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Shiftin Dirty

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Bringing home a human can only go two ways. All out war or death.

Robert Gage is surrounded by sex and his wolf is ready to climb the walls. He doesn’t need a mate, but he could use an outlet for his frustration. Someone to warm his bed until morning and then go on her way. He especially doesn’t need a human woman who likes to poke her adorable nose in everyone’s business. Except her scent and her curves are already messing with his head.

Sienna has about had it with the male species after her latest boyfriend leaves her behind with a stupid note and a mountain of debt. Unfortunately, the only job she can get is in a bar full of rough and scary bikers who seem to think she’s an easy lay. She’s about to teach them a ball breaking lesson when one of them growls and the other turns into a creature right out of her worst nightmare.

Now a hunk-a-licious big biker is screaming at her to run because her life depends on it. He wants to take her home where she’ll be safe. Yeah…okay.


Mason’s Rule

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Mason’s Rule is book 3 in the Purgatory Masters series, Book 1 is Tucker’s Fall, Book 2 is Levi’s Ultimatum and both are available now.

“25 chapters of alpha hero goodness culminate in an HEA you won’t soon forget. Love a damaged hero who’s also a billionaire and a Dom? Here he is…Meet Mason!” – Cat Johnson, NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author

“This isn’t “Fifty Shades” – this is SO much better!!!” ~ 5 stars for Purgatory Masters Book 1 from Not Now Mommy’s Reading

Mason Sinclair followed everyone else’s rules until family lies tore his life apart. Now he sets the damn rules and expects everyone to follow them. Period. But as the complex charade he calls his life begins to unravel, he meets a reporter with questionable motives and killer curves who may be the final straw.

Stuck in the past and unable to move on, Rebecca Adams sees a contract with a mysterious Dom as her one way ticket to the truth. Finally. The fact it comes with a sexy side of kink only sweetens the deal. Give that girl a pen.

Sign on the dotted line. Go wild. Kiss her guilt goodbye.

If only things went according to plan…

Make Me Celebration Giveaway

We had an amazing Make Me facebook party today to celebrate the release of Make Me: 12 Tales of Dark Desire. It was so jam packed with people and prizes that I ran out of time and didn’t get to giveaway all of my prizes. 

So I decided to post a new contest here and I upped the ante to this gorgeous handmade neck corset. And it is every bit as gorgeous in real life as it is in this picture. Read to the end for how to enter to win this prize and a couple of digital copies of Power Play, the next in the series after Play With Me. (Play With Me is included in Make Me)

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In case you missed the announcement on Make Me, here is the info. 


Take a trip to the dark side with 12 books by some of the hottest names in edgy romance, including USA Today Bestselling authors CJ Roberts, Eliza Gayle, and Aleatha Romig!

Pam Godwin – Beneath the Burn
Skye Warren – Wanderlust
Claire Thompson – Enslaved
Cari Silverwood – Take Me Break Me
Annabel Joseph – Comfort Object
Aleatha Romig – Consequences
Shoshanna Evers – The Man Who Holds the Whip
Annika Martin – The Hostage Bargain
Jasmine Haynes – Take Your Pleasure
Eliza Gayle – Play With Me
Pepper Winters – Tears of Tess
CJ Roberts – Captive in the Dark

These full-length e-books would cost over $40 if purchased separately. This set will only be available for a limited time, so order your copy now!

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Share The Love Blog Hop


I’m so excited to be participating in the Herding Cats & Burning Soup Sharing the Love Blog Hop. This one is all about us sharing the love for others, which sounded like a fantastic idea!

So instead of me asking for you to like, follow, and stalk me, I’m sharing a few of my fantastic author friends and authors I love to read with you.

Jennifer Ashley – She writes my favorite shifter series!

Lissa Matthews – Talk about some super sexy heroes! Phew.

Skye Warren – Dark erotica that excite me!

Cat Johnson – Smoking hot cowboys!

Kit Rocha – Sexy and gritty bad boys! Yum.

I could keep going for days with this list but it would be too long for this post. :) How about you? I’d love to hear a few of your faves.

For my contest I am giving away two $5 Amazon gift cards and 1 digital copy of  BE WERE to three different winners!


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Thankfully Naughty Hop!

Thanks so much for coming by my stop on the Thankfully Naughty Hop! I’m thrilled to have you here and hope you win some prizes.

It’s hard to believe that next week is Thanksgiving here in the US. Where did the year go? Even though it has been a whirlwind, I’m very thankful for all the good that has come from a trying year. I’m especially thankful to family, friends and wonderful readers. I couldn’t do what I do without them.

It’s turned very cold here this week so I think we might end up with quite a chilly holiday. (I live in an area not know for frigid winters so it’s a bit of a surprise to already be below freezing.) Since I’m all the way across the country from my family, I’ll be joining friends next week to give thanks and eat some very yummy food.

Where ever you are, if you will be celebrate Thanksgiving next week I wish you a wonderful holiday. If you live elsewhere I still wish you a wonderful week and many great things to be thankful for.

