VELVET KISSES

-An excerpt-

By
Liz Davis

VELVET KISSES

Copyright 2014 by Liz Davis

E-book ISBN: 978-1490997827

Located at the end of Pier 39, McKays Waterfront Grill and Bar was an elegant restaurant with
panoramic windows directly facing the San Francisco Bay. Along with providing fantastic views
of the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz, McKays offered specialty cocktails and first-rate
seafood. The dim lighting and candlelit tables made it the perfect place for an intimate dinner,
and although the dining establishment was nearly filled with patrons, it didnt take away from the
cozy, romantic ambience.

Seated at a table situated next to one of the floor to ceiling windows, Dane and Jeneda gazed out
at the twinkling lights that lit up the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a captivating sight and although
Jeneda had seen the iconic suspension bridge countless times over the past twenty-eight years of
her life, it never failed to amaze her just how beautiful it was. She snuck a glance at Dane to see
if he was still admiring the view as well, but as she noticed that he was checking her out instead,
her body grew warm beneath his intense gaze.
Clad in a tasteful little black dress with a peekaboo cutout, she was perfectly attired for their
romantic evening. Wanting to complement her outfit with makeup on the dramatic side, shed
accentuated her eyes with black eyeliner and dark eye shadow to give herself a seductive smoky
look. She already had naturally long eyelashes, so shed gone easy on the mascara, but had
chosen to highlight her brow bones with just a hint of silvery eyeshadow .Jeneda was far from
conceited, but even she had to admit that she looked pretty damn good, and as she gazed at her
lover, she found herself admiring his clothing for the night.
Understated, yet stylish, Danes outfit consisted of a dark gray button up shirt that was layered
beneath a black dinner jacket, and a pair of black trousers. His inky black hair was left loose to
hang freely above his shoulders, and as always, it had that tousled, cant be bothered to run a
comb through it, look.
As beautiful as he was, she eventually found her gaze drifting back to the panoramic windows,
and within moments, was once again enraptured by the stunning view of the San Francisco Bay.
It took the sensation of Danes fingertips lightly trailing across her hand to bring her focus back
to him, and as she looked into his eyes, he gently smiled.
Im starting to think youre more in love with that bridge than you are with me, he said.
Jealous of the Golden Gate, are you?
Well there are people whove been known to fall in love with inanimate objects. Theyre called
objectum-sexuals.
Yeah, right. Her neutral colored lips spread into a wide grin. You totally just made that word
up.
But I didnt, he said. Its a real condition. They even made a documentary about it.
Really Still uncertain as to whether or not he was pulling her leg, she lowered her gaze to
his lips, as if expecting him to break out into a smirk. And what sort of objects do these
objectum-sexuals fall in love with?
Cars, buildings, amusement park rides He briefly paused to enjoy her expression of disbelief
before continuing. And just so you know, theres a woman out there who wants to marry the
Golden Gate Bridge. So you do have competition.

Jeneda let out a hearty chuckle, and with a light shake of her head, she gave a response. This
has got to be the strangest conversation Ive ever had.
Well at least Im keeping you entertained.
Thats never been a problem and you know it.
Their eyes locked from across the candlelit table and he reached out to grab her hand so that their
fingers sensually intertwined. They were only allowed a few moments to gaze at one another in
silence before a waiter approached their table, and after removing the cork from the bottle in his
hand, he poured them each a glass of wine. He then set the bottle on the table and with attention
focused on Dane, posed a question.
May I suggest a dessert to go along with the Vin De Paille, sir, or will you be enjoying it
alone?
Dane looked at Jeneda for input and after receiving a shake of the head, he gave his response to
the waiter.
The wine will be fine, thank you.
The server gave a polite nod, then headed off toward another table.
Have I told you how incredibly hot you look tonight? Dane asked.
It wasnt just his compliment that caused a flare of heat to spread between her thighs, but the way
he was fucking her with his stare, and in a voice that was more than a little husky she said, Yes,
you have. But feel free to mention it as many times as you like.
A smile spread across his lips, and he leaned in closer before quietly asking, What do you have
on beneath that dress?
What do you think I have on?
Silence filled the air between them while he seemed to think about it, and after allowing his gaze
to focus on her chest for several long moments, he looked back into her eyes. A pair of panties.
She lifted an eyebrow, and with a hint of a smile on her lips, she said, I notice you didnt
mention a bra.
Thats because youre not wearing one.
Youre wrong, she said. I am wearing one.
Prove it.

