Thank you so much for
having me. The concept for this book came to me almost two years ago. I’d been
working on what would eventually be my debut release, the first book in my Love
Projects series. Club Blind is located in the basement of the club featured in
the Love Projects. I wanted to explore different ways for couples to fall in
love. We’ve heard of love at first sight, but what about love at first touch. I
didn’t know if it was possible, but once I found my characters, I had to try.
When the story begins, Jane and Rob are at a time in their lives when they need
a fresh start. They’re trying so hard to get past their pain that they’re blind
to what they really need. They may not have the sense of sight in the club but
it helps these two see things they couldn’t before. It’s definitely a place of
magic. I hope you get a chance to read In the Blind and that you love their
story as much as I do.
In the Blind (Club Blind #1)
by: S.J. Maylee
Genre: Erotic Romance with D/s
Length: Novella
Published: October 15, 2014
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-77233-066-3
IN THE BLIND Blurb:
Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life
desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that
wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps
in and throws them back together.
An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her
eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal
demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open
their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover
their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind.
Where
you can find IN THE BLIND:
IN THE BLIND Excerpt:
The
door continued to open every few minutes. Finally, the woman in front of Jane
was taken away. She could see nothing past the door besides black. Until the
door closed, she continued gazing into the darkness. How would the loss of
sight change the experience? Would she feel more? What would he feel like?
Nerves shook through her limbs, and sweat tickled her palms.
The
door opened, and she stood straight as a statue. This was crazy. She searched
for pockets in her robe. When she found none, she swallowed back a curse.
The
escort stopped in front of her. “Are you having second thoughts?” He shifted
the goggles higher on his forehead.
“Maybe.”
“Would
you like to step back and wait to go or ...” He stepped back and cracked the
door open. “Sometimes it helps to hear the sounds of the other participants.”
She
closed her eyes and took in the moans and let her mind drift to what her body
would feel like to make her make those kinds of sounds.
“I
don’t want to pressure you. Tell me what you want.”
“Thank
you.” She opened her eyes and took a step towards him. The only way was
forward. “I’m ready.”
“Good
for you.” He reached out and took hold of her hand. “Come on, I’ll take you to
the lucky one, for tonight.” He winked and tugged her forward.
Once
the door closed behind them, Jane was surrounded by unending black. She looked
around, but there was nothing, no end to the darkness. A nervous shiver danced
along her spine, followed by thoughts of haunted houses. What would she find
around the next corner? Her escort tugged her forward, bringing her back to the
night's purpose.
She
needed to remember why she was here. She needed to live in the moment. There
was a good chance she was about to touch the man who would give her release.
They
slowed, turned a corner, and after a couple more steps they stopped. She
swallowed the lump in her throat when her escort placed her hand into
another’s.
“Enjoy.”
He squeezed her shoulder, and she sensed his presence leave the space.
A
pull on her hand forced her feet forward a couple of steps. She stopped just as
abruptly when she bumped into a hard chest—the man of the hour. This man would
touch her soon, but he wasn’t yet. He was only holding her hand. Her breasts
moved with her uneven breathing, and her nipples scraped against his chest.
Why
wasn’t he touching her? Was he nervous, too, or having second thoughts? She
reached up in curiosity to make sure he wasn’t wearing a pair of night-vision
goggles, but only found soft hair. She followed the section of hair to above
his shoulder and continued onto smooth skin and around his shoulder to his
bicep thick with muscle. Her heart thumped, and her breath quickened as
moisture covered her needy pussy.
She
breathed deeply, taking in his delicious musky scent. Her hand wandered to his
chest and found more of the same, firm skin rounding over firm muscles. A warm
hand landed over hers and held her hand tight to his chest. A nose tickled her
ear.
“Do
you like?”
“Yes,”
she admitted.
“I’d
like to explore you now, okay?”
“Yes,
please.”
She
pushed out the breath she held and worked to breathe normally. His hand landed
softly on her cheek, fingertips caressed her chin, and then up to her temple.
The gentle touches raised a long sleeping yearning within her, and she leaned
into his touch.
His
thumb swept across her bottom lip. Curiosity wore away her reserve, and she let
her tongue reach out and taste his fingers. One digit pushed into her mouth,
and she sucked lightly, enjoying his clean taste.
The
finger left her mouth, a second of waiting, and then his mouth crushed down on
hers. His lips were firm and demanding, feeding her hunger. He ran his fingers
through her hair, and then his warm wet tongue swept through her mouth. Back
and forth, deep, then gentle, their tongues dueled. She explored more of him as
her need to know him intimately soared.
His
touch lingered around her shoulders and down her sides. When he found her ass,
he kneaded the globes. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started, leaving her
wanting.
She
heard nothing but the driving rhythm of the music, each track feeding right
into another. The current song enchanted her, and her hips swayed. No one could
see her, so there was no reason for self-conscious thoughts. The brilliance of
the club hit her with full force. It didn’t matter who she was or who he was.
Tonight, they celebrated life and the pleasures they could bring their bodies.
Everyone deserved pleasure. Even her.
S.J. MAYLEE Bio:
S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it
came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s
finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.
When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her
garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music.
She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee
addict.
As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues
them back together.
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Thank you so much for having me, Elizabeth. :)
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