- Release Date : 26th April 2019
- Meet the members of Club Risqué and follow their D/s exploits as love worms its way into even the kinkiest hearts.
It was supposed to be fun. They are both experienced in the club singles’ lifestyle, but from the moment Connor and Laurel meet, sparks fly, heat spikes, and everything suddenly gets complicated.
Laurel wants something long term with Connor and is determined to get it, even if it means having to push him out of his comfort zone. Little does she realize just how close she is to pushing him over the edge.
When Connor pushes back, everything becomes twisted and distorted until they both end up facing their own dark consequences. Can they find their way back, or will the secrets of Connor’s past destroy them both?
Publisher’s Note: Book four of the Club Risqué series is a steamy, dark, sensual story which includes themes of power exchange.
Laurel swallowed convulsively. She knew without a doubt that if she used her safeword, everything would be over and that would be the end of it. Probably for good.
His harsh words made her feel uncomfortable. In truth, he really hadn’t hurt her. Certainly, he hadn’t given her more pain than she was capable of handling. She was just miffed that he had gotten the upper hand. Maybe it had been a mistake to agree to scene without negotiating the details in advance.
Laurel had never realised how invested she had become in manipulating the outcome of a scene to her own advantage until now. And now that Connor had effectively called her on it, she was ashamed to realise just how much she always topped from the bottom. She was embarrassed by the mild disdain that she could feel him assessing her with. As if she had touted herself as an experienced submissive, but he was finding her sadly lacking. Perversely, the idea had her all the more eager to please him and prove him wrong in his judgment.
Taking a deep breath, Laurel settled herself. “I’m sorry, Sir,” she apologised carefully. “You just took me by surprise and I wasn’t ready.”
“So, let me be clear, Fluff.” Connor pinned her with a look. “You are happy to continue and do not wish to safeword and end our scene?”
Laurel ducked her head and stared at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the room and just nodded meekly. Of course, he wasn’t going to let it go at that.
“I need you to verbalise, Fluff, so there’s no mistake.”
“No, Sir. I do not wish to end our scene.”
“Then we’ll continue where we left off,” he warned.
“Yes, Sir,” she acknowledged, an unexpected thrill shivering through her at the firm authority in his deep tone. Maybe this is what she had craved all along, someone to take her in hand and not take any of her nonsense, a Dom worthy of her respect, because he demanded it and accepted nothing less. But one who still knows how to temper autocracy with soothing understanding, so he doesn’t just come off as an arrogant asshole, Laurel thought as Connor relented fractionally and drew a comforting hand down her back from her neck to the base of her spine.
“Good girl,” he praised, and for some reason beyond her comprehension, those two little words were all she needed to put her whole world to rights.
Once she was settled, Connor gave her five more strikes. They weren’t even as hard as the first five, but for some reason, they had tears pricking at the back of her eyes. It wasn’t because of the pain, Laurel realised as they began to fall. They were tears of gratitude and appreciation that he had held firm and not given in to her. It meant more, somehow, that he had stayed true to his word and he had expected no less from her. The fact that he had stood his ground did something for her, and Laurel felt her desire and admiration for him growing exponentially. This man really was a true Dom, and she knew, if she wasn’t cautious, he could ruin her for anyone else.
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What is your writing process like?
My writing process can be a bit hit and miss and sometimes I am guilty of procrastinating for so long that I get nothing done at all. So I’ll be like ‘I really need to tidy up and do the laundry and clean the bathroom and vacuum etc, etc, but then I feel guilty that I’m not writing. Just as likely I’ll sit in front of my laptop and think, I really need to do some marketing and promotion, or some re-writes or some editing and equally I’ll get nothing done in either scenario. It wasn’t until my husband gave me the very obvious advice to timetable my writing time and do everything else around it that I managed to knuckle down. That along with meeting some other fantastic UK authors at a writers retreat and was introduced to the art of ’sprinting’. Now I also do that every day in a writing support group and my productivity has literally tripled.
Do you like to listen to music while you write? If so, what kind?
I really can’t tolerate music while I write. In fact I prefer it to be completely silent. My office is next to the laundry room and I even find the hum from the washing machine or the tumble dryer irritating!
Do you like to outline or just dive right in when writing?
I’m a bit of a ‘pantser’ when it comes to writing. Although I generally have a basic idea of the story line, and the characters, sometimes the finished article is very different from what I imagined it would be. That’s actually one of the things I love most about writing though, the fact that it can be as much of a surprise to the writer as to the reader.
How much research do you typically do on a novel?
The amount of research I do varies depending on whether I have a specific theme going on. I read all the time, it’s what I do to relax, since I rarely watch TV, so I feel that a lot of my research is simply ongoing. For Ties that Bind I did more research than usual as I needed to know all about the history of Shibari, the names of various types of ropework, descriptions of how different ties were achieved. I looked up images of what the finished article looked like and I even practiced some basic knots and ties for myself to get an idea of how complicated it was and how long it might take. (You can see photos of the finished results on my FB page or my website)
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Q. What would you say is your strongest character trait?
A: I am a go-getter and I’ll never apologise for that. If I see something I want, I go after it, you can’t just sit back and expect everything to just fall into your lap. I want Connor. I know he’s a bit cautious and reserved but I fully intend to destroy all the barriers he puts up.
Q. You seem ambivalent in your relationship with Laurel. Why is that?
A: Laurel reminds me of my step mother. She breezed into my life when I was six years old, all fun and carefree, I adored her. But nine years later she broke me, broke my relationship with my father. I try not to think of Laurel the same way, but old habits die hard and my past colours the way I see things. I just can’t help that. It makes me nervous and that’s not something I want to be. I refuse to let anyone make me vulnerable ever again.
Five Fun Facts
- My own love life could be part of a book plot! I met my husband when our spouses ran off together. I had been married for ten years, but my now husband had only been married for four months!
- After twenty-four years together and twenty years of marriage, we are planning to renew our vows this year. Sometimes fate just takes a hand. [Symbol]
- When we married, I wore a long, full, princess dress which I made myself – It was purple!
- I also made a lot of the wedding party outfits: 7 cravats, 4 waistcoats, 2 maid-of-honor dresses, 2 bridesmaid dresses and 2 flower girl dresses.
- We have a wedding date that even the most absent-minded husband could not possibly forget – 9.9.1999
Poppy Flynn was born in Buckinghamshire, UK and moved to Wales at eight years old with parents who wanted to live the ‘self-sufficiency’ lifestyle.
Today she still lives in rural Wales and is married with six children.
Poppy’s love of reading and writing stemmed from her parent’s encouragement and the fact that they didn’t have a television in the house.
“When you’re surrounded by fields, cows and sheep, no neighbours, no TV and the closest tiny village is four miles away, there’s a certain limit to your options, but with books your adventures and your horizons are endless.”
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