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Tuesday, 11 April 2017

How to Apply Musical Techniques in Bed. Perfect Notes by Jaye Peaches #hot #excerpt #

Title: Perfect Notes
Author: Jaye Peaches
Genre: D/s Erotic Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

Callie is all he desires—the tonic for his dominance. But to fulfill their dreams, she must succumb to his passions.

Amateur clarinetist Callie turns up for an orchestra rehearsal following a six-week absence to find a new conductor in residence—Stefan, a charismatic man with ambitions of being a composer. After he gives her a lift home, he invites her to his house for a practice session. What begins as a music lesson ends with a passionate display of dominance by Stefan.
As their sexual affair blossoms, Callie is increasingly drawn to find out more about her aspiring composer and why he is a potent lover in the bedroom. When she turns up unexpectedly at his house, she is shocked to find him in the company of a naked woman. Horrified to think that he might have betrayed her, she calls an end to their relationship, but persistent Stefan begs for a second chance.
Encouraged by her boss to resolve her feelings toward Stefan, Callie seeks out a friend of his, hoping to understand what drives him to dominate, but the given explanation creates more unresolved issues for Callie. Determined to seek out the truth, she plans to confront Stefan. But by then, he has gone abroad. Callie must make a decision—cash in her savings and follow Stefan, or banish him from her life. If she does the latter, she will never understand the nature of the intense emotions he has awakened within her. Does she dare to love him?

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My throat constricted. “My technique isn’t good enough for you? I seem to recollect you struggled to resist my mediocre technique.” I shoved my bottom backward into his groin. His penis moved. A pleasant sensation.
“You didn’t seem overly confident. We could definitely work on your confidence levels.” He wrapped a leg over mine.
I gyrated my butt, feeling him grow. “I’m not used to performing under such pressure.”
“It’s a matter of practice. The more you do it, the easier it becomes.” He pinched a nipple.
I groaned into my pillow. “Please, Stefan. Not now.”
“How about this weekend?” He squeezed harder.
I relented a little. “I’m not working.”
“That’s a promising start. I actually meant the whole weekend.”
I stopped grinding my bottom into him. “Friday?”
“To Sunday. Two days of intense personal tuition. I’m sure we can work on many skills.”
He moved his hand down my belly, fondling my skin as he journeyed to my loins. Instinctively, I flattened my stomach and held my breath, waiting for him to hit his target area.
I crushed my thighs together. “Like…what?” My voice betrayed me easily as it faltered.
He probed between my legs, driving them apart with his strong fingers. A multitude of goosebumps struck all over my feverish skin. He slid a digit down into my slit and held my sex in his sturdy hand. He pressed the heel of his palm down on my mound. A wave of tingles erupted from my nub, rippling outward.
“Your tonguing could be improved.”
“Tonguing,” I croaked.
“Mmm. So could your breath control. Deep breaths are essential. I’m sure we can come up with exercises to help—other techniques too.”
“Others?” I groaned, writhing under his strokes.
“I wouldn’t want you to gag on your mouthpiece. Very unsightly.”
As if I’d grown talons, I clawed at the pillow and dragged it to my chest. I hugged the pillow into a bundle. “My mouthpiece isn’t that big.”
“Yes, that might be a problem. You need to use something larger.” His erection, hardened and growing still, rocked in the cleft of my buttocks. “Then, there is your finger work. A strong grip, but you need to be nimble too. For example, assembling your instrument. If you twist too hard, you might damage what you’re screwing.”
“I’m used to an unoiled instrument. I could do with extra lubrication.”
“Good idea. Nothing like a smooth organ to play upon.”
His innuendos tipped me over the edge as his hand went from a playful tweaking to a serious rubbing. Then, his fine-tuning hit a pinnacle. He pinched my clit. I came, biting on the pillowcase, and his pinning leg stopped me from kicking him.
“Very good, Mausi. You are a good girl for suggesting so many ways we can improve your technique.”

Author Bio:
I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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