Since we’re talking about thankful. Let me just say how thankful I am for my cover artist. She does amazing work and has the patience of a saint while working with me. Especially when I’m vague and she somehow manages to create exactly what I want as if she were in my brain. :)

SB600Thanks to her wonderful design, Submissive Beauty will be reissued this weekend with this amazing new cover. Same great story with a gorgeous new look. I loved the original cover as well, but it has become necessary to have some of my covers redesigned to meet more stringent retailer standards. (If you click on the cover it will take you to the full page with an excerpt. However, the buy links will probably not work until Saturday, Nov. 23rd)

I hope you’ve enjoyed your stop here. If so I hope you’ll consider

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Leave a comment and tell me what you’re thankful for this year and you’ll be entered to win an print version of Tucker’s Fall, the first book in my Purgatory Masters series!

Have a wonderful Holiday!


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Once A Marine Always A Marine – Happy Veterans Day!!


I have to admit that this year Veterans Day is quite a bit different for me and my family. We aren’t just celebrating our past service anymore since my husband has returned to the service and joined the National Guard. In fact, this month he is preparing to leave home for four months on Thanksgiving.


He’s not headed overseas into danger this time around, but he will be gone and we still have to face quite an adjustment. Luckily, this is not our first time. Honestly, four months is nothing. When I was pregnant with our first child, he was gone for a year. For the first five years of our daughter’s life he missed every one of her birthdays because of deployments.

Not to mention, I have two books to finish in less than three months. Those months are definitely going to go by fast.

I enjoy reflecting on my time in the military this time of year though, but most of the time it’s just something I did because I really really wanted to. I know it changed me all those years ago, but only for the better. And I’m damned grateful for it. I owe the Marine Corps a lot. They gave to me as much as I gave to them.

So while I love that people thank me for my service today, much of my thoughts today are with those currently serving. My friend Cat has several close friends and consultants currently overseas enduring hardships, boredom, violence and separation. I’d like to thank them for all their hard work and sacrifice.

To the military families anxiously awaiting their loved ones return. Thank you for your sacrifice. thankasoldier

For people like Cat who go out of their way every single day to take care of many soldiers by sending them gifts, chatting with them online and generally boosting their morale. Thank you!

Don’t miss Cat’s awesome blog post A Day in the Life – a tribute to my men in uniform

Today Cat is celebrating the release of her new story, Cinderella Liberty which I was lucky enough to read in advance. You can find Cinderella Liberty in the boxed set Uniform Desires with several other military romance books for only 99 cents.

And while I don’t technically write military romance, I do incorporate military or former military characters into my stories quite often. So Cat and I have teamed up to offer readers a Veterans Day Celebration Giveaway. She’s promoting Uniformed Desires, the ultimate military romance lovers box set and I’m promoting Levi’s Ultimatum, one of my most recent veteran characters who struggles with trying to fit in without a traditional family. I love him. I love his heroine and I especially love the heroine’s daughter who sees immediately through Levi’s exterior to his heart of gold.


Go forth and have fun. And win some awesome prizes, including a Marine blue purse, paperback books and an Amazon gift card!

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Take A Chance And You’ll Be Set For Fall Reading!

Happy October!

I’ve joined with an awesome group of smexy writers to bring you a contest for books and cash that will get your winter reading kicked off with a bang. You have lots of ways to enter by checking out many authors that may be new to you. I know I’m looking forward to finding some new reads.

All the details are in the rafflecopter below so have fun and come say hi on Facebook!

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Snippet Saturday – Can’t Fight This Feeling

We are on a roll this month hitting all of my favorite themes. Today’s ‘Can’t Fight This Feeling’ is all about friends to lovers. A HUGE favorite of mine.

If you enjoy a good friends to lover theme as well as I do, you’ll find it in several of my books including Tucker’s Fall, Displayed, Midnight Playground, and Bottom’s Up. For today’s snippet I’ve chosen Bottom’s up.

bottomsup200Jenn has been in love with Riley since college and it haunts her that she never acted on it. So when a job opportunity comes up that could put her in Riley’s path she takes a chance. When she meets up with him at his condo she does what any curious girl does, she goes snooping and finds a book on BDSM.


Her finger rubbed the edge of the pages and, after a quick glance over her shoulder, she opened the book. The table of contents laid out all the intriguing chapters, but a red paper stuck in the middle of the book caught her eye. She flipped quickly to the place it marked and found a chapter titled, Levels of Submission.

The first few pages detailed the fact that, according to the author, BSDM had many levels of both dominance and submission. She scanned the first paragraph and tried to imagine Riley reading this book. Was he a dominant? Her sex squeezed sharply, the edge of her arousal sharpening at the thought.

How would she feel if Riley did as the book instructed? Commanded her to do things…

Her dreams of Riley had always been intense with him in control of their encounters. Is this what that meant? If he ordered her to strip and get down on her knees, what would she do?

She smiled. Anything he wanted.

Inexperienced didn’t mean repressed. If her dreams and taste in reading material were anything to judge by, there was a wild woman inside her dying to get out. She just didn’t know how to let her loose.

The red paper slipped from her fingers and fluttered to the ground print side up. Jenn bent to retrieve it and noticed the bold word Purgatory emblazoned across the top of the flyer.

