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Jane looked at Kirsty. 'How do you feel about this, Kirsty?'

Kirsty shook her head. 'I'm not sure I could write such a book. I write Romance. Can't I just  write for the Red Rose Romance line like I do now?'

'These books are Romance,' Blake said. 'They just contain more sex scenes. It's erotic romance. And to answer your question, no. We've decided to reduce the number of titles in the Red Rose Romance imprint for now.'

Kirsty felt the dread inside her flip her stomach. What choice did she have? She needed the money. But could she write a steamy book? Her sex life with Simon was dull. She blamed herself for being curvy and not being what a man wanted, which was part of the reason she wrote and read Romances, so she could put herself in the heroine's high heels and forget about her own unexciting life for a while. But BDSM? She had no idea how to write such things. Did she have it in her?

'Kirsty,' Blake said smoothly, standing so close to her that she could smell the subtle scent of his musky aftershave and beneath that a hint of masculinity. 'I know you can do this. It's because I read Highlander's Harlot that I know you have it in you.'

Had he read her mind. Along with being a powerful, rich alpha male was he psychic too? She felt herself flush and said, 'I wouldn't know where to start.'

'I'm sure Kirsty can write the material you require,' Jane said, putting on her serious agent's voice. 'If we could see the contract, we'll give you a decision.'

He slid papers across the desk to Jane. 'This is our standard contract for the Red Rose Bound line. That’s a contract per book. We don't know how long this trend will last so we don't want to tie our authors in to anything more than one book.'

Jane read through the blocky paragraphs of type and held the second page of the contract up to Kirsty, pointing at the advance amount and raising her eyebrow. The figure stated was more than three times what Kirsty had received in the past for her Romances.

Blake grinned wolfishly and said, 'We are paying very handsomely for these books. Partly because we need the manuscripts quickly. I expect the first draft to be on my desk within a month.'

'A month?' Kirsty blurted out. There was no way she could write a first draft in a month. Even if she went to the cabin in Scotland, away from all distractions, she wasn't sure she could produce the required word count in so short a time.

'I think you can do it,' Blake said. 'The book can be a little shorter than your category Romances. And you are welcome to use a pen name if you wish. We are aiming these books at a different readership to your past work.'

'Mr Blake, can we go and look at the contract over lunch and get back to you?'

'Of course. I look forward to hearing back from you later today.'

They got up and he stood by the window watching them. Jane left the office ad Kirsty was about to follow her until Blake's voice stopped her.

'Kirsty,' he said in his confident deep silky voice.

She turned to face him.

'I know you have it in you,' he said before turning back to the window.

With less confidence in herself than he seemed to have in her, she followed her agent out of his office.

 

* * *

 

'God, he is hot!' Jane said as they sat down in the coffee shop around the corner from Inception Publishing. They both had hot chocolates with marshmallows and cream. Outside, the rain still came down in windswept sheets of chilly water.

Kirsty shrugged. She had come to the same conclusion herself but she was more concerned with writing for the Red Rose bound lime than she was with Tyler Blake's hotness.

'What about the book he wants me to write?' she asked.

Jane took a sip of her drink and waved away Kirsty's concerns. 'Oh God yes, you can do a  manuscript in a month, love. Just do it in Scotland, away from the real world for a while. The break will do you good. Do it under a pen name then when this trend blows over, just get back to writing category Romance.'

'But I’ve never written anything like this before.'

'It's just Romance,' Jane said. 'Romance with a bit more sex. What's so difficult about that?'

'But what about the...' Kirsty leaned forward and whispered, 'BDSM.'

Jane grinned wickedly. 'Just try some things with Simon and write about them. Write what you know.'

‘Simon isn’t...into that kind of thing,' Kirsty replied flatly. The truth was, it was a struggle just trying to get Simon to have sex with her at all. And he could hardly be called the most imaginative of lovers. Simon's idea of passion was two minutes of kissing her neck then fondling her breasts for a few seconds before climbing on top of her. She suddenly wondered what Tyler Blake was like in bed and her imagination took her to a place where she was on her knees, her dress up around her waist while Blake positioned himself behind her, ready to enter her...

