Thought everyone could use a touch of kink today. Why? Because kink is awesome and delicious! And a little bit of Zeke will go a LONG way to making any day great!!!!
Kinky
sex in a pitstop bathroom. One of Zeke’s dirtiest fantasies. Being
himself could cost him everything or win him the submission of the one
woman who truly matters. His wife.
Zeke has found
himself standing in the position to fulfill his every wicked, kinky
fantasy. The person giving him the keys to his freedom? His wife. Aslan.
The one person he promised to protect, honor and cherish. Protect. Even
from himself. Especially from himself and the cravings running through
his veins.
But she said she
wanted him to drop his self-imposed chain and let his monster out of its
cage. But what if his wants are too much? Too sick? Too dirty? What if
he pushes her away? What if he scares her?
What if he doesn’t?
Can she truly handle
his needs and desires? Or will his demands change their lives forever,
morphing an amazing love into something horrible that he will hate
himself for?
He’s standing at the
precipice of everything he’s ever dreamed, but thought was out of reach.
To take the next step is up to him. Play it safe or finally be real
with the only woman who has ever truly mattered?
Their answer is only a pitstop away…
This
is the second short story in a serial release all featuring Aslan and
Zeke. A married couple looking for more and finding it in the arms of
each other. There will be nine stories total, with one being released
every couple months. Short kinky stories meant to tantalize and excite
you. May you fall in love with love and everything that word means to
your fantasies…
Excerpt -
Yes Sir. Quite ready.
The words tunneled
inside his head as he let the imaginary chain fall to the ground. But it wasn’t
the words that had him climbing out of the SUV. That was due to the attached
picture of his wife’s panties sitting next to her purse on the kitchen counter
at home, where he’d told her to leave them both before she left the house.
Before she
drove a few minutes from their house to the pitstop on the highway. Before she
came to meet him. Before she came to submit to him.
Game on, ran through his mind.
He loved
his wife and trusted her implicitly. She’d convinced him over the last weeks—and
hours and hours of conversation—that she wanted this. Needed this. And if he
were owning up to it, so did he. And he had every intention of making up for
lost time. One more text was all he needed to send before approaching the
sliding doors of the large convenience store.
Raising
his phone, he texted his wife her first set of instructions.
Get a slush. Strawberry, since I
know it’s your favorite. You have five minutes.
I’ll find you.
It didn’t
take long for her response to ping his phone.
Smiley
faces, hearts and an icon of a strawberry were her answers.
Such
things probably shouldn’t make him harder, but they did.
No.
She did.
Everything
she did turned him on. Every look, every outfit, every moan.
Fuck.
Rock-hard
didn’t touch how horny he was for his wife.
Wedded
bliss?
Hell yeah.........
Decadently Yours,
Jennifer Kacey
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Jennifer Kacey is a writer, mother, and business owner living with her miniman in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.
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