Ms. Jayne Rylon has asked Mr. Jeremy Radisson to chat with us about her new upcoming release Mistress's Master. This is Jerry and Lily's story.
Jeremy, I know you all are busy with the upcoming release so - Thank you so much for coming and speaking with us today.I'll get right to it, as I know you are not big on small talk and all...
Dawn: So, your author has decided to talk about you in for our Perfect Man Event. How do you feel about that?
Jeremy: First I want to say hello to all the readers out there and thanks for having me. I’ve met a lot of other really cool guys out in the waiting room and the ladies around here are smoking hot! Jayne said I have to be on my best behaviour but that’s really not my strong suit. I tend to break the rules a lot so I think I’ll just apologize in advance and hope I don’t screw up too bad. Okay, I think I’m ready. Hit me.
Dawn: Why do you think she decided you were a good candidate for our ”Perfect Man” Crown?
Jeremy: Ha ha ha! That was a doozie to start out with. Jayne’s crazy! She told you I’d be the perfect man? Oh jeez. I definitely don’t think I’m perfect but I will enjoy rubbing that in later. Hell, just ask the rest of the men in blue, they’ll be glad to tell you a few stories…
But, I will say this year has taught me a lot about what real evil there can be in the world. Over the winter, one of my best friends was killed in the line of duty and then the person who murdered him went after his sister and a bunch of cops I’m really close with. Then there was the whole debacle with Izzy and her ex-husband. So… I guess when you put me up against trash like that I might look like I have a rusty halo and some dirty wings. What it comes down to is that I can’t stand to see people hurt. Especially women. I sort of had a bad experience once. And I won’t stand for that to happen again. Other than that I try to do the right thing even if it’s not always the acceptable thing. There isn’t much I wouldn’t give for one of my friends or the women they love. I treat them like they were my own.
And, shit, that’s probably too much to share in an interview but there it is. I don’t lie even when the truth hurts. If I were ever as lucky as those guys to find a perfect-for-me woman, or convince the one I have my eye on to give me a chance, I would never let her down. Loyalty, protection and absolute devotion would be guaranteed from me.
Dawn:Tell us a little a little bit about your tale?
Jeremy: Jayne followed the Men in Blue around for a couple years so far. I read the book she wrote about me and Lily. It picks up right where Razor’s Edge left off in how I helped Lily through a bad spot. You remember the sex drug and the sex slave ring, right? Well, it only got worse after that.
Don’t tell her I said this but I think Mistress’s Master is her dirtiest book yet. I can’t help it that I have…ahem…extreme tastes. I tried to warn her but she was all, “No, no, I can handle it.” Plus, I sort of wanted to smash her m/m/m/m/m/f record with that book about the construction workers. Heh. I think Lily and I managed that quite nicely.
I did promise her my lips were zipped about some stuff because she wants it to be a surprise when people read it but I will say there are some juicy scenes that even Jayne had never attempted to write about before. Also, there are some familiar faces. Did you know that Dawn was one of Mistress Lily’s helpers for a while?
Dawn:*Blushes*ummmmm ...ummmm... So yeah... now we know a little about your background, tell us how you’d make us feel like you were our perfect man?
Jeremy: Honestly, I find that hard to answer. You see, one of the things I’m best at is reading people. Knowing what they need even when they’re not sure themselves. I guess I would be your perfect man by adapting to what you love most. What you crave in the darkest hours of the night. Nothing would be off limits. I’d give you anything you need and force you to admit to desires long hidden. If it got to be too much, too fast, I’d be there to catch you. I love to snuggle and protect my women. I never want them to be afraid of anything. I’d be honest, loyal, and I’d give everything of myself to make your dreams come true. Plus I know how to fix just about anything electronic. That’s got to be handy, right?
Dawn:Tell us one thing about yourself that sets you apart from the crowd?
Jeremy: Hmmm. Do nipple piercings and tattoos count? Thing is I like to blend on the surface. All the good stuff is hidden by my clothes or by the person I pretend to be sometimes. Get to know me and you’ll see more than meets the eye at first glance.
Dawn:Have you always wanted to be a Police Officer? Why?
Jeremy:Actually, no. I joined the force after…something bad happened. I decided I wanted to protect people. And, bonus, I’m really good with handcuffs.
Dawn:What do you do in your spare time that might intrigue our readers? Any hobbies? Or adventures you’d like to share?
Jeremy: Ohhh. Is that a trick question? Adventures, huh? Well… there was one time… no, I don’t think I’m allowed to put that in writing. Let’s just say that the men in blue know how to party.