It was an advertisement for a local BDSM club and a recent charity event. The list of activities included spanking, flogging and so much more. Need pulsed in her body from her straining nipples to her pulsing clit. Oh God, she needed Riley. She wanted to know more, learn from him what this was all about.

“I’d say your curiosity just saved us about an hour’s worth of awkward conversation.”

She dropped the book and whirled around, the paper still grasped between her fingers. “I-I uh—”

“Don’t be embarrassed or ashamed, Jenn. I’d planned to find a way to tell you tonight. To explain my life to you.”

His life? She couldn’t speak with the lump that had formed in her throat. He hadn’t bothered with a shirt, and his worn jeans rode low on his hips with the button still undone. The heat inside her rose impossibly higher.

“When I moved here, I decided to explore some of what I thought was the darker side of me. A need for more in my life that nothing else had quite fulfilled.”

“And did you find it?” she whispered.

“I did. I have very strong needs, and once I’d learned how to fulfill them, I wanted to share them with the right woman.”

“A submissive.” Humiliation burned through her. She’d planned to try and make a case for them dating, and he’d already found what he needed in a submissive. Her stomach cramped with the knowledge of being too late.

“Yes, Jenn, a submissive. Someone who craves what I crave, a woman who understands a dominant’s need to control. Now, I only need to know one thing. Do you want to be that woman?”

She blinked. Her body jerked to attention.


He took a few slow steps closer. “I want you, Jenn. I always have.”

This couldn’t be happening.

“You’ve never given me even a hint that you wanted me.”

“Haven’t I? Not many men spend as much time with a woman he doesn’t crave as I did with you. But back in college, I wasn’t ready to risk the friendship. Now, I’m ready to claim the woman I want.”

“But I’m not submissive. I don’t understand.”

Riley grabbed her around the waist and hauled her against him. “Are you sure about that? Your face is flushed, your nipples are hard and I caught you reading a book about it. If I were to slide my hand underneath this little skirt of yours, would I find damp panties?” His hand teased her thigh at the edge of the fabric.

With Riley’s warm chest pressed against her, it was hard to think straight. She had him right where she’d dreamed and the last thing she wanted to do was push him away.

“I have a confession to make.” She breathed heavily. “I came here tonight hoping to find out if you had an interest in me other than as long distance friendship, but…but I—”

“Didn’t expect this.”

She nodded.

“Well, you’re here, and now, you know I’m interested. Are you curious?”

“I’ve read some of that book before,” she admitted.

Riley smiled wide. “Have you now?” He stared at her questioningly. “Well, considering you haven’t run from me screaming, I’d say you’re more than interested. So…you’re here and I’m here and we have two days before you have to leave, so let’s have some fun and see where it goes. But before you agree, understand that I will command you, I will ask you to do things that are outside of your comfort zone and I will give you more pleasure than you can imagine.”


For more snippetty goodness be sure to follow the trail.

Lauren Dane
Caris Roane
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
Shiloh Walker
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Myla Jackson
Shelli Stevens
Jody Wallace

Snippet Saturday – It Ain’t Over Til It’s Over

Today’s theme for snippet saturday reminds me how much I love a good reunion among lovers. It’s so much fun to write.

NEWMalcolm200Especially with shifters. (Plus I just happen to have shifters on the brain right now.) In Malcolm, the story opens with Malcolm hunting an intruder in his house. In the case of shifters it doesn’t take them long to pick up a familiar scent and he knows exactly who’s come after him. I can’t reveal much about their relationship without getting all spoilery so I’ll just have to leave you with this.


“Looking for me?”

He whirled at the sultry voice behind him in time for her to deliver a kick to his stomach, catching him off balance and sending him flying backward to sprawl on the floor. Air whooshed from his lungs and his head cracked against the hard floors. Pain exploded in his head, little shards of sharp, burning sensations that took hold for several long seconds before clearing.

Stunned that she’d snuck up on him, he groped for his bearings. The little minx took full advantage of his delay and pounced on top of him, straddling his legs with her own. He didn’t even see the knife until she had it pressed to his throat and dangerously close to his jugular.

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”

Malcolm slowly dragged the air back into his lungs and wondered what kind of crazy bitch she’d turned into. The power emanating from her came soaked in strength without even a whiff of fear. For a second or two, he felt frozen in time. This woman looked nothing like the Chey he remembered. This woman had obviously trained and his instincts screamed she would not be an easy fight. Interesting.

Her white blonde hair was tied up in a braid but a few strands had come loose and curled around her face. His fingers itched to brush them from her cheeks. With the anger in her eyes and the stern shape of her mouth, she reminded him more of the women from his clan than ever. In an act of aggression, she bore resemblance to the cougar more than ever.

“My tongue’s just fine, Chey. Want to find out?”

The look in her blazing eyes flared hot, shining in the moonlight as she speared him with her gaze. Electrifying pools of blue that a man could easily get lost in. All but a few shifters had green eyes and he’d only heard of one kind that had blue. He curled his lip at the memory.

The elusive white cougars.

Half-breeds that no clan wanted except for their dirty work. While he and his brothers carried out death sentences in accordance with the laws and traditions of their councils, her kind had trained for a different kind of mission. They’d become mercenaries available to the highest bidder. They used methods of stealth that he and his brothers rarely bothered with. They didn’t need to.

