Available February 12, 2015
Burning For Her Kiss (Serpent's Kiss #1)
Genre: BDSM Erotic Romance
Chapter 1 - Part 2
Beth Davenport tried to ignore all the stares
she received when she entered the club. It had been three months since she’d stepped
foot inside Serpent’s Kiss. She knew showing up would mean she’d be the hot
topic of gossip for the evening. Her best friend and fellow Domme, Nicole, had warned her about
the rumors floating around. They were surprisingly accurate as far as rumors went
except no one knew how Beth had come to find out about Ben’s lies. Only Nicole
knew the whole truth, and Beth wanted to keep it that way.
Domme or not, finding out a large portion of
the life you’d been living for the last three years was a lie left Beth broken
in a lot of ways. She wasn’t even sure why she’d come to the club. Oh, that’s
right. It was Nicole’s hounding over the last two weeks. Nicole had insisted
three months was enough moping.
Every Friday afternoon for the last month,
Nicole had called Beth asking if she was going to put in an appearance at
Serpent’s Kiss. Each time, Beth had weaseled out of it. Her friend had even
enlisted Katrina’s help more than once.
The club mistress was a formidable woman in her
late forties. She’d been married to a man who wanted no part in her kinky ways.
Beth didn’t know her back then, but the way the story went was that at
forty-four, her husband was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. He’d died
within two months. The sudden change in Katrina’s life prompted her to take
stock. Six months later, she opened Serpent’s Kiss.
While Beth admired Katrina and her
take-the-bull-by-the-horns attitude, Beth wasn’t sure she was ready to be back
at the club. Unfortunately, when Katrina had put her on the spot, Beth hadn’t
been able to say no. Both Katrina and Nicole had been incredibly supportive
after what had happened with Ben. While Beth had no desire to put herself back
out into the dating world—it was the last thing she wanted at the moment—Nicole
and Katrina had convinced her that she needed to get out and mingle. She had
friends here, and it wasn’t right for her to turn her
back on them because Ben had been a class-A jerk.
So here she was, sitting with Nicole and a
group of their friends. Beth was the only Dominant in their group without a
sub. It was a little awkward, but she tried to ignore it and have a good time.
Nicole was right about one thing, Beth had missed her friends. She wasn’t going
to let what Ben did tarnish that.
“I think you have an admirer,” Nicole whispered
in Beth’s ear, jarring her from her thoughts.
“What?”
Nicole scooted closer to her. “There’s a guy
across the room that hasn’t been able to take his eyes off you for the last
fifteen minutes. I’d say he’s interested.”
Beth didn’t even bother to look. “I’m not.”
“Oh, come on. He’s hot, and I happen to know
he’s a sub.”
“That doesn’t change anything. I’m not ready to
get back into the dating pool again.”
Her friend rolled her eyes. “Well, you don’t
have to date him, you know.”
She shook her head. “I’m not into playing with
random subs and you know it. Even if I was, I don’t think I could even do that
after everything.”
Nicole frowned. “You have to get back on the
horse sometime.”
Beth sighed in defeat. “I know. Maybe in a
month or so—”
Her friend placed a hand on her arm, stopping
Beth mid-sentence. “I don’t think he’s going to wait a month or so. He’s coming
over.”
“What do you mean he’s coming over? Here?”
Nicole nodded and turned back to their group,
effectively leaving Beth to fend for herself. Taking a deep breath, Beth
prepared herself for whatever line this guy was going to try to sell her.
Her heart pounded as she felt him drawing
closer, but Beth refused to show any outward signs that she was aware of the
man. It would only encourage him.
To her surprise, instead of coming over and
trying to sweet-talk her, the guy sat down in the chair to her right and said
nothing. It was odd to be sure, but since she wasn’t interested in the
slightest anyway, Beth decided to ignore him and refocus on her friends’
conversation. Maybe he’d eventually get the idea and go away. Or maybe she was
only being paranoid and he didn’t walk across the room for her at all.
Ignoring him turned out to be more difficult
than Beth originally thought. Although he didn’t attempt to engage her in
conversation, she felt his presence beside her. Even with her eyes purposely
averted, Beth knew he wasn’t a small man. She’d seen enough in her peripheral
vision to know he was tall and nicely proportioned.
No matter how aware she was of his presence,
Beth outwardly ignored him. That was until she finished off her drink. She
scooted forward in her seat, preparing to head to the bar for a refill, but he
moved, too, inevitably drawing her attention. “May I, ma’am?”
Beth tilted her head to look at him for the
first time, and all the moisture seemed to disappear from her throat. Cute did
not begin to describe the man sitting next to her. He was tall and lean, but
she wouldn’t call him lanky with his broad shoulders and muscled arms. His hair
was a light brown and he was clean-shaven, but it was his eyes that drew her
in. They were the most amazing baby blue.
