Replay Reunion 1: Naughty New Year

REPLAY REUNION 1: NAUGHTY NEW YEAR

by Nia Farrell

Length 6,154 words. Release date January 1, 2018.

Amazon e-book http://mybook.to/RR1NNY  or https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077MMRBVP

Goodreads http://bit.ly/RR1NNYGR  or https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36631578-replay-reunion-1

The cast of Replay BDSM theme resort reunites for a very special New Year celebration, held in the latest expansion where future Steampunk weekends will be held.  Sir Piers built the Steamroom complex for his wife Eleanor.  Its design was inspired by the books that she enjoys as an adult and a board game that she loved in her youth.

It’s a rare evening out for Replay’s owner and his wife.  Time away from their daughter Adrienne creates problems for Eleanor, who’s still breastfeeding.  But Sir Piers is more than her husband.  He’s her Dominant.  When the pain becomes acute, he whisks her into the conservatory and gives her the relief that she needs.

It’s a brand New Year, and a very different Replay.  Written for ages 18+.

 

Excerpt:

The moon was nearly full tonight, and the sky was clear.  The ambient lighting in the conservatory made it harder to see the stars, but it enhanced the inner beauty of the space.  The stained concrete floor mimicked flagstones but the illusion of texture was far easier to clean.  Potted trees and plants formed a maze of pathways.  A mix of wicker, wood, and metal furniture was scattered throughout.

Piers had built the entire Steamroom complex just for her, inspired by the books she enjoyed as an adult and the game that she had loved when she was younger.

It was the first time that she had been included on a project from the initial concept to the completed design.  She’d thought that cutting back her hours of counseling at the community resource center would allow more time with Adrienne.  Instead, she’d found herself working with Piers and loving every minute of it.

The man was a visionary.  A genius, really.  And so very humble, considering his gifts.  He’d taken a dream and turned it into reality.  Every weekend, he made fantasies come true.

If she could be certain that she wouldn’t add to any guilt or embarrassment that Ashley might be feeling, she’d slide from her chair, crawl over to her husband, and show her appreciation.  Later, she promised herself.  Their first obligation was to others.  And denying herself now would only heighten her pleasure later.

She finished her snails and sipped at her wine, watching Piers eat.  For so large a man, he was incredibly graceful.  He had nearly finished when the orchestra began playing the song that they’d first danced to, dressed as the White Queen and King in Lewis Carroll’s Wonderland.

“I am sorry.”  He sighed.  “I expected us to be finished inside and ready to dance, if we were not already.”

“Oh, no!  Don’t be sorry.  It’s fine, Piers.  Really.  This whole night.  This place.  The food.  The wine.  The music.  Everything is perfect—or will be, if we can get Ashley’s stomach settled.  Maybe some clear soda, or crackers.  I went through boxes of saltines and graham crackers with Adrienne.”

“Indeed.”  At least he was able to smile about it now.  At the time, he’d been extremely concerned, and rightly so.  “Hopefully, next time will be better.”

“Hopefully,” she agreed.  “With Adrienne, the only thing easy was the delivery.  Two hours, and there she was.”

Piers dropped his gaze.  “The doctor said that your hips were made for birthing babies.”

He put his napkin on the table.  Rose.  Stalked over to her like a large jungle cat, took hold of her chair, and turned it to face him.  Kneeling, he slid his hands down her thighs and spread her legs, opening her, letting him smell the musk of her arousal. 

“So responsive,” he crooned, cupping her sex and feeling how wet he’d made her.  “But these are in the way of enjoying my dessert.  Knickers off, princess.”

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