Saturday, April 16, 2011

Amber's Toy, is available now from eXtasy

Amber's Toy 
Publisher: eXtasy Books
ISBN: 978-1-55487-847-5
Genre: m/f, femdom, BDSM

There’s a saying about a woman being scorned, a saying Amber is about to explore in great detail with Tony Jeffers.

To read an excerpt and buy, go HERE  

Overweight and unattractive, Amber thought she'd finally found love only to have her heart broken by hunky Tony Jeffers. When he humiliates her, she decides to devote her life to helping others, and forsake ever finding a man. A tragic plane crash proves to be her salvation. After a stint with a jungle tribe, and with the help of the wise woman of that tribe, Amber finds the means to avenge herself, and keep Mr. Hunk from hurting anyone else. To top it all off, when the bad boy realizes who it is and what she's doing, it's a huge turn on for him. Can the two find love after all?


Chapter One

Come on, ya sissy, down it. All of it,” slurred Amber. She sprawled across the bar, one arm extended along it to keep her from falling face first onto the lap of the drunk in front of her. Her skirt was too tight, her blouse too revealing, but to her, success was more important than decency at that moment. She knew he wouldn't recognize her. He couldn't and still be with her. Over the past few months, she'd lost a good deal of weight, and her hair was now its natural black where it had been nearly blonde. Her nose was smaller and her eyes were now blue whereas before her extended travels they'd been brown. No, he'd never recognize her. Besides, he'd never really looked at his many conquests; he just used them before moving on to the next.

She eyed the man, silently urging him to down the amber drink in his highball glass. The dull gray parasite curled around the single ice cube, waiting to warm up and do its job. Tony Jeffers peered at her, his handsome face flushed, his deep brown eyes unfocused. He smiled a lopsided grin that brought back a flood of memories of that night and made her stomach lurch.

He'd spilled half of his last bourbon down the front of his shirt. It pooled in the crotch of his jeans. In the dim lighting of the bar, she could barely see the dark patch. A well-liquored stick, she giggled and raised her own half-empty glass before downing it.

Come on, you bastard, she thought and slumped towards him, her hand inadvertently landing on his damp crotch. She wanted to tighten her fingers, to see if she could make him scream, but she held off. He'd pay soon enough.

To read an excerpt and buy, go HERE  



Sam Crescent said...

Wow, Jude This sounds fantastic.

Annie Alvarez said...

This sounds awesome. You had me intrigued at blurb!

Jude Mason said...

Hi Sam,

Thanks for dropping by lady. This was one of those naughty nasty stories that was sheer fun to write. Glad you enjoyed the tease.


Jude Mason said...

Hey Annie,

Awesome to see you here and really glad the teaser grabbed you.