About the Author
International
attorney, award-winning journalist and last of a modest raconteur
bloodline, J.D. Lexx has been a storyteller for most of his life and a
student of humanity for even longer. Perhaps it’s no wonder that he
takes such pleasure in the subtle tease of the written word, in kindling
curiosity with every shared tale, then daring the imagination to
continue on beyond The End.
A
traveler by nature, Lexx spends most of his time between the frenzied
streets of New York and the slower pace of New Orleans’ Vieux Carré.
When not exploring the sensual psyche through his writing, he can
usually be found honing his skills in the kitchen or working alongside
charitable organizations to promote literacy and tolerance— two causes
not only reflected in his work, but forever dear to his heart.
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Food Lust (A Crimson Confession 1)
For
some, the kitchen represents a sanctuary of the senses—a mergence of
soul and sustenance that licks at the flesh while teasing the mind’s
pleasure. To others, it’s but a steely hive of horror. And then there’s
JESSICA AMES, a canned soup kind of girl in a land of haute cuisine
whose aversion to culinary adventure once seemed all but incurable. But
when she catches the eye of celebrity chef MARCO ADRIANO at a
pretentious rooftop soiree, his uniquely sensual take on food whets an
appetite that may just prove insatiable. If only they’d had more time…
Excerpt
“Back
home, we always say that a good sauce can make anything better,” Marco
proudly shared as he blended shaved Parmesan, mozzarella and a pinch of
seasoning into his heavy cream base and stirred lovingly. From anybody
else, the words might sound like a travel bureau tagline, but he
delivered them with authentic nostalgia.
While
I sat politely attentive, he wove a familiar story that I’d heard
countless times before. This time, however, everything felt new again.
This time, he directed every word so intimately to an audience he could
see and touch, no longer hindered by the cold glass of the television
screen or the one-way discussion of a written page.
“You
don’t say.” I reflected back to that night and the wine-laced red silk
we spun together. In that sense, a good sauce certainly made me better
or at least it sparked my devotion to improvement. “And have you ever
put that theory to the test?”
“Come to think of it,” he replied after a moment of contemplation, “perhaps we should. What would you suggest?”
Lifting a long white linen from the counter, I fashioned a makeshift blindfold and cinched it tightly behind my head. “Feed me.”
From
my right came a faint sigh of deviance, broken by the crackle of fresh
semolina crust. I would have thought it impossible, but my mouth managed
to water even more at the prospect of things to come.
“Open.”
He coaxed the plain slice of bread between my lips, then dipped a
second into the bubbling sauce. I could feel the heat as he approached.
Instinctively, I parted wide to receive that second slice—or anything
else he desired—on my tongue.
“Dirty
girl!” Marco laughed when a splash of hot white cream escaped my mouth
and trickled down my chin. As I reached up to wipe it away, he snatched
my wrist from the air and pinned it to my side. Then he gathered the
rogue sauce on the tip of his finger and whispered again.
Two Way Glass (A Crimson Confession 2)
True
love, a beautiful family, and hordes of adoring friends. Morgan Parker
didn’t give a damn for any of it. For as long as he could remember, all
that mattered was his one-way climb up the partnership track. That is,
until the day he makes it to the top and finally stops to enjoy the
view.
Now,
with the biggest case of his career looming on the horizon, the young
attorney finds himself increasingly enamored with the flirtatious Sirena
in the window across the way. But when a harmless voyeuristic game
escalates toward obsession, will Morgan see the challenge through to the
end, or cave to the rising intensity, accepting the most frustrating
defeat of his life? The jury is still out…
Excerpt
Finally,
she rose and turned to unveil herself fully, temporarily putting me out
of my misery before increasing it exponentially. She stood on full
display, her eyes cast downward to the floor and arms outstretched to
allow an unhampered appreciation of my seductress. A rogue brunette wave
escaped her left shoulder and tapered downward, drawing my eyes from
her neckline to the delicate curves of her chest. There I lingered, as
she no doubt expected, caressing every inch in my mind. The gentle fold
of her left knee in front of the right took me lower still, following
her abdomen’s natural slope to a tight valley between powder-soft
thighs.
I
widened my gaze again to soak in her entirety. Her enticing pose bore
some reminiscence to a sensual crucifixion, lending a slight sense of
the macabre to the already dark nature of our connection. And yet, the
body itself was nothing short of heavenly—a truth that somehow managed
to deepen the discomfort. But then, I’m a lawyer. What do I know about
heaven?
After
a generously lengthy exhibition that lasted far too short a time, she
pivoted on her heels and moved to the interior of the room, leaving the
stage behind with a classically European sashay that so few American
women have ever truly mastered.
Obscured
in the distance, she circled her desk and rolled her chair aside,
leaning forward over the hard wood surface and arching her back as if to
tease an imaginary lover poised enviably behind her. Running her tongue
slowly across her lips and throwing back her head like a woman suddenly
impaled on raw animal pleasure, she opened those devastating eyes and
pointed a single finger out into the night, mouthing two distinct
syllables before extinguishing her lamp.
“Now. You.”
Order of the Orchidarion (A Crimson Confession 4)
For
years, one thing kept troubled young Christine Bexley on the right side
of a life beyond salvation—the promise of a unique apprenticeship, as
soon as she came of age, under childhood crush and world-renowned
orchidologist, Richard Mitchell.