'...if you like,' Jane finished a sentence Kirsty had missed entirely.

'Sorry, say again?'

'Kirsty are you listening? I said I can ring him and tell him you'll do it if you like. The contract is very tasty...just like Tyler Blake.' She giggled and took another sip of her hot chocolate.

Kirsty sighed. She didn't really have much choice. 'OK, tell him I'll do it.'

Jane fished her mobile out of her handbag and called Ruth, asking to be put through to Blake.

'Mr Blake, Kirsty says she'll do it. Yes...yes of course. Just a moment..' She passed the phone to Kirsty, whispering, 'He wants to talk to you.'

'Hello?' Kirsty said into the phone, still wondering just what she'd gotten herself into.

'Kirsty.' Voice dripping with testosterone. 'I only have one order for you. Excite me.' He hung up.

Kirsty frowned and passed the phone back to Jane.

'Well what did he say?' her agent asked.

'He hopes I'll do a good job,' Kirsty said, loosely paraphrasing Blake's words.

But later, on the train back to Nottingham, as she watched the rain streaming over the windows, two words echoed in her head, spoken in a strong masculine voice.

'Excite me.'

Chapter Two

 

She got home and dropped her keys on the kitchen table before going upstairs and preparing a hot bubble bath for herself. She felt grimy and wet after her journey to London and she had a lot to think about. A bubble bath always helped. Pouring half a bottle of Japanese bubble bath that promised to smell of mandarin and white cotton...whatever white cotton was supposed to smell like...into the churning, steaming water, she remembered Tyler Blake’s parting words.

‘Excite me.’

She wasn’t sure if she could excite a man, either through her writing or in real life. Her sex life had always been pedestrian. How was she supposed to write steamy BDSM scenes? Yet somehow she had to. She had bills to pay.

Pulling off her wet clothes, she caught a glimpse of her naked body in the full-length mirror. She hated that mirror. If it hadn’t been fixed to the wall when she’d moved in, she would have gladly smashed it. The mirror didn’t sugar-coat anything, just told it as it was. Big hips, big boobs, big bum. Big. That was the word the mirror liked to use most.

Sighing, Kirsty slid into the hot bath and tried to detect the scent of white cotton. She couldn’t identify it but the bubbles did smell fruity and sweet and she relaxed into the warm embrace of the water. The heat made her skin tingle.

She relaxed into the warm scented heat and let her mind wander. An image of Tyler Blake floated up from her subconscious and she let herself fantasize a little. In her fantasy, she was on a beach in the Maldives. The sand was almost white and contrasted with the deep, clean blue of the sea. Beyond the beach, a forest of exotic plants and trees provided shade from the hot sun which shone in clear expanse of blue sky. Kirsty walked along the shifting edge of the sea and she wore a skimpy white bikini. She didn’t feel self-conscious in the fantasy and she walked with confidence, feeling the cool salt water lap over her feet and the hot sun warm her exposed skin. She wore sunglasses and her hair was pinned back neatly with two hair pins that had silk white flowers attached to them. She was happy.

Up ahead, relaxing on a white cotton blanket laid over the sand in the shade of a palm tree, Tyler Blake waited for her. He wore only sunglasses and a pair of black swimming briefs. His body rippled with deeply-tanned muscles and when he saw her, he smiled.

She walked over to him, into the cool shade, and lay next to him on the white, virginal cotton.

