A Very Merry Un-Birthday to You!

To celebrate my birthday (24th), I will be releasing an excerpt here on my blog from Salvation! I know I've kept it under wraps pretty tightly with this one, but it's because it really means the most to me. I won't lie. Letting go of Elle and Hunt isn't easy for me. Though I'm sure I'll revisit them someday in the future, I'm puttin' them up on the shelf so to speak. *RAMBLING* Anyway, keep an eye out on the 24th for the very special post. 

SPANKS & KISSES

Lena

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National Anthem

Happy Fourth to all those celebrating this weekend. For those who aren't, I hope your weekend is fantastic and safe!

SPANKS & KISSES!

Salvation

“You’re my rock, Elle, my light…my salvation. You saved me from the darkness inside myself.”

“And you’re mine. We saved each other.” I love when he lets me into his mind—his past.

His face, tucked between my thighs, lingers near the faint lines plaguing the soft flesh of the innermost part. The marks of Nicholas’ possession over me.

A Dominant Salvation © 2016 Lena Black

METAL & LACE SALE

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July 1st - 4th

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I don’t see Gunnar at first, not until the orange cherry of his cigarette glows in the shadows, just out of reach of the house’s lights. Taking a long drag, he sits on the front end of his souped-up, matte black Camaro, parked at the end of the dimly lit driveway. With his torn jeans and white shirt, he’s so frickin’ hot I feel like my eyeballs might melt just from looking at him.

Bolting for his car, he smiles when he sees me, flicking his smoke into a nearby flowerbed, and jumps off the hood. I leap up, clamping my thighs about his waist when he catches me, kissing him passionately. His hands grasp at my thighs as he carries me over to the hood, setting my ass on the sloped edge. He leans his weight into me, forcing me to lie back against the cool metal, and roughly assaults my enflamed lips. 

When he detaches his from mine, breathless, he whispers into my mouth, “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Metal & Lace © 2015 Lena Black

I Come Cheap

Got this baby for $.97! OMFG! I almost did a touchdown dance at the register. I've wanted a chambray shirt 4-EVER, but I always seemed to look at the wrong time. I'm going to wear it to a Lana Del Rey concert I'm attending in August. (WOOHOO! Lana freak right here.) It goes with the hippie chic getup I have planned out. (Yes, I thought out my outfit two months in advance. #dork) But a Lana Del Rey concert isn't any old concert, it's an awakening.

A Roll in the Sack

Who wouldn't want a night with Damian Hunt?


SPANKS & KISSES

LENA

Do Not Disturb

When someone interrupts you while writing a crucial scene in your book...

A Dominant Mine

I move my hips, positioning him to take me. I sink back, watching his eyes close and mouth go slack. The look of pleasure lightly brushes over his face as I take my time sliding to the base, cradling him inside me. 

“What are you doing?” he asks, gazing at me through hooded lids.

“Making you mine.”

A Dominant Man © 2014 Lena Black

Welcome to Lenaland! The Kinkiest Place On Earth!

Welcome to my little piece of the internet! This blog has adult content...for obvious reasons. I'm not Dr. Seuss. HA! On this page, you'll find updates about my work, myself, teasers, cover reveals, events, and other fun schtuff. So pour yourself a glass of wine and kick up your spiked heels, ladies. And gents...if that's what you're into. No judgement.

SPANKS & KISSES

LENA