“In your dreams, Malcolm.”

Over the years he’d allowed his perception of her to soften. Maybe she was different. Obviously not, considering the position he now found himself in. There was nothing soft about the blade cutting into his skin, or the strength in which she pinned him with her free hand. Obviously the only emotion she’d developed outside her family was anger. It probably made her missions easier.

He growled warningly. “Then get the hell off me.”

“Or what?”


For more snippetty goodness be sure to follow the trail:

Lauren Dane
Caris Roane
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
Shiloh Walker
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
TJ Michaels
Myla Jackson
Felicity Heaton

Snippet Saturday – Boys of Summer

I truly hope “Better Late Than Never” is a valid mantra because I am super late with this post today. I’ve been actually kind of horrible about getting my snippets up for a while. Bad me.

EG_Levi_FinalThis weeks theme is boys of summer and for me the boys of summer this year is all about the Purgatory Masters. So I’m going to give you a snippet about Levi from my latest release, Levi’s Ultimatum. When Levi first arrives back home the first person he encounters is not any of the main characters from the series, but instead a child whose innocence and ease with a stranger makes me think of everything that is right with the world. Let me know what you think.


Levi stepped inside Nina’s Cafe and welcomed the cool air conditioning on his burned skin. He’d given a fleeting thought to sunscreen a few states back and had never bothered to stop. Now that the road wind had disappeared, the hot and humid Carolina summer heat hit him full force. He welcomed the change in temperature and took a few slow breaths to adjust. In doing so it dawned on him he’d not been immediately tackled. In fact, there was stone cold silence surrounding him. Except…

At the far end of the counter a small girl sat on a stool scribbling on some paper in front of her. She turned his way and smiled, a big adorable grin not worthy of some stranger like him. A cloud of black curly hair surrounded her face and fell to her shoulders. She brushed a few strands out of her eyes and blew on the rest. “Come on in. My momma said if anyone came in while she was in back I should tell you to get a menu at the register and pick a seat anywhere. She’s coming right back.”

Her momma? Holy shit. Nina had a child and no one had seen fit to inform him? He felt a little weak in the knees. He grabbed the edge of the counter and steadied himself. Did that mean he had a—

“If you don’t want to sit by yourself, you can sit next to me. I’ve got extra crayons and I don’t mind sharing.”

Levi was taken aback by the adorable child offering to share her crayons with him. He’d never gotten much of a chance to spend time with any kids and yet this one made him curious. He grabbed one of the menus at the cash register and then walked to the end of the counter where she sat watching him with an innocent curiosity that pulled at him. Why the hell she wasn’t calling for her mother or running away as fast as she could shocked him. He didn’t need a mirror to know how rough he looked. To a child, he’d be downright scary.

“I’d be honored to share your crayons.” He slid onto the stool next to her and took the offered piece of paper she now held in her hand and placed it on the counter. He glanced at her paper. “What are you drawing?”

She picked up a green crayon and scribbled furiously across the bottom of her picture. “My house,” she replied.

“You live near here?”

“Uh huh. Me and Momma just stopped here on our way to the lake. She promised to take me swimming after she delivered new pies to Miss Nina. Miss Nina loves my momma’s pies. She’s got cherry, and apple and peach and everyone’s favorite Dewberry.”

Levi stopped drawing and stared at the little girl. “Did you say your mom brought pies?”

“Yeah, do you like pie? I love pie. I like the Elvis pie the best cause its got chocolate and peanut butter, but my momma didn’t make any of those today. That makes me sad. Oh and my name’s Hannah by the way. What’s yours?”

His head spun from the little girl’s rambling. She’d just given him a mouthful of information and all he could think about was the pie. Whoever her mother was, she made pie. “My name is Levi and I love pie. In fact I’m starving and I think I’ll have to just order pie. Maybe one slice of each.”

The little girl giggled. A sweet sound that made it impossible for Levi not to smile, however foreign the sensation.

“You can’t just have pie. That’s cheating. You have to eat your lunch first. My momma says so, Mr. Levi.”

“Your momma sounds like a smart lady.”

“Oh she is. She’s saving up so we can have our own pie store. Right here.” The little girl pointed to a small building next to the house she’d drawn. “She said I can work there with her and we’ll get to make pies every day. Making pie is fun. Have you ever made a pie?”

“What about school. Don’t you go?”

“Not yet.” She put down the green crayon and picked up a blue one and began drawing fluffy clouds. “I start when the summer is over. I’m going to be in kindergarten. I’m five now.”

Levi soaked in everything she told him while creating his own drawing. He couldn’t ever remember using crayons before today, although he must have at some point in his childhood. Obviously this child saw the moon and the stars in her mother, as she should. For a moment he thought of his own mother and the way she used to take care of him. A sharp stab of pain nearly sliced him in two. He slammed that door shut and forced his brain to think of other things. Better not to go there.

“You sure have a lot of tattoos. These right here remind me of momma’s tattoos.” She pointed to his right forearm and made a large circle around one section. “Except hers aren’t on her arm. They cover her private parts.”

