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May 20, 2015

Ruled by Him—Cherished by Him by Jaye Peaches

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Ruled by Him
Cherished by Him
Ruled by Him
by Jaye Peaches
Sublime Trust series
Book 2
Cherished by Him
by Jaye Peaches
Sublime Trust series
Book 3

Cherished by Him
Cherished by Him
by Jaye Peaches
Sublime Trust Book Three

Gemma and Jason Lucas lead a life less ordinary, where kink and wealth combine to bring exotic opportunities. Can the beautiful dynamic survive one final revelation?

Her future - an uncharted map of erotic pleasure.

Gemma—a millionaire's wife and a Dominant's submissive. One public persona, the other very private. Her personal journey takes her to many places physically, mentally, and most definitely kinky. She must continually put her faith in her husband and cast aside her turbulent past.

His passion—to have her be his submissive all day, every day.

Settled into married life, Jason has almost all that he desires. Constantly striving to seek out new erotic adventures, his passion is to have his wife become his submissive all day, every day. Whatever Jason’s rules and judgements might bring to their relationship, he will always cherish her.

Gemma is seeking to fulfill her dream career—to own an art gallery. Aiding her in her endeavors is her Dominant, Jason, who continues to control her with his rules, shaping both her submission and their mutual desire for erotic kink.

While she struggles to accept her extraordinary marriage, her billionaire husband must deal with troublesome siblings and problems at work.

Just as she achieves her ambitions, a forgotten man reappears. Gemma is about to discover the truth behind the memories haunting her.

Note: International author with international spellings and phrasing.

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Content/Theme(s): BDSM, D/s, Spanking, Bondage, Billionaire
Release Date: May 12, 2015
Excerpt, Ruled by Him & More

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Cherished by Him Excerpt:
He drove a different route home. I didn’t question why until he pulled over next to a wood on a country lane. The engine cut out, and he turned to me. I glanced at the back seat where Joshua was out of it, his head lolled to one side, gently snoring.

“He won’t wake,” said Jason. He pressed a button on his chair and the backrest lowered, enough for him to lie semi-reclined. With his other hand, he reached over and released my seat belt. The strap shot across my waist, freeing me.

The bulge in his pants stood out, beckoning to me. I didn’t need a verbal instruction from him; he’d given me a visual one. I smacked my lips together and glanced out of the window. Trees sheltered the small layby, and the lane we’d driven down remained deserted, but I was a city dweller, and we never did car sex, not in the precincts of London, which remained alive with activity all day. Once we had in New York, but in the confines of a limo with blacked-out windows and me knelt in the spacious foot well.

Jason grabbed my hand and placed it on his lower belly. Beneath my trembling fingers, his cock twitched and hardened. As if a switch had been activated, saliva filled my mouth—I’d been conditioned to respond to his erection. I clammed my thighs together, aware of another wetness.

A whirlpool of emotions swirled around my mind. The desire, growing stronger with every passing second, fed my sexual being, but the location, the exposure and lack of comfort, caused me to hesitate. I squeezed his cock, as if a little grope would be sufficient to meet his needs.

“Lift up your top and show me your breasts.”

My hand shot back to my side of the car. I opened my mouth to exclaim and instead, nothing came out. My tongue froze, cleaved to the roof of my mouth. Now, my heartbeats pounded against my ribs.

Jason tucked his hands behind his head. “Very well. Hitch up your skirt, take down your knickers, and sit on your bare arse. You do appreciate, every second you delay with one task, I’ll add another.”

The temperature in the car cranked up a notch; even in the shadows of the trees, I roasted. Did I want to see how far he’d push me? Add a few extra seconds and test both of our resolves? Surrendering to him was my solitary option, my chief desire, and part of me wanted to be stark naked and fucked in the front of the car. Except, we were not alone and, though he was fast asleep, I didn’t like the idea of debauchery feet away from my son.

I hoicked up my top, unclasped my bra, and allowed my breasts to bounce before Jason’s expectant gaze. I wriggled my shirt up to my waist and shimmied my panties down to my ankles. My bottom clenched when it encountered the leather. My dishevelled appearance complete, I unzipped his flies and leaned across the central divide.
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Ruled by Him
Ruled by Him
by Jaye Peaches
Sublime Trust Book Two

Is a kinky lifestyle about to be exposed?

Gemma Lucas’s life is about to be transformed by a new arrival and her ambition to become an artist. To help deal with the mounting challenges, Gemma enters into a new agreement with her Dominant Jason, one that requires her to be his submissive full-time.

Adapting to her husband’s increasing dominance requires adjustment, especially when a threatening letter is found in her bag at a dance class.

Will the couple’s secret kinky lifestyle be exposed or will Jason’s ruthless approach to his enemies save them?

Note: International author with international spellings and phrasing.