Jeneda couldnt help but notice how challenging his tone was, and also noted the way he was
staring unblinking into her eyes. She held his gaze with just as much intensity and as the sexual
tension grew thicker between them, a wave of arousal gushed through her.
But were in public.
Thats never stopped you before.
That was different. We were in a secluded spot, with nobody else around.
He said nothing in response, only continued to give her a look that masterfully exhibited his
unwillingness to accept anything but an affirmative answer.
Were surrounded by people, she asserted. I cant do it here.
Cant or wont? The smirk he wore seemed to egg her on, daring her to step outside of her
comfort zone.
Youre really asking me to do this now? Right here?
Yes, I am. He clasped his hands together and in a voice that was seductive and smooth, yet
thoroughly commanding, he said, Show me.
Jeneda quickly took an inconspicuous glance around at the diners who were seated closest to
them, and only after she was completely certain that nobody was watching, did she slowly bring
a hand up to her chest. Then, with more than a little trepidation, she moved the peekaboo cutout
of her dress further down so that the lacy edge of her bra was exposed to Dane.
Very nice. His gaze lingered hungrily on the soft mounds of flesh that spilled above her demicup bra, and only after hed gotten an eyeful, did he look back at her face. Victorias secret?
Fredericks of Hollywood. I thought you might appreciate seeing me in some new lingerie.
Most definitely, he said in a low, sexy voice. And I cant wait to get you out of that dress so I
can show you just how thankful I truly am.
The mere thought sent a surge through her body that resonated between her thighs, but before she
could fully immerse herself in the delicious sensation, Dane asked an unexpected question.
What about the panties?
The panties?
Yes, the panties.

His brazen expression left her feeling completely stripped of any clothing at all, and although
Jeneda was well aware of how much he enjoyed pushing boundaries, she still found herself
surprised at just how far he was taking their erotic game.
You want to see my panties. She stared at her fiancee in disbelief. Im more than down with
getting a little naughty, but dont you think thats taking it a bit too far?
Im not asking to see them, I want you to describe them to me.
Theyre see-through G-strings with black lace trimming. She paused to enhance his
anticipation before continuing to speak in a seductive voice. I guess I should also mention that
theyre barely large enough to cover my pussy, and ridiculously flimsy.
Danes brows lifted at her declaration and with an expression that clearly conveyed his
increasing arousal, he said, So in other words, I could rip them right off you.
His bawdy words caused her nipples to pebble into hard nubs and her already soaking pussy
began to ache at the mention of penetration. She didnt have a chance to respond, however,
because Dane leaned in closer and in a voice that dripped with lust, made another wanton
statement.
It makes you wet, doesnt it?
What?
The idea of me taking control and completely unleashing that other side of myself.
Ive seen your other side. And I already know that youre very dominating.
But Im also far kinkier than you could ever imagine.
This declaration incited curiosity in Jeneda, and although she already knew that Dane was an
unconventional kind of guy, she found herself eager to hear just what exactly he considered as
deviant behavior.
So what does that mean, exactly? That youre into S&M?
He lightly chuckled. Im not a fan of sadomasochism. I prefer bondage and discipline over any
other BDSM practice.
What about dominance and submission?
There are many different types of dominant and submissive activities. Some I enjoy, and others
Im not so fond of.
Tell me the ones that you are fond of.

He hesitated a moment, as if trying to decide whether or not to divulge the information. Then
with a hint of unease in his eyes, he said, Were crossing into new territory here. Are you really
sure you want to hear this?
Dane, were engaged. If we cant be open and share our interests, then what kind of a marriage
are we going to have?
Its not that I dont feel comfortable opening up to you, he said. I just dont want you thinking
Im some kind of weirdo.
Too late, I already do, she said in a joking tone, and as his lips pulled into a smile, she returned
it with one of her own. Then, with a less humorous expression, she offered some more words.
Seriously, though. After all that weve been through, do you really think I would judge you over
your sexual interests?
Maybe you wouldnt judge me but you might look at me differently.
Jeneda reached across the table to touch his face, tenderly cupping his cheek as she looked deep
into his eyes. Part of the reason Im attracted to you is because youre so different than any
other man Ive ever been with. You are who you are and I love you for that, so I couldnt
possibly be scared off by anything that you tell me.
She noticed him visibly ease at her reassuring words and as he gave a little nod in response, she
pulled away from him and leaned back against her chair.
So, tell me. As far as dominant and submissive activities go, what really turns you on?
Dane placed his hands on the table and clasped them together. Then locking his deep, dark eyes
into hers, made a declaration. Im into erotic knife play.
At a loss for words, she simply stared at him and waited for an explanation of the term. But as
she realized that he was waiting for her to speak first, she vocalized her curiosity. Okay. And
what exactly does that entail?
Well Its pretty much what it sounds like, His voice trailed off to allow a brief moment of
silence. Its when knives are used to provide physical stimulation.
So what youre saying is, you get off on cutting
No, nothing like that. He shook his head to reinforce his words. Im not into giving or
receiving pain and drawing blood doesnt turn me on. I just enjoy the feel of a sharp blade sliding
lightly across my body.
Do you only receive or also reciprocate?

