A few years ago I happened
upon—fictionally speaking—a little club in a small town where everyone with the
slightest interest in kink could get together and socialize. Located in a strip
mall just off the highway, the Carnivore Club’s décor was less than fabulous,
with red booths salvaged from a defunct restaurant and a disco ball casting a
few sparkles of light on the postage-stamp dance floor. But the friendship was
warm, the possibilities of meeting someone special real, and judgment
non-existent.
And that was where Barry met
Lily, a gorgeous half-Japanese, half-Italian young woman new to the lifestyle
with her eye on a Dom twice her size with a thousand times her experience. They
had one amazing afternoon together then something went wrong.
Lily has disappeared without a
trace and taken Barry’s heart with her. But mourning cannot last forever.
Blurb:
For
Barry, the opportunity to help build the newest Las Vegas resort, the BDSM
focused Carnivore Club offers the chance to put aside two years of longing for
the sub who ran away. In the glittering city in the desert, he could make a new
start and a new life. The gift of a 1Night Stand from his mysterious partner in
the endeavor
Lily’s
fears drove her away from the man of her dreams. In fact, she ran all the way home
to learn her mother had been diagnosed with cancer and needed her help. After
two years of caring for her mother, they lost the fight and Lily was cast
adrift to once again pick of the threads of her life. Terrified she’d flee the
instant things got too intense, Lily asks Madame Eve to help her set up a date
with a Dom. If she can handle one night with a stranger, maybe she can return
to Barry and beg him to take her back.
Excerpt:
Lily slipped
the silver bangle into her pocket—she wouldn’t wear it until she’d confirmed
her readiness to be his—and stared in the mirror. Three years older than the
last time she’d seen him, with faint shadows under her eyes from bouts of
crying. With the funeral the week before, her responsibilities to her mother
were over. She’d never again need her help to dress or shampoo her wigs, to
take her meds, a ride to the hospital for chemo….
Cancer was a bitch way to die.
The day after her mother’s
passing, she’d filled out the online application for a date through the 1Night
Stand service. Expecting it to take weeks, maybe months, to fill her very
specific request, she’d been shocked at the immediate response.
She’d contacted Madame Eve,
begged to change the date of her one-night stand with a Dom, but the e-mail reply
had stated that the arrangements would be difficult to change. If she
cancelled, it would likely be a long time before another date of this type
could be scheduled. And this was to be the test. She planned to return to home,
to the original Carnivore Club and beg Barry to take her back…. She didn’t
expect him to agree, but she had to try
If…and this was a big if…she
could survive a single night with a Dom without feeling the urge to run. So
many emotions had opened during the one afternoon and night she’d spent with
Barry, she hadn’t been able to deal with the outpouring. She’d had no idea what
she’d taken on and, beset with hysterics after he left, she’d fled. Home. To
her mother, like all grownups do.
It hadn’t taken long to realize
her mistake, but her mother’s diagnosis of leukemia suddenly made her presence
a necessity. There had been ups and down, but at last the disease had its slow,
painful way with her mother, stripping her of flesh and spirit before it
stripped her of life. Despite a sometimes contentious relationship over the
years, Lily and her mother had fought the battle together. And lost.
Lily was free again. Free to
pursue the man who had haunted her dreams for four long years. If he had time
for a scared bunny of a sub who’d left without a word and hadn’t had the
courage to contact him since.
But if she could survive this
one night—put herself at the feet of a strange Dom and do his bidding, be his
to do with as he pleased for one night—she felt sure she could fling herself at
Barry’s feet. Sub, slave…pet. She’d done a lot of research in four lonely years
and while she did not see herself in a role other than submissive to his
Dominant, she’d agree to anything to be his.