Holy shit! Levi went light headed at the thought. All of a sudden he really wanted to meet this child’s mother.


Be sure to follow the trail and find some more great snippets from the rest of the authors:

Lauren Dane
Shelli Stevens
Leah Braemel
Jody Wallace
Caris Roane
Lissa Matthews
Mandy M. Roth
McKenna Jeffries
Shiloh Walker
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
TJ Michaels
Myla Jackson
Felicity Heaton

Hot Summer Romance – Get Some!

Welcome to my stop on the Hot Summer Romance Giveaway Hop hosted by the Insatiable Reads Book Tour. I think my new favorite thing to say this month is “get some” so you might hear it again. 😉

Thank you so much for stopping by my blog. This hop is big but there are two awesome grand prizes you can win by visiting the many blogs and leaving comments. The more you visit the better chance to win so hop hop hop. :)

Grand Prizes –  #1 is a Kindle Fire. #2 is a $50 gift certificate. (Keep reading to see what I’m giving away!)

Isn’t summer the perfect time for a romance? Or at least the perfect time to read a romance book? I know I can’t resist curling up on my back porch, or reading a book in one of the many Adirondack chairs sitting all over our small public beach park.

And this year, like a lot of others based on all the best seller lists, I’m glomming on all the hot contemporary bad boys that are dominating the book world.

It doesn’t seem that long ago it was all about the Vamps and the Weres and now we can’t get enough Billionaires and Rock Stars. And the badder the better. I’ve heard talk that readers are getting tired of the billionaires and I’m not so sure. Yes, there are a lot out there but Harlequin has been doing the billionaires for decades and they’re still going strong. I’m definitely not ashamed to admit I love them.

How do you feel? Do you have a preference for bad boys? And what kind?

I will be giving away a Digital Three-Pack of eBooks to 3 lucky winners. It will include Vampire Awakening, Frost Bitten, and Whipped. So you can try a smorgasbord of alpha bad boys. Vamps, Weres, and Doms. YUM!

Just leave a comment here and let me know which bad boys you prefer and you’re entered to win!

200_alphabadboysIn the meantime while you’re waiting to see if you’ve won, I’ve got a great deal for you with the multi author book set, Alpha Bad Boys. You can get 7 books for less than the price of 1 at only 99 CENTS. Enjoy books from Shayla Black, Lisa Renee Jones, Olivia Cunning, Cat Johnson, Lexi Blake, Cat Johnson and ME!

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Eliza Gayle Wet and Wild Blog Hop Stop!

Welcome to my stop of the Wet and Wild blog hop hosted by the talented Skye Warren. She puts together great hops and I’m happy to be included again.

Is everyone looking forward to a wet and/or wild summer? It’s not even close to summer here in the Pacific Northwest (think July) but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my mind on wild times in the coming days.

To celebrate this week’s hop I’ve got a new release! Reclaiming His Submissive came out today. This is the second story in the developing D/s relationship between Alex and Harper from my story, Sweet Submission.

Since both stories are related I thought I’d give you a snippet from each and then we’ll get to the really good stuff–the prizes.


From Sweet Submission:

Harper’s insides trembled with the force of effort it took for her to stay calm under the onslaught of such dire need. Never in her life had she been brought to the brink so quickly and then denied. The result had been almost painful. Her sex still squeezed in complaint.
Him leaving her like this frustrated the hell out of her and she’d come close more than once to ripping off the blindfold so she could see him. Not being able to read his face or understand his body language left her more vulnerable than she’d ever imagined. She had no idea what to expect and her fight or flight response had revved into high gear.
Alex stopped them. “Harper, are you all right?”
“I’m scared.” She hated to admit it but damn it, this was so far outside her comfort zone she didn’t know which way was up.
“Good. I’d be more concerned if you weren’t. Just remember what I said before. You have a safe word if you need it.” He rested an assuring hand along the curve of her spine.
She nodded.
“Good. Let’s get started.” The warmth of his touch on her back disappeared.
Warm hands caressed her hips and thighs, traveling slowly down her legs to the strappy heels she’d chosen to wear. “Sexy shoes.”
Harper started. That was not Alex’s voice.
Oh Shit!



From Reclaiming His Submissive:


On edge to finish what they’d started, Alex allowed her just enough room to squeeze by him and enter his apartment. He closed the door behind him and methodically finished removing his own clothing. His pants hit the floor, which she grabbed and neatly folded for him on the foyer bench. The same with the shirt after he removed it and flung it to the side.

“Now you want to be sweet? When ten minutes ago you were running away from me. He cupped one of her bare breasts and pulled enough to stop her from moving away. He contemplated his next move and ultimately gave in to the raging need riding him harder than ever before. “Lie down on the table there and spread your legs for me. I want to see every inch of your body on display for me.” He lowered his voice to a near growl. “Me, kitten. Your Master.”


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Sinful Sirens Blog Hop

Welcome to my stop on the Sinful Sirens blog hop hosted by the always awesome Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews and Under The Covers Book Blog.

The question I began with when I sat down to write this blog is Am I A Sinful Siren? Hmmm. How to answer that. :) Well, considering I was a wild child in my youth and have more than a few skeletons in my closet that shall firmly stay there, I could potentially be perceived as a sinful siren.