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Content/Theme(s): Suspense, BDSM, D/s, Spanking, Discipline, Billionaire
Release Date: November 25, 2014

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Ruled by Him Excerpt:
He walked her over to the St. Andrews’ cross. The lips remained locked together. An amble from one side of the room to the other. Her heart palpitated with each backward step as he guided her towards his target. She flicked her tongue inside his mouth, and he pinched her bottom in reply. A dancer, she easily followed his lead and avoided stumbling. Her own hands, she kept to her sides, resisting the temptation to loop them around his neck. Access to his body required permission. It drove her crazy to be in close proximity and unable to respond.

She bumped into the wooden structure. She’d arrived at her destination and she risked rubbing a foot up and down his bare leg. He slapped it away and released her mouth, lips curving upwards with a smile.

“Babe, don’t be silly.”

She cocked her head to one side and licked her lips. “Master. I’m yours.”

Jason grabbed her wrists and pinned them up high, one on each of the upper struts. His warm mouth returned to consuming her lips, nipping her with his teeth. His naked body, sculptured and smooth, lunged forward. Coming to rest on her belly, his hard cock felt like a giant stone phallus. She wished he would let her sink down and envelope it, gorge herself on his taste and velvety texture.

She uttered a nonsensical sound into his mouth, a feverish noise of excitement and trepidation.

He broke off his oral exploration to tie her wrists to the cuffs on the cross. She wriggled her hips. A blatant statement of invitation, and he cuffed a thigh.


The game continued. This time, she pressed her thighs together, denying him access. He clucked, shaking his head in mock dissatisfaction. Squatting down, he shoved her legs apart and strapped her ankles to the lower struts. He’d spread her wide, opened her up and completed her descent into total vulnerability. Her mouth went suddenly dry, palms clammy, and she felt cool air waft over her pussy lips.

She watched him hover. He stroked his cock, brazenly presenting his manhood to her. Being bound always made his cock look exceptionally large and her own mentality slipped into servitude. An easier act to accomplish since their cruise. The days when she fought her submission diminished in number, not that she thought of herself as more submissive in nature, simply consistent. She’d Jason to thank.

Her eyelids drooped and she rested her temple on her arm. In the lights, his bright hair shone. Broad shouldered and narrow about the waist, she admired the outcome of his daily workout regime.

He moved and she jolted out of her revelry. He started with his fingers, using nothing more than the tips, he caressed and tickled until she yelped. A tiny sadistic smile crept across his face and he switched to using his tongue. Again, he delighted in using the pointed end, like a serpent’s tongue, slithering down her belly, dipping into her navel, and edging closer to her swollen bud and wet pussy.

A whimper left her mouth. Please, please! She daren’t say the words out loud, he’d drag the torturous journey out longer.

Jason kissed her mound. “Babe, too slow for you?”

She rocked her hips from side to side as if to say no. She’d lied and she couldn’t hide it. Jason stood up, walked to the sideboard, and opened a drawer. A feather duster appeared and she groaned, not in pleasure, but disappointment. She detested it. An article purely for teasing and driving her to the edge. Tickled while restrained rated as painful in her books. She gave him an imploring look, her best puppy-eyed expression of supplication.

Jason chuckled. She’d once christened the expression “evil Dom laugh”. It didn’t help that when she’d told Jason, he considered it a worthy accolade.

“Shall I make you come with this?” He waved the duster across her flat stomach, kissing her skin.

“I…suppose….” She vacillated, uncertain if she should ask or refuse—did it make any difference?

“I know.” He grinned. “You want it a little mixed up, don’t you?”

Sometimes Gemma found his techniques more about the psychology of fucking than the actual physical act. If she had been unbound, she might have risked a nonchalant shrug, or even added a fearless “whatever”. Both actions would be lies, she fought to control her racing heartbeats. He went to the wall, and perused his collection of implements before selecting a riding crop. Her widening eyes followed him across the room, as he stood armed.

The crop landed on her inner thigh with a smarting slap, followed swiftly by a tickle of the duster in her slit. She tracked his movements, flinching as he came closer with the crop, and at the same time, her pussy clenched.

“This or that?” he murmured in a husky voice. “You don’t know what you want. Good job I decide, isn’t it? What do you want?”

“Your cock!” she shrieked as he tapped the crop on the other thigh.

The crop slithered up her side, following the contour of her figure. She tried to writhe, unable to because of the bindings. He continued his exploration, and she felt the soft leather slide over her hip, towards the exposed sex. “I know that.” He dropped the duster and held his cock. An upright, pulsating rod of desire, purple tipped and shining with the pre-cum. “You always want this, don’t you?”

Seeing its dimensions reminded her what made it grow in size—her. She baited him with her spread-eagled body. Her chest rose and fell, lifting her erect nipples. She smiled.

“What?” His eyes narrowed.

“You want my tits so much, don’t you, Sir?” she sniggered.
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Other titles by Jaye Peaches:
by Him
Bk 1
Bound by
Her Promise
In Enemy
Alice &
the Colonel
to Serve
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