He looked down at her and in the reflection of his sunglasses, she saw herself as he saw her...pretty, lush and voluptuous. Blake smiled at her and his hand reached out for hers, entwining his large fingers around her dainty ones. He did the same with her other hand then rolled over so he was on his knees above her, holding her hands firmly pressed against the cotton sheet above her head. She was under his control but that thought didn’t frighten her; it made her feel safe to be controlled by a strong man who she knew wouldn’t harm her. She felt excited at his firm touch and a pleasing warm tingle spread from her inner thighs all the way to her face. Her pussy felt hot, wet and wanton. She could feel Tyler’s hardness pressing against the soft flesh of her thigh. His breathing was deep and controlled and she could feel sexual need flowing from him in waves. He desired her like no other man ever had.

She gave herself to his desire, letting him control her, because she knew he wanted to please her as much as he wanted to please himself. He laid strong kisses along her throat and over the soft swells of her breasts. Her nipples hardened in the bikini, puckering and toughening with excitement. Tyler kissed them through the white material and Kirsty gasped at the sensation of his mouth on her excited nubs. Shifting his grip on her wrists so he could hold her down with one strong hand, he used the other to untie the bikini top and he removed it from her, laying it on the white cotton. He looked down at her big, heavy breasts and the way his breathing quickened made Kirsty proud of her full, womanly curves. She arched her back to display herself to him and he took a nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue against its hardness and biting it gently. She moaned and slid her thigh against the hardness of his manhood.

He reached above her head for something and she felt rope being tied around her wrists. She let him tie her and squirmed not against the restraints but against the desire rising inside her like a hot wave. He trailed passionate kisses over her belly and over the tops of her thighs. She trembled and moaned, clenching her burning pussy. She needed him in there.

Untying her bikini bottom ever so slowly, he seemed to revel in every inch of her exposed body as he slowly drew the material down, revealing her neatly-trimmed pussy to his gaze. Kirsty opened her legs, showing him her exposed, wanton entrance. He placed his head between her thighs and she felt his exploring tongue licking along her lips, up to her clit. She shuddered as his tongue teased her clitoral hood lightly and he kissed her there, sucking her engorged bud between his lips. She arched her back involuntarily, pushing her vagina against his questing mouth, wrapping her thighs around his head and moaning with the pleasure his tongue gave to her sensitive bundle of nerve-endings.

He moved himself up to face her, his bulge pressing against her wanton folds. She tasted herself on his lips as he kissed her and he held himself up on one muscular arm while he slid his swimming trunks down his thighs. Kirsty felt the head of his cock touch her pussy lips and she groaned with need. He rubbed his shaft against her, coating himself with her arousal. He felt big and solid and so hard.

Still kissing her, he entered her with one deft movement of his hips and Kirsty moaned against his mouth. Tyler arched his back, closing his eyes as he plundered her with his thick cock. The girth of his manhood filled Kirsty in a way she had never felt before, stretching her inner walls and making her feel like her pussy was one solid mass of delicious sensation. Tyler grunted. He felt it too. They were so good together.

He moved within her, taking pleasure from her tightness and giving pleasure to her with his powerful, solid strokes. Kirsty wrapped her legs around his strong, thrusting hips and felt the tingle of an approaching orgasm as Tyler slid even deeper into her.

It hit her like a tsunami, rolling inexorably over her and making her inner muscles clench and flutter before drowning her in bliss. She screamed out and lay helpless beneath Tyler’s unstoppable thrusts, feeling his cock slide deep inside her body as she clenched and writhed and shuddered with orgasmic joy. He gritted his teeth and she knew that seeing her like this, knowing that he had made her helpless to pleasure, was about to send him over the edge.

He grunted and released himself, his cock twitching inside her and warmth suddenly flooding her womb. Roaring with pleasure, head thrown back and closed eyes to the clear blue sky, he let his desire flow into her, hips jerking strongly and his groin pressing strongly against hers, burying himself in her core.

The sudden ringing of Kirsty’s phone brought her out of the fantasy with a hard bump back to reality. The bath had cooled and she felt suddenly chilly. Pulling the plug, she got out and wrapped a thick towel around herself before pressing the button on her phone to answer the call.

It was Jane. Kirsty felt a flush creep up her neck even though there was no way Jane could know what she had just been thinking about.

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