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out of over 1,000 nominees,
where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read “blind”
(without author’s name available.)
She can be reached on her website
at www.selenakitt.com
If you enjoyed POWER
PLAY: KATIE AND THE DOM ,
you might also
enjoy:
POWER PLAY: KELSEY AND THE EXECUTIVE
By Selena Kitt
S elena
Kitt’s *Power Play*—where those uber-hot alpha authority figures take full
advantage of their status to strike up all sorts of sexy naughtiness with their
subordinates!
Kelsey never dreamed her first job out of
college with her bachelor’s degree in hand would be as a secretary. Still,
she’s grateful to have any job at all, with the economy at a standstill, and
she consoles herself that she is, after all, an “executive” secretary to one of
the most powerful men in the country. Oliver Pierce turns out to be a harsh
taskmaster, and while her friends wonder how Kelsey got the job at all, with
such a thin resume, Kelsey doesn’t have to wonder. It becomes quite clear very
quickly that her lack of experience is exactly what Oliver Pierce was looking
for, and she finds herself utterly seduced, happy to be his perfect blank
slate, ready to be shaped and molded and made completely his.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big
Bang!
(approx
10,000 words)
Warning:
This title contains hot, steamy nobody-writes-it-like-Selena-Kitt sex between
alpha authority figures and their subordinates!
EXCERPT:
“Kelsey, do you have short-term memory issues?” He leaned back in his
chair, loosening his tie.
“N—no.” She could see where this was going, of course, but was helpless to
stop it.
He crooked his finger, motioning her forward. “Then you do remember what I
said about your wardrobe yesterday?”
She nodded, walking slowly toward him, feeling like she was in a dream.
This wasn’t happening. Couldn’t be happening. Of course she remembered what
he’d said. But surely one violation of the office dress-code didn’t warrant
anything more than a warning.
Another warning.
Certainly not anything
so dire as getting fired. Or worse.
A spanking?
“Did you read the dress code when I hired you?” Oliver inquired as she
stepped around to his side of the desk as he indicated. He turned his chair toward
her as she approached, her trembling knees almost touching his. She just nodded
her response, looking down at him. “I must not have been specific enough, is
that it?”
“I—I don’t…” Kelsey’s breath caught when his hand cupped her knee in her
striped stockings. His fingers caught the fabric of her tights and pulled,
letting them snap back into place.
“Striped stockings are not allowed,” he reminded her. “Black, navy or nude
only.”
“Oh.” Of course she knew—but maybe if she played dumb? His hand was still
on her knee. No, her thigh. Oh that felt nice. His hands were big, covering a
lot of area.
“Do you know why?” His hand was definitely on her thigh. Nowhere near her
knee anymore. She shook her head, making a little noise in her throat that she
hoped might pass as an answer. “Distractions, Kelsey.”
Oh it was distracting indeed. Very distracting.
“There’s a natural polarity between the masculine and feminine, no matter
their circumstances. Did you know that?”
She swallowed, nodding.
“Men and women—we’re like magnets, drawn together. It’s inevitable
really.” His hand was on her inner thigh, slowly kneading her flesh. Kelsey
could barely keep her breathing under control, trying not to show how excited
she was, hoping he didn’t notice her knees quivering.
“It’s hard enough for men and women to work together, side by side every
day, without distractions like these.” His hand moved lower, lightly stroking
the back of her knee. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” She understood now, without a doubt, even if she hadn’t before.
He looked up and met her eyes, his expression unreadable. “Take them off.”
“Sir?”
where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read “blind”
(without author’s name available.)
She can be reached on her website
at www.selenakitt.com
If you enjoyed POWER
PLAY: KATIE AND THE DOM ,
you might also
enjoy:
POWER PLAY: KELSEY AND THE EXECUTIVE
By Selena Kitt
S elena
Kitt’s *Power Play*—where those uber-hot alpha authority figures take full
advantage of their status to strike up all sorts of sexy naughtiness with their
subordinates!
Kelsey never dreamed her first job out of
college with her bachelor’s degree in hand would be as a secretary. Still,
she’s grateful to have any job at all, with the economy at a standstill, and
she consoles herself that she is, after all, an “executive” secretary to one of
the most powerful men in the country. Oliver Pierce turns out to be a harsh
taskmaster, and while her friends wonder how Kelsey got the job at all, with
such a thin resume, Kelsey doesn’t have to wonder. It becomes quite clear very
quickly that her lack of experience is exactly what Oliver Pierce was looking
for, and she finds herself utterly seduced, happy to be his perfect blank
slate, ready to be shaped and molded and made completely his.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big
Bang!
(approx
10,000 words)
Warning:
This title contains hot, steamy nobody-writes-it-like-Selena-Kitt sex between
alpha authority figures and their subordinates!
EXCERPT:
“Kelsey, do you have short-term memory issues?” He leaned back in his
chair, loosening his tie.
“N—no.” She could see where this was going, of course, but was helpless to
stop it.
He crooked his finger, motioning her forward. “Then you do remember what I
said about your wardrobe yesterday?”
She nodded, walking slowly toward him, feeling like she was in a dream.
This wasn’t happening. Couldn’t be happening. Of course she remembered what
he’d said. But surely one violation of the office dress-code didn’t warrant
anything more than a warning.
Another warning.
Certainly not anything
so dire as getting fired. Or worse.
A spanking?
“Did you read the dress code when I hired you?” Oliver inquired as she
stepped around to his side of the desk as he indicated. He turned his chair toward
her as she approached, her trembling knees almost touching his. She just nodded
her response, looking down at him. “I must not have been specific enough, is
that it?”
“I—I don’t…” Kelsey’s breath caught when his hand cupped her knee in her
striped stockings. His fingers caught the fabric of her tights and pulled,
letting them snap back into place.
“Striped stockings are not allowed,” he reminded her. “Black, navy or nude
only.”
“Oh.” Of course she knew—but maybe if she played dumb? His hand was still
on her knee. No, her thigh. Oh that felt nice. His hands were big, covering a
lot of area.
“Do you know why?” His hand was definitely on her thigh. Nowhere near her
knee anymore. She shook her head, making a little noise in her throat that she
hoped might pass as an answer. “Distractions, Kelsey.”
Oh it was distracting indeed. Very distracting.
“There’s a natural polarity between the masculine and feminine, no matter
their circumstances. Did you know that?”
She swallowed, nodding.
“Men and women—we’re like magnets, drawn together. It’s inevitable
really.” His hand was on her inner thigh, slowly kneading her flesh. Kelsey
could barely keep her breathing under control, trying not to show how excited
she was, hoping he didn’t notice her knees quivering.
“It’s hard enough for men and women to work together, side by side every
day, without distractions like these.” His hand moved lower, lightly stroking
the back of her knee. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” She understood now, without a doubt, even if she hadn’t before.
He looked up and met her eyes, his expression unreadable. “Take them off.”
“Sir?”
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