Abandon Control by Libre Paley

Abandon Control is the story of Kenna. An independent successful women, she has often taken advantage of the extraordinary services offered by ‘the Estate’, an exclusive establishment catering to women’s every erotic fantasy. And never leaves disappointed.
This time Kenna has chosen to play a wild card, meaning her hosts will choose and set up the scenarios in which she must participate. The night that follows could take Kenna too far out her meticulously managed comfort zone, or it could deliver her to hitherto unimagined heights of sexual pleasure. By surrendering control, will she find a new way to liberation?
Abandon Control is an erotic and sensual ‘long short story’ with a literary slant. It contains candid scenes of a sexual nature, featuring nudity, multiple partners and consensual light domination and bondage.

SKU: B0747N4WRQ Category: Erotica Tags: contemporary, erotic fiction, erotica, LIGHT BDSM, sensual, women's fiction

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LIBRE PALEY celebrates female sexuality and the enjoyment of sex in all its shades and preferences, for those who like their erotica to be sensual and intelligent, yet also bold and unembarrassed. After years spent working overseas, Libre now lives by windswept moorlands in England, landscape from which she derives much inspiration.

What inspired you to write your book?

This book was inspired by the need of all women to be unafraid to express their sensuality and sexuality.

Here is a short sample from the book:

I shiver to recall the series of young men I’ve encountered here, all ready to do my bidding, to please me. I can conjure up the sensation of their undressing me, gliding away silk, the graze of lace, the admiring gazes upon my naked body, touches that are at first tentative growing bolder, an abrasion of teeth at my neck, lips and tongues teasing my breasts, finding their way to my vulva and circling, sliding, until I am lost on a cloudbank of pleasure. I like at least two of them, maybe three, so they can satisfy me everywhere, in multiple ways.
Failing to pay attention to Gizela as she chatted away, I brought to mind my previous visit, one fine young male lain across the billiards table, riding him hard, rubbing myself up against him, his firm torso under my hands, my feet up onto his shoulders to allow him penetrate me to the hilt. A second beau standing behind us, stroking me as I swivelling my hips and grind down, pressing my lover to the baize of the table, my head arching back, hair flinging wild, bringing myself up and off…
“And would you like a table for tonight, too?”
“Oh I’m sorry, what?”
“A table in the restaurant this evening. Or will you be ordering room service?”
“Room service. As usual. That’ll be fine.”
“Very good.” Leaning in closer, Gizela lowered her voice to an intimate tone, “And I couldn’t help noticing darling, you have ordered something different for this visit. A wild card.”
“That’s right yes. Well – you know, I’ve been coming here for a while and thought – why not?”
The words were casual, but I felt on edge. In opting for a wild card, the house – my hosts – would decide what scenario I must be the centrepiece for, and I was at their mercy. A break from the usual Kenna Lingam style.