Gray Dixon and another side of Dallas

MasterKnight_MEDThe Masters of Tabu center around the journey of college friends from Dallas, Texas, seeking redemption, healing and love when they least expect it. Hot days and sizzling nights await—Marcus Knight, Mitchell Prince, Jared King, Shane Marshal, Brock Dragon and Jagger Squire with Simon Tempest, a friend of Marcus Knight rounding out the co-owners of Club Tabu, a BDSM private club.

Dallas will never be the same.

BLURB:

Marcus Knight, entrepreneur and CEO of Knight Enterprises, is a Dom with a darker side. After a nasty divorce, he’s sworn off any emotional involvement with any woman. By accident he meets a woman at a party when he travels to New York City for business. She’s too young and inexperienced with his lifestyle. Or so he thinks.

Khari Bradford, small town girl in search of fame and fortune on the Broadway stage. On a chance meeting, she meets an older man who captivates her. Within a short time, she becomes his newest submissive, but wonders how she ended up with him instead of on Broadway.

Will her new aspiration have her lose both dreams, Broadway and her Knight after discovering he has no intentions of staying in New York or with her? Will Marcus return to Dallas and give Khari her dream, but lose the woman who makes his heart sing?

LOG LINE/TAG LINE:

A Princess in search of her Knight in shining armor.

STORY EXCERPT:

Scanning the room quickly, she finally located her strewn clothes and turned to retrieve them. Her mind raced to figure out a way to leave without causing a verbal assault, not that she cared. Toss me aside like a piece of trash, huh? The safety of her tiny flat was at least an hour away by transit at this time of night, and she couldn’t afford a taxi. She had to rush to catch the last train for the evening or be stuck in the city with no place to go, except, maybe the office, which wasn’t far away. She could sleep on the couch in the break room.

“I know you’re quite capable, darlin’. I didn’t mean it the way it sounded. I don’t want you to leave like this. You’re obviously upset about something.”

Yeah, I am. The disheveled bunch of clothes dangled from her arms folded around her waist. “Doesn’t matter what you want. I’m leaving. You can’t hold me here against my will. Safe, sane, and consensual, remember? Isn’t that what you told me the first night and a few more times since?” She turned and stomped off toward the bathroom, but she only got a few strides before he grabbed her upper arm and stopped her.

“Yes, I did, except we’re not doing a scene right now. We’re talking about your safety at this time of night, Khari. How do you expect to get home?”

The tone was almost flippant which infuriated her more. She knew how to get around New York on her own. It wasn’t like she was a tourist. Maybe I’ll ask him for money for a cab. That should make him feel better about my safety. Yeah, right!

“I’ll manage. I’m quite capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. Now let me go.” She shirked his hold. Not giving him the opportunity to counter her, she clutched her clothes tighter and moved toward the bathroom.

“You’re acting crazy, Khari. Get back here.” The commanding words boomed from his throat.

Abruptly stopping, she stood for a second and decided to ignore him, even though the demand to obey tickled her insides. She glanced over her shoulder keeping her eyes lowered. “What part did you not understand? I said no. If I used my safe word, would you then get the picture about no means no?” She turned her attention back to the bathroom and took a few steps. “I’m getting dressed and leaving. I told you I have an early morning.”

Before she could take another step, something warm and smooth touched her skin just below her ear, an area always prone to make her lose all control from the erotic feel. Was that his fingers? The whisper in her ear came next.

“I’ll always respect your safe word. You’re a big girl, that’s obvious, but I will not permit you to leave at this hour on your own. Plus, your tone of voice to me is unacceptable. What is the matter? Talk to me.”

With her lids shut tight, she took a deep breath, broke from his intoxicating presence, and took the extra step needed to seek sanctuary in the room a few feet away. The door slammed behind her, and she quickly locked the latch. Leaning with her back to the door, her heart raced and tears welled up. She couldn’t believe she defied him. He’d punish her in some exquisite way. No, he’s not my master any longer. He’s treating me like a child, like he owns me. She couldn’t face him. Tears that had threatened moments ago trickled over the edge and down her cheeks.

“You’re being a brat, Khari. I suggest you get your pretty little ass out here now or face further punishment.” His words came out soft, yet firm in the delivery.

He called me a brat? This is definitely going downhill fast. To her thinking, she wasn’t one. Well maybe, but she’d been good since coming to New York. She tried to save face from what she overheard, not act like a child, but she recognized his demeanor. His Dom Zone came out loudly, and for a brief moment, she contemplated ignoring everything she overheard and obeying his command. She shivered from the exquisite thought of him punishing her in a way only he could. Quickly, she brushed the thought aside and began to dress. As she fumbled with the mini- skirt and silk blouse, she heard scuffling and knew he had to be outside the door.

How could she have been so gullible as to believe this man could have any long-term conceptions of them being in a relationship? She was nothing more than a passing fancy for him. Like a quick roll in the sack with a little kinky thrown in. He had a life somewhere other than New York she figured that much in the past few months, and he didn’t want her to be a part of it. That had to be the reason. She may have been young at twenty-two compared to his thirty-something, but she wasn’t stupid. My god, I don’t even know how old he is.

Maybe naïve and inexperienced in comparison, but she definitely wasn’t stupid. The only difference between him and her previous boyfriends was age. Marcus had the benefit of more time to hone his womanizing skills. Sophistication with more worldly experience also helped. Coming from a small town had some disadvantages, but recognizing a jerk should have been easy to spot. She knew better than to let her guard down again like she did with Darren. Trust, the one thing I’m too accepting of. Never, ever again!

Marcus banged on the door after attempting to open it. “Khari, what’s going on? Open this door. I’m tired of this behavior. Get out here.”

She finished dressing, wiped her face of tears, and gazed at her image in the mirror above the sink. Her mind raced. Damn. I look like a hooker.

*~*~*~*

About the Author

“What’s to tell?” Gray Dixon asked. The nom de plume of erotica writer of hot, sexy stories for the adult crowd loves walks along the beach at sunset, a glass of wine over a romantic dinner and a night of love.

On the serious side, she’s married to her Dear Heart for many years, has three children, many grandchildren, a dog, a couple of fish, a big yard with lots of fruit trees, two cars and a house. Ah, the American Dream she loves to describe. She likes a lot of different things, crafts, watching the History Channel, reality shows (not all, but some), travel, and of course writing. She’s worked hard all her life in many interesting fields and enjoyed all of them, but she finally found enough time to relax and enjoy escaping into the worlds she created through her stories. She mainly writes erotica with BDSM elements, and hopes readers will enjoy the tales she weaves.

Gray Dixon can be found on:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/gray.dixon.50

Twitter: https://twitter.com/GrayDixon

Between the Pages of Black and White… Blog: http://graydixon.blogspot.com

 

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6 Responses to Gray Dixon and another side of Dallas

  1. Gray Dixon says:

    I’m excited about guesting today. Thanks for having me!

  2. Davee Jones says:

    Very intriguing story line with a high level of sexual anticipation. Your description of a Dallas Dom reminds me of an s/M dungeon in Dallas. It was loads of fun when i went several years ago.

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