After
three years of flirtation and shameless attempts to seduce her mentor,
Christine now stands at the eve of her twenty-first birthday, a gifted
orchidologist in her own right. But is she truly ready for the fabled
Orchidarion? An exceptionally cruel test of skill and concentration, it
can only be administered by those who have already mastered it. Success
would place her among the absolute best in the world. But can Christine
overcome this final obstacle to complete her ascendance, or has
Richard’s opportunity just blossomed for a long and hard payback?
Excerpt
“Are you ready?” he asked with a disarming sincerity.
“Let’s find out,” I answered bravely enough, though I know he must have seen my knees wilt.
“Three
rules.” His warm whisper tickled across my ear, even as the severity of
his tone sent a chill rippling down the bare skin beneath my dress.
“Misidentify two, and you fail. If you choose to quit, you fail. And if
you fail to do precisely as you’re told, well…”
With
the force of a threat left unfinished, the doors swung open. Only once
inside could I embrace the true magnitude of the moment. Where my days
in the nursery had been spent among relative commoners of the orchid
kingdom, I now stood, half-naked, in the midst of botanical royalty—his
prized private collection! As hard as it had become to concentrate with
him standing behind me on an uneventful day, the difficulty now enhanced
threefold through such an intimidating visual barrage and the wet,
tropical air snaking up my bare legs.
We
wandered without direction through the daunting collection until,
seemingly at random, he would slice the riding crop through the heavy
damp with a nerve-wracking crack, pointing out a new challenge at the
end of its quivering tip. Despite the tension, the test began
promisingly enough as I nailed the first four species without
hesitation. But where I should have been encouraged by my strong start, I
couldn’t help but wonder what lay ahead. Somehow, I knew he must have
been building me up now just to watch me fall later.
The
fifth specimen provided my first true dilemma. This time, the menacing
black leather came to rest on a lower shelf before a small cluster of
frilled flowers whose showy façades sat turned away out of sight.
“That’s
not fair!” Almost angrily, I reached out to re-adjust the pot for a
better view but the crop slapped my hand from the air with a resounding
sting.
“I’m
sorry, Honey Bee.” He comforted me with a smirk, softly kissing the
welt of tortured flesh. “You observe only. If any flowers need be
manipulated tonight, I will be the one to do so.”
My God, he was evil. And I was already dripping.
I
did my best to balance on those impractical heels while he watched me
bend and flex my body for a better view. The farther I leaned to get a
glimpse from above, the larger the cascades of hair that fell from my
shoulders and brushed dangerously close to the delicate petals. I froze
in terror, unable to move for fear of my first violation, as the burn of
his gaze seemed to linger forever.
MALEDICTION: Rise of the Crimson Confessions (A Crimson Confession 4)
Some
devote a lifetime to the endless pursuit of love. Others spend even
longer trying to outrun it. Between the shimmering lights of Paris and
New Orleans’ commercialized sin, author J.D. Lexx embarks on his latest
hunt. Once content to walk blindly in the light, these days he prowls a
different world, one of shadow and sensuality where flesh yields to the
probing hungers of fantasy. Driven by painful reminders of opportunity
left unseized, he roams, tirelessly seeking the next in a growing
collection of Crimson Confessions.
Yet
these tales of conquest and seduction which have brought such notoriety
are merely bait for a more transcendent prey. The one he truly stalks
is infinitely more elusive, and lethal in her charms. To win her over,
and write the happy ending to this unfinished story, an infamous
collector of secrets must now lay his own bare for all to see. Chasing a
trail of enticing exploits stretching from Sin City to Prague, every
stop leads him back to the beginning…and one step closer to her.
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Manhattan Memoirs: A Bedtime Story Volume One
When
a night on the town takes a wicked sensual turn, a man must master his
own dominant tendencies in order to conquer the ultimate submissive
prize—the city herself.
Welcome
to Manhattan, a city of secrets. Within its shadows hides a treasure
trove of incredible stories. Look hard enough and you’re likely to find
one. Dig a little too deep and you might just become one. Trust me, I
would know.
Ten
years ago, an ordinary man began a journey that would lead him to the
depths, and heights, of New York sensuality. Driven by an insatiable
hunger to bring the city to its knees, the allure of its women and the
pleasures they offered slowly consumed him. Once lost, he never
returned…but I did. In the pages of these journals, I hold the only
existing proof of an evolution—a chronicle of domination, submission and
lust that transformed the man I once was into the rumor I’ve become. As
with any great corruption, mine began innocently enough, with a balmy
summer evening and that goddamn red dress…
Manhattan Memoirs: A Bedtime Story Volume Two
When
fate offers Ronin a glimpse into a sensual world beneath the
underworld, the quest for answers forces a reckoning with the reality he
once knew.
They say the truth will set you free, but only if you survive to uncover it. After
settling into his new life as a burgeoning Dominant in New York, Ronin
thinks he has things all figured out. But when a mysterious encounter
offers a glimpse into an underworld of sexual excess, he finds himself
forced to reevaluate his own beliefs and the loyalty of others.
Blinded
by confusion and driven by desire, now Ronin must unravel fact from
fiction, pushing allegiances to the brink in a compulsive quest for
answers. But will the truth he seeks lead to the ultimate liberation, or
will its pursuit trap him in a web from which few have ever escaped?
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