Nowadays, I tend to channel that wild child into the books I write. My heroines have definitely been sinful at times and sirens at others. They are sometimes described as sassy or bratty and frequently known to be smart-mouthed. They’re also always stubborn. All traits that my alpha males seem to find extremely appealing in one way or another.

Hang on while I go look up the word Siren in the dictionary and make sure I’ve got it down.

Okay, I’m back.

Yep. Yep.

Synonyms for Siren:  enchantress, femme fatale, seductress, temptress

Related words to Siren: beguiler, charmer, seducer, vamp, sexpot, sex symbol

So I’m going to go out on this tiny little limb and say yes, my heroines are often sinful sirens. Naughty little things aren’t they?

And nope, still not talking about those closet skeletons. I think if you use your imagination and wonder it’ll be way more fun.(for me. hehehe)

Instead I’ll tell you a bit about my upcoming release on May 20th, Reclaiming His Submissive. If you haven’t tried one of my books before be warned, there be bad words and lots of steamy sex inside.

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After fifteen months of blissful submission in the arms of her Master, Harper Allison fears the honeymoon period of their relationship is over. In the midst of their last scene several weeks ago she blurted out the three little words Alex wasn’t ready to hear. Now he’s finally summoned her to his penthouse apartment and she’s decided there’s no choice left for her but to ask for her release.

Alex Woodman has been making plans. His life is complicated and his desire to keep his business and family separate from his life with Harper is closing in on him. To gain the commitment he desires something has to give. When his feisty submissive removes her collar without his consent, his need to set things right goes into overdrive and leads to a thing or two that might be considered illegal in the state of New York.

One of these days Harper will learn that what Alex wants—Alex gets.

Don’t miss the previous book, Sweet Submission that started Alex and Harper down this path.

Available for preorder now at All Romance eBooks!

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Saturday Snippet – Crawling Back To You

Choosing a snippet for this week wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. Alpha males aren’t the greatest at groveling and Doms even less.

However, everyone makes mistakes and sometimes an intense apology is necessary. I’ve chosen a snippet from late in Tucker’s book when both characters have had to admit their mistakes. But in order to avoid spoilers I have to keep it short.

Snippet from TUCKER’S FALL:

When the doorbell rang and Tucker checked the security camera a sense of Déjà vu overcame him. She’d come.

He opened the front door and had a small box thrust in his face. “Here, I wanted to make sure I got this back to you before I left.” She stood before him dressed in form-fitting pants that hugged the

curves of her legs with a parka zipped up to her chin and the hood pulled over her hair. Her eyes were wide and she refused to look at him directly.

One glance at her and the tumble of emotions he’d been fighting for the last several days overtook him. Guilt, anger, love… They were all there and driving him insane. He’d spent the first two days obsessed with her painting, making small subtle changes that brought her to life on canvas. That had only made things worse.

“Take it, Tucker. I don’t know what else to do with it.” The soft plead in her voice unraveled the last of his reservations. How she conveyed so much sorrow in a few words he’d never know.

“I don’t want the damn necklace. I want the sub that comes with it.” He growled the words, making them sound far harsher than he’d intended.

Her hand dropped to her side and tears shimmered in her eyes, the look on her face breaking his heart in two. Tucker grabbed her jacket and pulled her to him. He had to make her forget the vile shit that had come from his mouth. She deserved so much better. If she ever decided to write a book so be it. He’d have Mason buy the fucking publishing

house and make sure it never saw the light of day.
“I’m sorry.” Two words were all he could get out before he had to

kiss her. He wound his hand behind her head and jacket, tugged her close and crushed his mouth against hers. He poured everything he felt into the one kiss. He couldn’t help it. His world had gone dark the moment he’d walked away from her, making it damned difficult to think or act straight.


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Snippet Saturday – Holding Out For A Heroine

Happy Saturday!

Sweet SubmissionI’m on deadline so this is going to be quick. A couple of years ago I wrote a sexy BDSM romance novella exclusively for All Romance eBooks. I got a lot of emails from people who wanted to be able to buy it direct at Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Well… You’re about to get your wish. I got a notification last week that Sweet Submission is about to hit both very soon. As will Frost Bitten the other exclusive novella I wrote for All Romance. I’ll be sure to announce when both are available at those outlets. In the meantime they are available at All Romance in a format for every reader.


If you haven’t yet read Sweet Submission, I hope you will soon because I am wrapping up a sequel, titled Reclaiming His Submissive that will be published in May. Hence the deadline this weekend.

So on that note, I’m leaving you with a snippet from Sweet Submission.

How far would you go with a perfect stranger? Would you answer an unsigned invitation to a BDSM club?

I had so much fun writing Harper that I couldn’t help myself from writing a sequel with the same characters. *g*


“Can I get your name, please?” The concierge had returned to his station behind the desk while she’d been single mindedly focusing on the state of her dress.

“Yes,” she cleared her throat. “Harper Allison.”

“Ah, yes, Ms. Allison. I’ve been expecting you. I have a few electronic forms for you to look over before you can be escorted to the private areas of the club.”