I enjoy both giving and receiving.

And when youre exploring the receivers body, where does the blade touch?
Anywhere I choose to place it.
Simultaneously unsettled and turned on by the idea of a knife making contact with her nude
body, Jeneda found herself watching Dane with a curious expression. He looked right back at her
with his nearly black eyes, and as he leaned in a little closer, she caught a whiff of his cologne.
Its not as crazy as it sounds, he said. In fact, its quite sensual.
It must also be a little scary, though. Having a sharp knife moving across your naked body.
Its only scary if you dont trust the other person. Otherwise, you really have nothing to fear.
She gave no response, only stared intently at his face, as if seeing it for the very first time. It
wasnt until he placed his hand over hers that she allowed her gaze to drift downward, and as he
lightly traced patterns along the back of her hand, she felt a sensation akin to sparks shooting
through her nerve endings.
You do trust me, dont you? Dane asked.
Of course I do.
Then you know that your safety is the most important thing to me. And I definitely wouldnt do
anything to cause you any pain.
She couldnt help noticing that he was speaking as if shed already given her consent to engage
in knife play, and began to wonder if he was under the impression that she had. Yet even with her
uncertainty about it, she couldnt deny that she was thoroughly intrigued by the idea and maybe
even more than a little excited.
She guessed that Dane was more in tune with her feelings than she could have ever imagined,
because a tender expression crossed his features and in a voice that was softer than before, he
said, I know you havent expressed an interest in having it done to you, but if you did decide to
engage in blade play with me, I would be very gentle and extremely cautious. And I definitely
wouldnt hurt you.
I know you wouldnt, Dane. I dont doubt that for a minute.
Good, Im glad to hear. He took a sip of his wine before asking, Just out of curiosity, does the
idea of knife play excite you at all?
Maybe.

Only maybe?
His soul piercing eyes looked steadily into hers, as if seeking to read her thoughts, and as usual,
she found herself amazed at how effortlessly he captivated her. Without even realizing it, Jeneda
began tracing the rim of her wine glass with the tip of her finger. Curiosity was in her eyes, but
there was also a hint of uncertainty.
If I were to let you do this, what kind of a knife would you use?
A switchblade. I have a variety of Japanese knives that are fairly dull, but have just enough of
an edge to provide you with excellent stimulation.
And if I decided during our session that I didnt want to continue on, would you immediately
stop?
Of course. I would never expect you to engage in knife play without having a safe word.
With each question that Jeneda asked, her misgivings gradually lessened. And although she still
hadnt given Dane an affirmative answer, she already knew deep down inside that she was more
than ready to try something new and a little edgy.
In case youre wondering, Im not interested in us having a full-time dominant submissive
relationship, Dane said. And I certainly dont expect us to engage in power play on a daily
basis. Itd just be something we could enjoy every now and again.
Well thats good to hear, because I definitely couldnt see myself doing it 24/7. She took a sip
of her wine, savoring its nutty, raisiny flavor before continuing. But I guess I wouldnt be
entirely opposed to giving the knife play a try.
Dane visibly perked up at her words, and with a sparkle in his eyes he said, I was hoping you
would say that.
Im not promising that Ill do it on a regular basis, though, she quickly added. I just want to
try it out once, to see what Its like.
Of course, I would never pressure you into anything more. He grabbed her hand and held it
firmly in his while making deep eye contact. Just knowing that you trust me enough to try it out
really means a lot to me.
Of course I trust you. Would I be marrying you if I didnt?
He lightly smiled before leaning in closer, and like a magnet, Jenedas lips were drawn to his.
His mouth tasted just as sweet as the French wine theyd been enjoying, and his wet and willing
tongue brushed languidly against hers, inviting her to partake in an erotic dance. She happily
obliged, and after exchanging a kiss that was loving and tender, yet lusciously wet, they pulled
apart.

So I know you love to dominate, Jeneda said, but would you ever be interested in switching
roles?
Danes brows lifted in surprise. You want to dominate me?
Sure, why not? I think it could be fun.
Well I do have this fantasy of you tying me up and taking advantage of my body.
Really Her voice trailed off as she allowed her vivid imagination to go wild. And what sort
of things do you imagine me doing to you?
Kissing and licking me from head to toe. Using your mouth to bring me to the edge of orgasm,
and then denying me the pleasure of climaxing.
You want me to cock tease you?
Yes. Why? Would you be opposed to doing that?
No, not at all. In fact, Id enjoy it.
A husky noise resounded from the back of his throat, and an expression that epitomized raw lust
crossed his face. Im going to devour you when we get home.
Well I guess we better get going so you can satisfy your appetite, she said.