VOYEUR Release Day! And a SEXY EXCERPT!

Voyeur released at midnight, so I thought it might be fun to have a little excerpt especially since Halloween is also so near and this particular selection is set against the backdrop of a BDSM Halloween Soiree. BUY VOYEUR NOW.

Excerpt starts here:
She’d spent three nervous days anticipating the party and was only slightly irritated that he’d chosen her costume. They matched, though hers was fun wear and his was the real deal. He was wearing black leather from head to toe, every bit the sexy biker. She was wearing fishnets, shiny PVC booty shorts and matching halter, a leather cap, and sexy, four-inch-heeled biker boots. So much exposed skin. She was embarrassed that the curve of her ass cheeks peeked from the edge of the shorts and she’d never shown so much cleavage. But Jonas had announced she was perfect…and she believed him.

As they rode in, Jonas pointed to the spirals of fog rising from the low fields on either side of the drive and it made Autumn think that it was going to be a perfect evening for a Halloween party. She was already so nervous and excited, the potential for eerie drifting fog to intensify the mood made her shiver. She thought it must be her nerves, making the driveway seem never-ending, but just as she thought it, the bike was coasting to a stop and the grand plantation house was rising above them. They parked in the grassy yard to the left of the house that was marked off with small flags to designate parking.

The house was set in the middle of a wide lawn though there were several tall, graceful trees flanking it and a cornfield behind. And then there was the barn…
Autumn tried in vain not to look at the massive, graying structure that was going to host most of the night’s entertainment. Jonas had warned her that once the festivities began, it would be a screaming, writhing free-for-all of sensual decadence. She’d promised to stay close to him. He was there to capture the event on film, she was there to assist him, and they would both get to watch. She shivered in anticipation.

She wondered if it would be different watching when everyone knew you were indeed watching and not doing so sneakily.

Delilah and Kim parked just as they were dismounting.

She was surprised to see that they wore matching plaid miniskirts, white knee socks, and black, high-heeled Mary Janes. Kim wore her long blonde hair in two ponytails and Delilah had scrunched and gelled her hair into spikes.

“Well, aren’t we all just so original?” Autumn asked, rolling her eyes, thinking that if men hadn’t had a hand in their choices, they would have all come as sexy witches. “I hope you feel as ridiculous as I do.”

Jonas laughed and muttered under his breath, “The costumes won’t be on long enough to matter, ladies.”

Autumn gasped, and grabbing a camera case, announced, “I’m his assistant. I’m just here to work.”

She caught Jonas’s smirk and soft chuckle. She knew it was because she’d made such a fuss to attend. What had she been thinking? Thank God, she hadn’t come with a blind date. She sighed with relief that things had worked out the way they had. It was one thing to play naughty games with Jonas and quite another to consider doing anything of the sort with a stranger.

As they walked up to the front porch, Jonas paused to capture the moment. Dusk was deepening, the sun setting behind the low hill behind the two-story, two-hundred year old house, making the four large pillars that supported the covered porch roof seem foreboding. “I never get used to seeing these old places in all their glory.”
“Spooky,” Autumn commented and looked over her shoulder to find Kim and Delilah trailing behind. They seemed as enchanted by the house as Jonas.

“Just wait,” Jonas promised. “The ambience is only part of what makes tonight special.”

She shivered, catching a glimpse of a white body hovering just inside the front door. It could have been a spectral image but as they moved closer she saw that it was a very naked woman, her body painted to resemble a very dead woman. Her lips were painted lavender and painted to appear sewn closed. At least that was what she first thought, but as she drew closer she saw that the dark lines meant to resemble thread were actually thick suture threads.

“Oh!” She passed the wraith by…quickly…thinking as she passed by, what a great illusion. She shivered and reminded herself that there were no real monsters in the manse. It’s just a party.

Four more women identical to the first were standing just inside the foyer and Autumn stared at their mouths. They really are sewn shut. She wanted to reach out and touch their lips but they pointed the guests through the house to a dark parlor lined with red velvet couches and she didn’t stop walking.

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