“Great. Can you tell me who I will be meeting?”

The concierge lifted his brow and frowned. “I’m afraid that is not part of the instructions I’ve been given.” He handed her a leather portfolio. “If you’ll read through this and then sign where indicated, you’ll be all set.”

It was Harper’s turn to frown. She reluctantly accepted the folder and opted for one of the plush chairs in the corner where she could read through whatever her anonymous date had in store for her. She opened the crisp cover and found an electronic tablet inside. With the swipe of her finger, she read through the document. Unfortunately, she found nothing specific to her. Instead she read what looked like boilerplate language detailing the rules of the club and all that entailed. There were however, express details about the safety precautions and screenings required of members along with notations regarding guests. Members were limited to a certain number of guests per year and while she was here she was to choose a safe word that could be uttered or signaled in any or all rooms of the club. These safeguards were in place to ensure a discreet and pleasurable experience for all members and guests alike.

Harper reread the safety information and rules three times, ensuring she understood every word. She’d taken a pretty big leap by coming here to meet a stranger but it didn’t mean she’d go in uneducated. Fortunately for her, it seemed the Glass Kat Supper Club took their patrons discretion and safety very seriously with attention to detail and some pretty high standards. After some of the dives she’d seen years ago it was a nice change. It was amazing what money could buy even when it came to sexual deviance.

At the end of the document she scribbled in her safeword and signed her name with the plastic wand provided. She walked back to the desk and handed the portfolio back to the concierge.

“Do you have any questions?”

“Only the one.” She reminded him.

He nodded his head. “I’ll escort you to the dining room then.” He stepped in front of her and waved to indicate she was to follow him down the corridor.

The opulence surrounding them was not lost on Harper. The place smelled so expensive the walls might as well have been papered with money. When they passed the dining room she’d worked the other night she hesitated. “Aren’t we…”

He turned and followed the direction of her gaze before shaking his head. “No, there is a smaller dining room you’ll be occupying this evening. But don’t worry. It’s fully staffed and anything you can think of is available for the asking.”

“Uh huh. Except for the name of the man I am meeting.”

The concierge ignored her statement and continued toward the end of the hall. The sudden eerie silence surrounding her made her stop and think. They’d passed several doors as well as a bank of elevators and had yet to hear a sound not of their own making. She moved closer to one of the doors and placed her ear against it.


A fresh sliver of fear worked over her. Despite the appearance of money and safety, doubts crept into her mind. Dare or not, coming here had been a pretty impulsive decision. Yet, the idea of getting her life back on track in the direction of her choosing appealed more than she’d expected. It had been so long since a man had touched her in anything but a functional way. Her husband had forced her to set aside all of her submissive needs for the vanilla life he expected. Now she had a chance to start over—with her rules.

“Every room is soundproofed, Harper.” She jumped at the unfamiliar voice directly behind her and whirled to face the stranger.

The rugged face behind her took her by surprise. Piercing blue eyes stared back at her, halting her breath. Thick, dark hair surrounded his face. A strong jaw, slightly crooked nose and a chin covered with the distinct growth of a five o’clock shadow screamed manly man louder than she’d ever heard. He was good-looking but not handsome. In fact the first word that popped into her head was strong. A thought that sent chills racing up and down her spine.

But it was his wide mouth that really caught her attention. The slight curve of a half-smile threatened to melt her to a puddle of goo, right there on the very expensive floor.

“I—uh—” She couldn’t think straight with him staring at her like she’d just become the main course at an all you-can-eat buffet. She had half a mind to look down and see if somehow she’d lost her clothes. She felt that naked in front of him.

“You’re late.” He did not sound angry or ask a question so Harper simply bowed her head in acknowledgement. Even though she had a legitimate work reason for being tardy, she’d never been one to make excuses for anything. “Where is your rose?”

Harper cringed at the question. She’d debated all day long how to handle this. At the last minute she’d decided not to bring it with her. “I didn’t know what to do. I don’t know you.”

“That’s a shame really. I had such plans for you and your rose this evening. If we proceed then you’ll have to be punished for that later.” He must have noticed the way her face fell at his words. He cupped her chin and forced her to once again to meet his gaze. “I do however, find you quite brave for agreeing to come tonight.” He stepped closer, filling her personal space with his broad body. He towered several inches over her own five eight frame. “I couldn’t help but notice you here last week. The way you reacted to the different scenes taking place at the collaring ceremony. I suspect you aren’t unfamiliar with the lifestyle.”

“No,” she whispered.

“In fact, you seemed particularly interested in the ménage play the newly collared sub was engaged in.”

Her eyes grew wide.

“You didn’t know anyone watched you as closely as you watched them did you?”

Harper shook her head. Horrified that she’d been so easy to read.

“Don’t worry. It’s a very common fantasy. The question is… What are you willing to be—willing to do—in order to meet those longings I spied on your face that day?”

Harper swallowed thickly. Staring into this man’s face and listening to his deep commanding tone made her want to drop to her knees and offer herself up to his pleasure. In this day and age of enlightened sexuality what did it matter?

“I don’t know what to say.”

His lips curved into that delectable half smile again. Her mind immediately imagined his lush mouth traversing every inch of her naked form. “Have you seen enough of the Kat to believe you are safe here?”

