal experience. I also have great plans for personal growth and transformation throughout the year that I’m excited to share with you.
One of the things I tell people when they ask me about writing is how challenging it can be not to have a tangible product. You see all my books are electronic. This limits how you do things like a launch party or book signing.
I’ve been searching for fun and creative ways to promote and market my book from things like blog tours to fun give away items like personalized screen cleaners.
They say you have to spend money to make money. Do you think this is true? What would you want to see in the way of promoting an e-book?
Do you have experience with these types of promotions?
I’ve found the e-reader vs paper copy debate is alive and well. There still seems to be a stigma when it comes to e-books.
What have you found in your experience?
Leave me a comment!