Paolo's Playhouse

I’m starting a new thing and hope to host guest bloggers every Friday. You can expect most of them to be steamy authors because, well, I am. LOL Today’s post is brought to you from the lovely Natasha Moore, author of the Paolo’s Playhouse series from Samhain…and c’mon, don’t you just wish tere was playhouse near you?
She’s my first guest blogger so please leave a comment and make her feel welcome.

Paolo’s Playhouse. A new playground for consenting adults. Playrooms for every interest or desire. Bring your own plaything or we can provide one for you. We’ll help your fantasies come to life. Inquiries, phone…
The idea for my Paolo’s Playhouse series came a couple years ago when I was brainstorming ideas for a series. I’d never written a series before and I wanted something sexy, erotic, and emotional as well. I wanted the Playhouse with its many playrooms, to be different from the other sex clubs I’d read about. I didn’t want a big, public dungeon (although those are great!) I wanted a club with small, intimate rooms where people could live out fantasies that maybe they’d never considered doing for real. People who maybe wouldn’t normally go to a dungeon in the first place.
I had fun setting up different fantasies for each story and I purposely kept the stories short and focused. I wanted to concentrate on one couple for each story — a couple at a crossroads in their relationship, and show how letting go and living out a sexual fantasy together could make all the difference.
The first story in the series, Flaunt It, features exhibitionism in a playroom with a big two-way mirror. The second story, Risk It, features the couple on the other side of the two-way mirror, so voyeurism is the fantasy for that story. Birthday Girl is a sexy ménage story and the last story, Plaything, which released last week, is a BDSM story. Each story is as emotional as it is erotic and I’m really thrilled with readers’ responses.
Julianne’s the epitome of a successful businesswoman. But where her boardroom reality is full of decisions, her bedroom fantasy is the exact opposite—allowing a lover who knows what he’s doing to strip her of the need to make any decisions at all.
When she reads an ad for Paolo’s Playhouse, her long-ignored need twists inside her, too sharp to ignore. Trembling, she picks up the phone, and Paolo’s charm, lyrical accent and empathy soothe her fear just enough to agree to be the Playhouse’s bondage toy. One look at Paolo the following night, and she wishes she’d struck a different bargain. To be his alone.
Paolo can’t take his eyes off the brave and beautiful woman with hair like the fire he sees in her soul. Her sexual need to be bound matches his own powerful need to be the one to bind her. Tonight and always.
Except Julianne agreed to only one perfect night. Now he must convince her it could be the first night of many for them—if only she will trust him.
I want to thank Sasha for having me as her guest today and I’m delighted to give away a free download of Flaunt It, the first story in the series, to one lucky commenter. And I’m also happy to share an excerpt for Plaything, a little tease if you will 🙂

Excerpt:

She heard his footsteps move away from her and then the door opened. And then it closed with a quiet click. She was left alone, tied to a chair in the middle of a playroom, offering her body for someone else’s enjoyment.
And hopefully her own.
This was what she’d wanted, wasn’t it? An anonymous, erotic encounter. A one-time experience with bondage. She was there to live out her deepest fantasy. It didn’t matter with whom.
At least it hadn’t before.
She pushed the image of deep blue eyes and dark wavy hair out of her mind and concentrated on the sensations of the moment. She was tied tight, yet it wasn’t uncomfortable, at least not yet. She felt vulnerable, helpless. And so aroused she could feel moisture trickling from her core.
The air felt different now, softer, almost like the drag of fingers over her skin. She could barely hear the soft music over the blood pulsing though her veins. Her nipples beaded with anticipation. Her heart skipped in her chest. Her pussy clenched.
And she waited. And waited.
She discovered she didn’t like to wait.
She was used to taking matters into her own hands, whether it was a decorating job or her own satisfaction. But to wait for the unknown. To anticipate the best. To agonize about the worst. She didn’t like it one bit.
There wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it, and perhaps that was the lesson she was supposed to learn. Let go. Don’t worry. Wait and see. Everything was out of her control anyway.
She was here to be someone’s plaything. Someone who would be coming to this room to play out his fantasy as well. She had to remember that.
As she sat there and waited, her heartbeat slowed to something close to normal. She relaxed into the chair and closed her eyes. Let go. Don’t worry. Wait and see. The words repeated in her head. She might have even dozed off in the darkness that surrounded her.
Then she heard the click of the door opening. The door closing. Footsteps nearing. Her poor heart kicked up into high gear again. She straightened as best she could, sitting tall and proud. She wanted to please whoever it was Paolo had entrusted her to tonight. She licked her lips and attempted a shaky smile.
He hadn’t said a word. Hadn’t moved since the footsteps stopped. He wore some exotic scent that tickled her nostrils. Who was he? What did he look like? Why didn’t he have his own bondage toy to play with? Was he someone like her, someone who hadn’t been able to find a willing partner?
He was so quiet. He had to have been looking her over. Checking her out. Perhaps he was trying to decide what the first thing was he was going to do to her. Oh God, what was he going to do to her?
Her breathing began to come faster, harder. Panic scrambled in her chest. Maybe she couldn’t do this after all.
“Shh.” He brushed his hand gently down her cheek, through her hair, across her shoulder. And then again. “Shhh.” The soft strokes calmed her and she felt foolish for panicking. Paolo had promised she would be safe with this man. And while she might not know this man enough to trust him yet, she trusted Paolo. She believed him.

I’ll hold the contest open until Monday, May 21^st. What’s your favorite fantasy? Please leave your e-mail address along with your answer for a chance at a free download of Flaunt It.

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