'Obsession', book '2 in my HOT new erotic romance trilogy, The
Forbidden Series, is almost ready to be put up for pre-order now
with a release date of early February 2016, so, to get you in the
mood for this second installment in Neal and Kira's journey, I'm
letting you check out chapter one of 'Obsession' right here on my
blog. But please be aware that this is still, as yet, not the completed edit, and therefore may still be subject to one or two tiny tweaks...
And if you haven't yet read 'Allure', then also be aware that this chapter is probably going to contain some quite major spoilers.
*Oh, and I should say that even this small sample contains
strong language and pretty hot sex, so, you have been warned... *
'Obsession' - Synopsis
Neal Cannon and Kira Blu.
The art dealer and the escort.
Living the kind of life neither could have envisaged, before he paid to sleep with her and their worlds changed, forever.
Now living in Neal’s penthouse apartment in Manhattan, they spend their days working together, and their nights playing the kind of games that need to be kept behind closed doors. Behind one special door in particular...
Behind that door they’ve created a world they live out in secret. A world of intense pleasure and beautiful pain; a world that doesn’t stay secret for long…
Neal Cannon and Kira Blu.
Together they’re not only bringing their own dark desires to life, they’re also helping others to live out their private fantasies.
But when reality begins to creep in, and ghosts from the past come back to haunt them, dark and dangerous secrets start to unravel…
How far will they go to keep the one thing they want the most?
The most powerful Obsession of all…
One
Kira
I still pinch myself, sometimes,
just to make sure I’m really here; that it’s really happening, this new life
I’ve thrown myself into without any kind of safety net. But it’s been a few
weeks now, and I still wake up every day with the most beautiful man in the
world beside me and a future I’m beginning to believe might just be possible
after all.
My escort days are behind me, and
I’m OK with that now. It seems a lifetime ago, that world. The one Neal Cannon
walked into, changed, then took me away from, bringing me here, to his. And
while it’s taking some getting used to, I don’t think I could go back now. I
don’t think I want to.
‘You really have to stop these
early mornings, beautiful.’
I smile at the sound of his tired
voice, and I lean back against him as he wraps his arms around me from behind.
‘I hate waking up and you not being
there.’
He kisses my shoulder and I let
that now familiar shiver wash over me, closing my eyes as his mouth continues
to brush over my skin. ‘I like this time of day.’
‘Since when?’ he murmurs, resting
his chin on my shoulder.
I reach back to touch his face.
‘Since I met you.’
Those nights I’d spent with him in
his hotel suite back in Newcastle, when I’d wake in the early hours, unable to
get back to sleep; the mornings I’d leave him in bed and go and sit by the
window, watching as the world got ready to begin another day. Those mornings he’d
join me and we’d watch dawn break together. I should have known then I was
falling in love with him. I should have known, but instead I chose to fight it.
And then the fighting stopped, and my new world started turning.
‘You’re not gonna make a habit of it,
are you?’
I turn around in his arms and look
at him. And even after a night of almost non-stop sex and very little sleep
he’s still painfully handsome. Achingly beautiful. Even with his hair all
mussed-up, his impossibly blue eyes and heartbreaking smile make my stomach
jolt every time. ‘And I thought you were romantic.’
‘What gave you that idea?’ He grins
and I laugh and he picks me up and I wrap my legs around him as he carries me
back to bed. ‘Did I promise you romance, Ms Blu?’
He lays me down and lies beside me.
‘You promised me a lot of things.’
‘Yeah. I did, didn’t I? In that
case, romance could well have been one of ‘em.’
He grins again, and again I laugh.
I’m so ridiculously happy I still can’t believe that just a few weeks ago I was
ready to walk away from this. But I didn’t understand what was happening then.
Now I know I don’t need to understand it. I just have to live it.
‘So, this romance thing. It’s not a
deal breaker then?’
He’s still smiling, and I close my
eyes and kiss him, sliding a hand around the back of his neck, pushing him
down, and he holds me close, his hand snaking up my thigh underneath the short
nightdress I’m wearing.
‘I sold myself for ten years, Neal.
Romance isn’t something I’ve gotten used to in my life.’
‘All the more reason why you should
experience some,’ he whispers, and he’s inside me, and I stretch out and arch
my back as he makes love to me slowly, the way he’s done every morning since we
arrived here. Every morning we make love, during the day we have snatched sex in
his office, his car; anywhere we feel brave enough to risk it, and at night we
fuck – hard and fast and dirty. At night Kira Hardy goes away and Kira Blu
comes out to play. After dark that woman I’d once been – his whore, his
plaything – she’s back. But only for him. She only ever comes back for him, now.
After dark all inhibitions disappear – the sex becomes darker, lines become
blurred; we take on roles the outside world might not want to understand. But
we like our sordid, dirty little bubble.
‘We really should get some sleep,’
I murmur as he comes inside me, his body barely moving as he lays against me.
‘I’m kind of awake now,’ he groans
and I wrap my legs around him, keeping him close. I hate it when I can’t feel
him next to me; when he isn’t touching me, that’s how bad it’s got. How
dangerously obsessed with this man I’ve become. And it scares the hell out of
me. I walked out of a life I had total control over into one I have no control
over at all. I’m blinded by sex and a love I barely understand, but I don’t
want to be anywhere else.
‘I’m gonna go grab a quick shower.’
He smiles, and I reluctantly let him go. ‘You gonna join me?’
I sit up, drawing my knees to my
chest. ‘Take this one on your own, handsome. I’ll go make some coffee.’
