In the Spotlight: Doris O’Connor

Thanks so
much for hosting me today with my new release, The Job.
J

How far
would you go to help out your friend and flatmate? If you’re Alexandra
Farrington quite far, indeed. While she can’t get her head around the fact that
her friend does that, she is somewhat
reassured that the escorts provided by Premiere Companions are not required to
have sex with their clients.

Alex can do
this—she’s an actress after all—and killer stiletto sandals make good weapons if
said client gets frisky.

Yes, all
good in theory, until she opens the door to a face from her past. The one man
she hoped to never see again. The one man she simply cannot resist.

Enter the
world of the escorts of Premiere Companions, the elite escort service in London.

The Job releases
October 8th



Blurb:

Accepting money for sex is wrong—isn’t it?

Alexandra Farrington certainly thinks so. The job she’s agreed to do for her
friend is not supposed to involve any sex. However, no man spends this much
money on a swish hotel suite and sinful lingerie, and not expect the horizontal
shimmy in return.

And what sort of man employs escorts anyhow?

Nathanial Longton cannot believe his eyes when the door opens to reveal his
companion for the evening. He has never forgotten the housekeeper’s daughter.
The girl he grew up with has grown into a beautiful, sexy woman, and what’s
more she’s all his for the night.

Alex and he have unfinished business and, with her at his mercy, it’s payback
time.

If only this was just about sex, but Alexandra’s submission awakens much more
than his inner Sadist….

Love is far harder to ignore.

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Adult Excerpt:
       
“Present
for me, girl, you know what to do.”
His
voice sounded hoarse. It chased away the last of her misgivings. She might well
regret this in the morning, but for now, she needed this, wanted this one night
with him. She had no doubt that Nathanial would take her out of her head, help
her forget all that bad stuff that had happened, as she scrambled to her knees
in the middle of the bed.
“Good
girl, take your bra off for me. Then spread your legs as wide as they go. Let
me see what’s mine, pet.”
He
grinned at her groan in answer. Alex gave herself a moment to admire the play
of muscles in his chest as he ran a hand through his hair. He picked up the tie
off the floor, where it had fallen when he yanked the sheet off the bed.
Twisting
it around his hand, he raised an eyebrow at her. Alex scrambled to take off her
bra.
“Not
so fast, girl, nice and slow. Give me a show.”
His
grin deepened when she groaned again, but she dutifully reached behind to undo
her clasp. Using her arms, she kept the bra pinned to her side. She then made a
big show of slipping each strap off her shoulder with her index finger. His
eyes darkened further when she shrugged her shoulders. Releasing her grip on
the sides of her bra, she allowed the cups to slip, as she leaned forward.
“Okay,
not that slow. Show me your tits.”
She
giggled at the strain in his voice, then threw her bra over her shoulder with
as much flourish as she could muster. Unfortunately she almost upended the
glass of water on the nightstand in the process. It wobbled precariously,
before it stopped right on the edge. Alex breathed a sigh of relief at the fact
that it didn’t fall.
When
she looked back at Nathanial the warm affection mixed in with amusement gave
her a warm glow inside. Mindful of his instructions, she got back on her knees,
spread her legs as far they went, and grasping one globe each lifted her
breasts up for her Sir’s inspection.
She
caught his smile of approval, before she dropped her gaze to the bed. The
knowledge that she pleased him made her feel ten feet tall inside.
“Such
a good girl. Close your eyes for me. I don’t want you to see, just feel.”
“Yes,
Sir.”
“That’s
my good girl.” She heard the smile in his voice. In the next instant, the bed
dipped. Something soft and silky trailed across the tips of her engorged
nipples. The slight contact sent frissons of excitement down her spine. When
his hot breath ghosted across the sensitive flesh she didn’t even try to stop
her moan.
“That’s
my girl. I want to hear you. I want to hear every little moan and sigh. When I
eat you out, finally allow you to come, I want to hear you scream. Does my
beautiful pet think she can do that for me?”
His
deep, dark voice pulled her under. Alex knew she would have done about
everything for him right now. Her clit pulsed and her internal muscles clenched
in desperate need for his touch, as he resumed the erotic torture of her
nipples with what she assumed must be his tie. He alternated the soft strokes
of the fabric with licks of his tongue. She jumped when he sucked one hardened
peak into his mouth, while torturing the other side with feather light caresses
of his silky tie.
Every
suck and pull from his mouth sent darts of need down to her clit. Her thighs
grew damp, her thong gave up the fight in containing the liquid evidence of her
arousal, and she whimpered in need, pushing her breasts farther into his mouth.
A
sharp swat to her thigh was her answer. Alex groaned her disappointment when
she felt him withdraw.
“Hold
still, pet, or I’ll start with that punishment after all. In fact…”
Before
she knew what was happening the air shifted. In the next instant, he’d pushed
her face down onto the bed. She jumped when he cupped her mound through the
sodden lace of her underwear, rubbed his palm up and down her slit with just
enough pressure to ramp up her arousal even more but not enough to come.
“So
fucking wet for me already. You’re getting wetter by the minute, girl. Tell me
is it me or the thought of punishment that turns you on?” he asked.
“You
Sir … ouch.”
The
resulting slap to her ass stung like crazy. It meant she would have collapsed
onto the bed, had he not grasped her hips and pulled her ass back into the air.
His hands on her backside soothed the sting from his earlier swat. Alex groaned
when she felt him kiss the globe he’d just hit. He followed that gentle touch
with a bite hard enough to make her yelp, before he soothed that sting away
with his lips.
“I
love your ass, baby. I should warn you, I like to bite, leave my marks. Is that
okay with you?”
The
strain in his voice was music to her ears. She panted the only answer she could
give to that far too arousing thought.

“God,
yes, Sir. Green, I’m green, please don’t stop.”

 Author bio

Doris is a writer of
sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines
who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi,
BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for
the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine
in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places 
   
                   

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