When she didn’t respond, he repeated his
question. “May I get you a refill on your drink, ma’am?”
“Y-yes.” Then, catching herself, she spoke
again with more confidence. “Um. No. Thank you. I don’t know you from Adam.”
He extended his hand. “Drew Parker.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Allison and John will vouch for me. No funny
business. I promise.” He tilted his head toward another Femdom, Allison, and
her longtime boyfriend and sub, John. Beth knew them both, although not well.
Beth waited until Allison looked in her
direction, and gave her a questioning look. Allison smiled and nodded.
Reluctantly, Beth handed her glass to the man
sitting beside her.
“What would you like?” he asked.
“The bartender knows. Just tell him it’s for
Beth.” Her answer came out more clipped than usual. She wanted him to take his
leave as quickly as possible before she went and did something stupid. Beth
kept her gaze on him as he walked away. Her stomach was doing flip-flops and
she didn’t like it one bit.
He returned a few minutes later and handed her
a small glass filled with half Coke and half Sprite. Beth rarely drank alcohol,
and never at the club. Whenever she came to Serpent’s Kiss, she was either
playing with Ben or she was alone where she’d have to drive home. Either way,
she didn’t drink.
After
taking the glass from Drew, she turned back to her friends, effectively
ignoring her unwanted admirer once more. Nicole had a knowing smirk on her face
that
Beth desperately wished she could wipe off.
Maybe she could borrow one of the club’s floggers. It had been a while since
she’d thrown one, and she had to admit the thought of having the leather in her
hands again was appealing.
For the next hour, Drew continued to sit beside
her in silence as she chatted with her friends. Everyone in their small group
brought Beth up to date on what was going on in their lives. Meanwhile, her new
admirer said nothing. And although he did little more than sit there, he was
making her uneasy. Every one of her nerve endings seemed to be aware of him.
Finally, Beth couldn’t take it any longer and
turned to face him. “I don’t know what you’re looking for, but let me spell out
exactly what I’m not looking for. I’m
not looking for a submissive and I don’t play with random partners.”
“I understand.” His voice was smooth, and it
sent tingles down her spine. This was not good.
She quirked an eyebrow at him. “You
understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Beth waited for him to leave, but he remained
where he was. “So if you know I’m not looking for a relationship or a play
partner then why are you sitting here?”
“I’d like to get to know you, if you’re
agreeable.” He sounded sincere.
“You want to be friends?” she asked.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Why?”
He shrugged. “You seem interesting.”
Beth gave him a hard look trying to decide if
he was telling the truth or not. She never used to question her judgment, but
after Ben, everything was different. “Do you have a mistress?”
“No, ma’am. I’m pretty new to the lifestyle.”
“How new?”
“A few months.” His gaze never left hers.
“Have you ever played with a Femdom before?”
Why she was asking was beyond her. It wasn’t as if she ever planned on playing
with him.
“No, ma’am.”
Again, she had no idea why she was pressing for
information, but the questions kept coming to the forefront of her mind and she
kept asking them. “No vanilla girl out there for you?”
“I’ve tried vanilla relationships and they
don’t work for me. I want a woman to take control.”
The image of him tied to a bench completely at
her mercy flashed in her mind before she squashed it. No. She would not go down
that path.
If he wanted to be friends, she could try, she
supposed. But there would have to be ground rules—no seeing him outside the
club being the number one. She had no idea if he frequented the local munches
or not. If so, she would have to be careful. Munches were more laid back. That
could open up a whole new set of problems—especially since she was already
having a physical reaction to him.
Theirs would have to be a lifestyle friendship
only. If Drew had questions about BDSM or needed help finding a Domme, she
could maybe give him advice. That was it, though. Beth wasn’t ready to get
tangled up in another web of emotional attachment.
Taking a deep breath, she offered her hand, and
introduced herself. “I’m Beth. Beth Davenport.”
He wrapped his fingers around hers almost
reverently. “It’s nice to meet you, Beth Davenport.”
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Summary:
After losing her husband unexpectedly, Katrina Mayer decided
to open Serpent’s Kiss. She wanted it to be a place where she and her fellow
kinksters could play and socialize.
Five years after the doors opened, the club is everything
she’d hoped it would be. On Friday and Saturday nights, Serpent’s Kiss is
filled with men and women who share a similar desire to explore the pleasures
BDSM has to offer. The club has continued to grow, and over the years, many of
its members have become friends.
The one thing Katrina didn’t expect when she’d decided to
open a club was the human drama that came with it. Learning to balance her life
as the club mistress has taken some getting used to, but she wouldn’t change a
thing.
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