Intense Passions
Intense Series, #1
Author -
Kalen Laurel
Genre – Adult Romance, Erotica with light BDSM
Genre – Adult Romance, Erotica with light BDSM
Brooke
Anderson, a pretty, young manager in a Chicago consulting firm, finally sheds
her boring boyfriend and is ready for a relationship that will grab her by the
shoulders and shake her into consciousness. She could easily fall for Jack, an
intense and handsome senior partner at her company. His passion for food, wine,
and music is infectious, and his delightfully kinky sexuality threatens to rock
Brooke’s world. But Marshall, a powerful but older CEO-type she meets also has
an eye for her, and his dark sexuality draws Brooke closer with every turn. But
is the man just too dangerous?
These two
alpha males ultimately find themselves face-to-face in a testosterone-driven
clash, but not before Brooke gets a taste of the mind-blowing emotion,
off-the-charts sensation and unparalleled sexuality an intense relationship can
bring.
About the Author
I’m Kalen Laurel, age 52, and I’m a mother, wife, mid-level manager, dog lover (and cats, too, but I’m allergic to them) and avid romance and erotica writer. Though I’ve written for years, I’ve just begun to be interested in officially sharing my stories with others.
I’m currently working on a novel about an unlikely
couple who experience the ups and downs of getting to know each other’s sexual
fantasies, limits, and compatibility. It’s mostly a love story with a bit of
light BDSM. I hope to finish it this spring.
I decided to begin blogging in the hope I might
find others willing to share their experiences, advice, and critiques with me.
Excerpt #1
Brooke’s voice:
“What would you think if I
asked you how your sex life is?”
Jack laughs. “I’d probably
turn you over my knee and give you a good spanking.”
Spanking?
An image of me, bent over
Jack’s knee—my jumper pulled up to my waist, my ass cheeks exposed and targeted
by his open-faced hand—flashes in my mind. My face is now burning, and I am
conscious of the fact that my jaw has dropped and I am staring at him with wide
eyes, unable to utter a word.
His smile fades slightly,
but he still sounds authoritative. “Perhaps I should be calling out ‘Bingo’ or
‘Jackpot’...I seem to have hit a nerve.” He shifts forward in the chair and
leans closer, lifting his right hand to my face, gently lifting my chin with
his fingertips while caressing my cheek with his thumb. The energy from his
touch travels through my body and focuses itself in an urgent shiver between my
thighs.
Excerpt #2
Brooke’s voice:
He directs me to the
balcony and pulls out one of the chairs. I start to sit down, but he stops me.
“Wait a second.”
He pulls a neatly folded
silk handkerchief from his pocket, shakes it out, and then uses it to cover the
seat. I start to sit again, and again he interrupts me, this time holding my
elbow gently as he leans over my shoulder and speaks quietly right next to my
ear. “And if you wouldn’t mind indulging a little fantasy of mine, please flip
your skirt out from underneath your butt as you sit down.”
Is
he serious?
I turn almost completely
around in his direction to get a look at his face.
“Really? Are you serious?”
I know I’m beet red. My face is burning up and the early spring sun in San
Francisco can’t possibly be that hot.
He gives me a wolfish grin
and nods without shame. “Yes. I really am a pervert, I know. But I’m also a lot
of fun...you’ll see.”
He steps back to give me
room to lower myself into the chair, and I give him a bit of a dirty look
before complying. He leans over and kisses me on the temple.
Giveaway
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