He leans back over me and kisses me
quickly before he disappears into the bathroom. But it’s a couple of minutes
before I make any kind of move, pulling off my nightdress and slipping on one
of his shirts, dragging my hair back into a high ponytail.
I leave the bedroom and head into
the vast, open-plan living room. The view over Manhattan from the huge
floor-to-ceiling windows that cover one entire side of the room still takes my
breath away every time I step in here, especially at this time of day, when it’s
only just beginning to get light outside and everything seems slightly ethereal
as the city begins to wake up.
I walk over to the wall of glass,
hugging myself as I look out at a view I’d only ever seen before on TV or in
movies. And now I’m here, looking out over it for real from Neal’s incredible penthouse
apartment in Midtown East Manhattan. Every time I stop and think about it I
panic slightly at the realisation of where I am, what I’m now surrounded by;
who I’m with. It still doesn’t feel completely real, and I’m still not entirely
used to the sudden, drastic change in my life, but I’m getting there. And I
know I was right to take this risk. I was right.
I’m happy.
I really do think I might be in
love.
And they were two things I never
thought I’d be again.
Neal
I position my tie just right and
brush down my shirt, smiling at my reflection. I look like one lucky
son-of-a-bitch; a man who’s got everything he could fucking wish for, and
that’s because I have. I’ve got it all – a career I love, more money than I know
what to do with, and the woman of my freaking dreams in my bed, every night.
I had most of that just a few weeks
ago, too. Everything but the woman of my dreams. But back then, despite all the
money and the perfect job, I’d felt anything but lucky. I’d felt empty; lonely.
Then came Kira Blu. And it was like a light had been switched on somewhere in
my dead, cold soul. She gave me back my life.
I step away from the mirror and
lean back against the wall, closing my eyes. Kira Blu. My living, breathing
fantasy. By day we work together; by day she’s Kira Hardy – my girlfriend, my
beautiful apprentice. But as soon as the sun goes down Kira Blu is back, and she becomes my
walking wet dream. We shut out the world and escape into our own – the
playroom. We go there, every night, this place where inhibitions cease to exist
and fantasies are played out until our bodies can take no more. In the playroom
she becomes everything from my submissive whore to a dominant bitch; super-hot
schoolgirl whose detention punishment is just plain wrong, and a more-than-willing
patient to my dark and dangerous, dirty doctor. We cross lines and we push
boundaries. There’s intense pain and indefinable pleasure in our secret sex
games and, man, I can’t get enough of them; enough of her. Kira Blu. Before
she’d opened those beautiful, crazy-long legs for me just a few weeks ago sex
had always been an almost mechanical act for me; a necessity, a need I’d had to
fulfil, nothing more. For six years that’s all it had been – emotionless, empty
sex with escorts who hadn’t meant a thing. Until Kira happened. And then
everything changed. Everything. The future I’d thought I had planned, that’s
gone. And I’m looking at a whole other future now. One Kira and I need to live,
as the people we’ve become.
I open my eyes and breathe in deep,
sliding my hand into my pocket to touch the set of keys I’ve just put in there.
I don’t know how she’s gonna react to what I’m about to tell her, because it’s
kinda come from out of nowhere, but, at the same time, I think we’ve been
heading towards this ever since we got here, to New York.
I run my thumb over the cool metal
and smile. No. I’m not worried. She’s gonna love the idea, I mean, Jesus! She
fucking inspired it! Her, and our playroom.
That smile’s still on my face as I head
into the kitchen, and she’s already in there, singing along to the radio. She’s
got her back to me, and I can’t take my eyes off her as she sways her hips in
time to the music, and my cock reacts in the only way it knows how to when
she’s around.
I walk up behind her and slide my
hands up under her shirt – well, it’s my
shirt, really, but it looks way better on her – resting them on her hips.
‘You’re wearing panties,’ I murmur
quietly as I nuzzle her neck, and I feel her shiver slightly, which only stirs
my cock again.
‘Yeah. I do that, sometimes.’
I laugh, resting my mouth against
her skin and she shivers again. ‘Take ‘em off, beautiful.’
She turns around and smiles and I
feel my whole world shift further towards that new future I need with this
woman.
‘I think you need to check your
watch, Mr Cannon. You don’t get to tell me what to do until after dark.’
I jerk my head towards the window,
but keep my eyes locked on hers. ‘Sun ain’t completely up yet, darlin’. So take
the panties off.’
Her eyes bore into mine, and we both
know exactly what we’re doing now. The game is on. ‘You want them off, you take
them off.’
The corner of my mouth twists up
into a smirk before I turn her around and bend her over the countertop, tearing
her panties off and spreading her legs. And I take a second to just look at her
– her perfect, hard ass; thighs that have held me between them as I’ve fucked
her, over and over. But there’s only so long I can hold out here, even though
the view is damn freaking hot!
I pull her upright; back against
me, sliding the shirt off, and she’s naked, and I want her so fucking much it
still makes my head spin.
She reaches back and threads her
fingers in my hair, throwing her head against my shoulder and I lean in to kiss
her neck, breathing her in as my hands cover her tits. Her nipples harden
against my palms, and she pushes her ass back into me as she begs me to fuck
her. She’s begging me, to fuck her.
Another day in freaking heaven is
about to begin…
Copyright © Michelle Betham 2015
'Obsession' will be available to pre-order very soon. Watch this space for more news on that.
And don't forget, book #1 in the series - Allure - is available to download right now from Amazon for only 99p/$1.49! Or it's FREE with Kindle Unlimited!
