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Dark Tales Diaries: Volume Two by London Saint James

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Dark Tales Diaries, 2

Blackthorn Printing made a splash in the publishing world with the introduction of Dark Tales Diaries, yet despite his efforts, Tristan Blackthorn isn’t any closer to finding the woman he seeks. Unwilling to give up on his lost love, his search for Keira continues in Volume Two.

A voyeuristic moment leads an astronomy professor and his assistant to a steamy endeavor on The Observation Deck.

An invitation for cocktails has the reclusive woman who lives in 204-B pondering why the handsome, wealthy owner of her building would invite her to anything. Does she have enough guts to go to The Top Floor?

And a Maestro strikes the right cord with a young and talented cellist who is trying to find her passion.

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, public exhibition, sex toys, spanking


Excerpt:

    “Come on, Tristan,” Keira said, giggling playfully as she shut her diary.

    “What new story have you added? One of love? Intrigue? A tale of the forbidden?” I inquired while eyeing the leather bound book.

    Keira laid it aside, and rose to her feet. “I’ll read them to you, someday.”

    She slipped out of her white cotton dress, leaving her sandals in the wake of snow-colored material at my feet. I leaned my back against the trunk of the tree, pretending to rest, but in truth, rest was the furthest thing from my mind.

    Keira twirled on the ball of her foot, more graceful than any dancer.

    “Do that again,” I said.

    The sun broke through the leaves on the trees, and set her long raven tresses into brilliant highlights that shimmered in deepened shades of blue-black. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She alone encapsulated perfection, with her small, pert breasts slightly covered by her long hair, and when she moved, the gumdrop point of a pale-pink nipple peeked through some of the strands. She raised her arms above her head, giving me a full view of her extended frame, and did something of a provocative pirouette before turning to face the pond.

    Her slender waist gave way to rounded hips that swayed seductively as she tiptoed, nude, toward the edge of the water. She stuck one toe in, and looked at me over her slender shoulder. Her jewel-green eyes penetrated my soul.

     Keira twisted her long hair up, and used the dark pieces that fell from her fingers to weave her tresses into a tied-off knot, freeing the canvas of her back. The dappled shade that fell from one of the overhanging branches caressed the curve of her spine like a long lost lover, and in that instant I wanted to kiss the dimples above her heart-shaped ass. The thought stirred up something much more primal.

    “Are you coming?” she asked.

    When Keira licked the plumpness of her lips, my cock ached for her.

    “Definitely,” I said, and stood from my shaded spot under the oak, toeing off my shoes in a hurry, before ridding myself of my shirt and pants.

    Once free of my clothing, I bounded toward her. She grinned and jumped before my hand made contact with her arm. I wasted no time, and followed in behind her. Our heads popped to the surface in unison, with her joyous laughter filling the air.

    “I bet you can’t catch me,” she taunted in a cutesy voice before diving beneath the murky pool.

    I studied the trail of bubbles and waves she made, guessing where she might come up, then made my way onto the grassy bank, crossed over the plank bridge, and hopped into the water off the south bank. When she resurfaced, I snatched her up.

    “Got you,” I said, and placed a kiss to her lips.

    She wiggled. Her moist mouth left mine. “No fair, Tristan. You were supposed to swim and catch me, not cheat, and wait until I ran out of air.”

    “You never outlined the rules. And besides, I play to win.”

    Keira, shook her head. Water rolled along her nose, over her parted lips, and down her chin before the wandering drop found its home in the pond.

    “I know you do,” she said, rubbing her nose against mine. “That’s one of the things I love about you.”   

    “What else do you love about me?”

    “I’m not telling.”

    I placed my lips to her tempting neck, traced a line with the tip of my nose to the end of her ear, and sucked her lobe into my mouth. “What if I persuade you to tell me?”

   She moaned my name, and draped her arms around my neck. “Don’t stop doing that, and I might be persuaded.”

    Keira wrapped her long legs around my waist. The head of my hard cock slipped between our two intertwined bodies. She pressed herself against me, tighter. Warmth worked its way through my essence as I slid my manhood in-between her parted lower lips. I wanted to explore all of her with my hands, my dick, and my mouth. One hand remained on the back of her slim neck while the other left her lower back to discover the wonder of her ass. Flames, not water lapped at my skin with a desire beyond words.

 

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  1. Totally Hot 5 Star Review

    Posted by on 18th Sep 2013

    This is a totally hot series. I loved Dark Tales Diaries 2. I can't wait for the next book.


  2. So HOT!!! 5 Star Review

    Posted by on 22nd Jun 2013

    I really enjoyed all three short stories and Tristan's. I feel like you get four stories, but the fourth story isn't finished. It was very well written and definitely worth reading!


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