Dawn:Tell us something about yourself that others might not know.
Jeremy:I’m a Dom. I used to be hardcore into the BDSM scene in my younger, wilder days. I’m sort of retired right now. Unless Lily is reading this. Then I want you to know I’m willing to reinstate anytime, wildcat.
Dawn:Thank you for visiting with us and just one last question for you.... What is your favorite/ or most special memory in your life?
Jeremy: There’s one thing I like to think about at night. It was kind of a bad thing but something about it is stuck in my mind. I was at a funeral recently and I came across Lily, mourning. She’s usually so damn tough. Man, now I hope she’s not reading this or she’ll kill me for telling you this. But, I saw her crying her heart out where she thought no one could see. I approached her and held her in my arms. Instead of shoving me away, she clung to me as I carried her off to my car so no one else would see her. I knew she would hate that. It wasn’t very much to go on and certainly not romantic but I have a little bit of hope now that she might give in one day to what I can sense is between us. I’m hanging on to that sliver of a chance so keep your fingers crossed.
Dawn:Do you have anything you’d like to add for our readers or your author
Jeremy: Jayne wanted me to say that Mistress’s Master will be out on September 6th and you can read all about Lily and me in that book. That’s a little nerve wracking. Don’t judge, okay? :D Other than that, thanks for having me today and for reading about me and my friends.
Men in Blue, Book 3
Mistress Lily, proprietress of the elite Black Lily club, battles something more frightening than the dark forces of her own desire. SexOffender, a potent aphrodisiac designer drug with terrifying side effects, is ripping through the BDSM community.
Determined to protect her charges, Lily plays a dangerous game, cozying up to the drug’s creator while secretly smuggling victims to safety. It’s a war she’s losing…until the night she spots an undercover cop at what is supposed to be a private bash.
Blind luck scored Jeremy Radisson the break he needed to get close to Morselli. Gaining the kingpin’s trust, though, means revealing parts of his past as a legendary Dom. And teaming up with a woman who doesn’t have a submissive bone in her body, yet dominates his every fantasy.
When Morselli unexpectedly changes the rules, Lily and Jeremy find themselves pitted against each other in a wicked game of who’s-on-top. Lily’s forced to make a desperate choice to prove her loyalty. Jeremy relies on every ounce of his power to keep her safe without blowing their cover while praying they survive long enough to find out if she’ll kneel for him…forever.
“Clint, Matt.” Jeremy glanced between his friends. “Suit up. Give it to her.”
Lily mourned the loss when Jeremy slipped from between her legs. A trickle of her arousal chased him down her thigh. She’d come hard enough to rattle her molars, and still she burned. Though she’d always enjoyed sex with multiple partners, she would have given what remained of her life savings to have this man topping her and teaching her to love it again and again.
She must have closed her eyes as she took stock of the internal devastation he’d left in the wake of his passing, as damaging as an F5 tornado. What had happened to her carefully constructed defenses? How had he razed them with one simple fuck?
Nothing about Jeremy could be uncomplicated. If she were honest, months of slow erosion had weakened the foundation of her convictions. Nights filled with seductive dreams had piqued her curiosity.
Now she knew. One taste of him would never suffice.
So where had he gone? She searched the limited field of her vision. Had he slaked his craving? Would his interest persist after taming Mistress Lily?
There could be no doubt between them. She’d crumbled in the face of his mastery.
Sex Offender amplified her lingering arousal until it became painful and insistent. She needed to fuck. The one man she wanted was nowhere to be found.
She moaned when he crouched beside her shoulder, tipping her face toward his.
Jeremy rained kisses over her cheeks, her forehead and her lips. He leaned in close to murmur in her ear. “I don’t need drugs to addict me to you. We’re going to talk about that stunt later. It’s not your right to harm my property.”
She groaned as she pictured herself bound to his bed with smooth silk ties. Candlelight flickered over her bare body before splashes of fragrant wax transformed her into a canvas, primed to display his Pollock-esque art. The altered chemistry of her brain advocated the idea. Her abdomen flexed as her pussy squeezed, hugging only air.
Damn it, she needed him. However she had to buy his touch.
“That’s right. I might have to dole out some discipline before I feed my cock to your hungry pussy. Soon.”
“Promise?” She couldn’t believe the wistful rasp shading her question.
“Yeah.” His rare full-on smile stole her breath. “Watching you take these men will have me hard. Fast. It won’t be long before we’re joined again. And next time it’ll be even better.”
“I’m not sure that’s possible.”
