FEARLESS by Elizabeth SaFleur TOUR

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Sarah’s life of rigid control is nearly shattered by two men—one who wishes to submit to her, the other who might break her.

Fearless, an all-new sexy standalone in the Elite Doms of Washington Series from Elizabeth SaFleur is available now!

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Sarah Marillioux fled back to DC after a weekend of reckless, delicious, impetuous passion in London with another Dominant, Steffan Vidar. Two years later, Sarah has re-established her life of discipline and rigid control until Steffan reappears to threaten her status quo of relegating all romantic encounters to a dungeon. He's moved to DC and, with him, is Laurent Chacon, Steffan's angelic submissive—a mixture of masculine strength and aching vulnerability. Together they will bring her carefully constructed world crashing down around her. It would almost be worth it to have Laurent. The problem is, she'd have to take Steffan, too.
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Excerpt:

On the way to Accendos, she’d given some thought to how she’d like to approach Laurent this first time. Sensory deprivation with some CBT would be the obvious choice. According to his records, his favorite type of play was having his cock and balls tortured. He liked to watch his Dom or Domme handle him, too, which meant only one thing. She’d blindfold him. She cracked open the top of the chest, and two drawers lifted and separated to either side. She chose a black cotton blindfold along with a pair of thick leather cuffs. Laurent’s eyes glanced up and grew wide when she showed him what she held. “Something wrong, Laurent?” He shook his head and lowered his chin. “Take off your trousers and your briefs. Fold them. Let Steffan hold them.” She winked at Steffan who smirked at her words, not looking the least bit bothered by being reduced to the role of valet. Laurent complied, giving her a spectacular view of his backside when he strode over to Steffan. When he turned to her, she decided his front rivaled his back. Glossy, dark curls surrounded a long, thick cock that had already begun to harden. With the dusting of dark hair across his chest, visible ridges in his abdomen and a perfectly-defined Adonis belt, his masculine appeal grew tenfold. He could have modeled for the Greek masters, though they might be appalled at the size of his spectacular sexual anatomy. “So beautiful, Laurent,” she whispered. He flushed. Another honest moment that told her what she suspected—the man had no idea how beautiful he was. She led him to the exact spot where she’d literally dreamed of taking him—a large frame in the center of the room from which various hooks and chains hung. She encircled his neck with the blindfold and let the fabric hang and tease his mind with the promise of coming blindness. The cotton was light, but she sensed he’d feel it like a lead chain. She fastened a cuff around each of his thick wrists. “Lift your arms over your head.” She stepped up on one of the frame’s rungs and attached each cuffed wrist to a hook that hung from chains. She stepped down and took a long moment to run her hands down his forearms to his biceps, and then over his shoulders. She never trussed her submissives too tightly, preferring to see them move and sway as she worked them over—unless they required a more bound approach. She’d learn Laurent’s preferences and dole them out either as rewards or punishments over time. He sucked in a breath when she pinched a nipple. “Laurent. I’m glad you’re here.” He returned her stare with no hesitation. “Wherever, whenever you need me.” The pretty words tumbled from his mouth with such ease, her knees weakened. His eyes sparked with desire, his breath running a little faster across those full lips. A submissive’s reactions could be a performance, a make-believe arousal meant to incite a Dom or Domme’s courage. She knew his response was genuine, and her sense of obligation to him heightened because of it. She took more minutes to appreciate his flesh with her hands. God, she wanted to test every inch of that skin—feel, taste, and mark it. She’d wanted to play with Laurent the first day she’d laid eyes on him, which was dangerous. Her past led her to distrust desire, and that caution had paid dividends. Yet, there was much to explore with a man this transparent—the direct opposite of his current Dominant sitting in Alexander’s chair. “I loved your file, Laurent. Loved reading about you. What you enjoy, what you don’t. I can’t wait to test some of those limits.” She showed him the ball stretcher and cock ring apparatus. “I understand your cock requires a Mistress’s discipline.” One glance south and she realized she’d chosen well. He thickened further, which sent his cock dancing. That was the thing about male anatomy, unlike their mouths, their manhood never lied. She smiled up at him. “It pleases me to see your responses. Don’t hold anything back, Laurent. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mistress.” “Safeword?” “I won’t use it.” “Speak it out loud for me.” “Polyester.” She laughed. “Oh, you already please me, you wonderful man.” He gave her a flash of white teeth against that smooth tanned skin. She then gently curled her fingers around his cock and forgot everything else—even Steffan.
About Elizabeth
Award-winning author of steamy contemporary romance, Elizabeth SaFleur promises all the "feels" in her emotional, plot-rich stories. Experience luxurious, glamorous escapes in her Elite Doms of Washington series Fall in love with her alpha men who always leave a woman satisfied Meet the heroines who take charge in the Justice Series, her Femme Domme romance books Join her burlesque & gangster book world in the Shakedown series debuting in 2019 Many of her books were inspired from her thirty years as a PR practitioner in and around Washington, DC. She writes, tweets and posts under a pseudonym since her business clients might be (WOULD be) shocked at her new career choice. Name_BlkIso.png
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