“Flattery won’t save you, slave.” He raised his voice for all to hear as he regained his feet. “You’re nowhere near finished. In fact, you’ve only begun.”
Lily cast her gaze around the stage. Spectators encroached, shrinking the diameter of free space buffering her from the swarming masses. Several of the men in the front row rubbed their crotches through their fetish gear. A few extracted their cocks, rubbing slow and long or fast and furious over the tips of their dicks as they observed Clint inch between her legs.
A cramp gripped her, forcing her to groan despite her gritted teeth. The relaxation of her orgasm faded as the temporary reprieve Jeremy had granted disintegrated and the scalding urge to procreate returned, stealing her sanity.
“Come on, Clint.” Jeremy gripped her tethered wrists in one hand. She stared up at where he stood—legs spread, one hand on his hip—and encouraged his colleague to fuck her. Not because he got off on watching, though he might, but because he correctly interpreted her cravings. “If you can’t do it, move aside. She’s getting worse. I won’t stand for anyone to hurt her.”
A few of the guests took a step back.
The authority in Jeremy’s tone might have given her pause too if she hadn’t been the recipient of his protection. Another blast of desire ripped through her, this time knotting her muscles until she swore a charley horse wrung her uterus.
“Breathe.” Jeremy covered her mouth with his warm lips and infused her with a taste of peach candy. Who would guess a man like him would have a sweet tooth?
She inhaled, if only to draw the scent of him into her lungs.
“That’s it.” He shared several puffs of air with her, establishing a pattern. “Keep it up.”
She focused on obeying as he monitored her implementation of his feedback. After a handful of breaths, he nodded.
“What are you waiting for?” he growled at Clint.
The officer drew a triangle between her, Jeremy and Matt. When his stare clashed with his partner’s, he shrugged. “Is this insane?”
“Yes.” Matt scrubbed his hands through his exceptionally short hair. “Totally.”
Lily cried out when a spasm clenched her toes. From breasts to pussy, her nerves screamed. Her nails scraped Jeremy’s forearm when her fingers curled into fists. Why wouldn’t someone touch her?
“Get out of my way. I’ll fuck her if you won’t.”
Ryan deflected the man who attempted to breach the shrinking gap between her and the throng of Morselli’s acquaintances.
“It’s crazy. But she needs it. You.” Matt placed his hand on Clint’s shoulder then nudged his partner closer to her. “Do it.”
“Are you sure, Lily?”
He didn’t hear her whimpered, “No.”
“She’s not calling the shots.” Jeremy diverted attention from her as she mouthed a thank you in Matt’s direction. “Her fate is in my hands. And I say fuck her.”
Clint cursed as he surrounded his hard-on with his thick fingers. He glanced in her direction. “I can’t resist.”
She wrestled with the raw passion singeing her guts until something warm and smooth nudged her pussy. A shriek ripped past her lips before she could stop it.
If he’d pulled back any faster, Clint would have busted his ass.
Ben prevented him from retreating another step. The slave wasn’t timid. He put his hands on Clint’s waist and guided the other man into place.
Encouragement bubbled up then crescendoed as bystanders joined the chant. “Do it. Do it. Do it.”
This time, when Clint touched the tip of his erection to her soaked folds, he didn’t hesitate. Lily trembled as he worked his length inside her. She soaked in the pressure of Jeremy’s hands, which cupped her shoulders, planting her in place. He braced her for his friend to plow into.
“Oh, shit.” Clint’s erection throbbed where it lodged partially inside her. “She’s on fire. That stuff she took…”
“It’s more than that.” Jeremy’s declaration brimmed with pride. “She’s flawless. Adventurous. Dying to please me, and you because I’ve expressed my wish. Give it to her, Clint.”
The fun-loving cop turned serious. He clutched the cords suspending her. Level with his solid chest, his fists closed around the pair attached in the crease between her spread thighs and her hips. She sighed as he soothed some of the intensity inside her, turning it into ecstasy.
“Good girl.” Jeremy petted her hair, wrapping the long length around his hands. “Does he feel nice inside that steamy pussy?”
“No.” She squirmed in an attempt to lock them together more solidly. Instead, her motion squeezed Clint from her depths as he began to thrust, still edging deeper inside the inferno of her body.
“Little liar.” Jeremy grinned as he bent slightly, reaching for her breasts.
She choked when he palmed the mounds. Under the influence of Sex Offender, it felt like he’d draped a cool, damp cloth over massive sunburn.
“You three, put your hands on her. Touch her. Everywhere.” Jeremy jerked his chin at Ben, Ryan and Matt.
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