She mulled his question through her mind. Safe. That’s not exactly what she’d been thinking. Ravished maybe. Obviously this is what happened when you deprived yourself of sex for such a long time. She’d agree to just about anything. Sanity managed to penetrate her brain and she considered what little she knew. She’d created a safeword but no negotiations beyond that had occurred.

“I wont harm you if that’s what you’re worried about.”

There it was. The big giant elephant in the room. Her Fear.

“You need to decide. Do you want to join me in the private dining room and find out what path your pleasure will take or do you want to go home now. The choice is yours.”

She stared at him with feigned surprise when all she really saw were the wide shoulders and strong arms she could imagine holding her down while they fucked. Every second she spent drinking in his imposing appearance, lust built between her thighs until it became difficult to think straight. Her stomach flipped at the mere idea of fulfilling one of her longest held fantasies. Sex with a perfect stranger…


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Snippet Saturday – Emotion

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Happy Saturday Y’all!

It’s time for another Snippet Saturday and today’s theme is emotion. As much as I want to post another excerpt from Tucker’s Fall, I guess I should spread the wealth and give some of the other books some attention. :)

Today we’ll visit the Pleasure Playground series with the first book in the series, Midnight Playground. I clearly remember how intense it was writing a menage about a temperamental erotic photographer.

Here’s a snippet:


She jumped at the sound of her name. So lost in her thoughts she’d not heard Chase approach her desk. Her breath quickened and her pulse sped up from the one simple word. She lifted her lashes and looked at him through hooded eyes she prayed didn?t look guilty. Because right now she felt like a naughty girl who?d just been busted. Thank God she?d refrained from touching herself again.

“This new order. Did you talk to them when they called?”

She nodded. Mesmerized by the shade of green reflected in his gaze. In his case, eyes weren’t windows to the soul. They were the microscope that saw into her thoughts. As if somehow he’d noticed her spying on him, or that the moment he said her name, renewed arousal dampened her panties, and he damned well knew it.

“Did they say who this was for?”

“No, but I did get the impression it was for someone pretty important. The woman was quite confident that you’d be willing to fill this order as quickly as they wanted.” She tried not to fidget, but it was impossible to sit still with him looking at her with such intensity.

“That’s too bad because as intriguing as this shoot would be, I’m going to have to turn this one down.”

Damn. Even the tight frown of his lips turned her on. She’d give anything to trace the shape of his mouth, to explore every line.


“No model that fits the requirements. It’s often hard enough to find a redhead for a hard-core shoot. But a plus-size model? No way.”

“What about me? I could do it.” Eve clamped her hand over her mouth, shocked she’d blurted the offer out loud. Still, she’d made the offer, and she held her breath waiting for his response.

His eyes narrowed and he stared into her gaze. Searching for something maybe. Her neck warmed with the humiliation that crept through her.

“Come here,” he demanded gruffly.

Worried, she moved from behind the reception desk and stood in front of him. Not squirming while he looked at her from head to toe proved impossible as she shifted from one foot to the other. He went back to staring into her eyes and she found it nerve-racking to hold his gaze. Too scared to keep up the pretense, she shifted her gaze to the floor and the black patent four-inch spike heels she had on. The skirts and blouses she wore every day might shout boring, but her shoes were 100-percent hooker.

She’d learned to wear clothes that didn’t draw attention to her curves, only her cleavage, and she used her hair and shoes to further distract. Still, standing in front of Chase with the aid of extra height still left her feeling small. The top of her head might reach his chin. She’d guess he stood at least six feet three, if not taller. He simply dwarfed her. And for the first time in her life, she loved being short. It seemed to give him a sense of power over her.

“No.” The blunt word shocked her. She stood speechless and rooted to her spot while he turned and walked back to his studio. No explanation, no further discussion, just no.

She fought the tears that threatened to fall as his abrupt rejection filtered through her thoughts. Eve looked at the front door and back at the studio Chase had disappeared into. She’d made the biggest fool of herself with no rock to crawl under.

She wasn’t good enough for Chase Miller. The first tear splashed on her cheek and she ran for the exit.

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Chocolate, Roses & Handcuffs – Woohoo!

Welcome to my stop on the Chocolate, Roses and Handcuffs Blog Hop hosted by Full Moon Bites, Kallypso Masters and Cari Silverwood.

I honestly can’t think of a better combination for the month of February. Although judging from the books I’ve written, I’d probably say rope instead of handcuffs. lol

And if we’re going to talk about kink, then I’ve got a brand new book to tell you about that is the beginning of a spinoff trilogy from my fetish series, Purgatory Club.


Tucker’s Fall (Purgatory Masters #1)

Scandalized professor Maggie Cisco returns to her hometown to lick her wounds and reconsider her future. Her years of personal and professional research into the BDSM lifestyle has landed her in jail, in divorce court and now in the headlines of more newspapers than she cares to count. The worst of all? The entire debacle is being blamed on a bestselling book she hasn’t even read!

Just when she thinks her only solution is a tell all memoir, a snowstorm puts her in the path of stunningly handsome, insanely rich and equally intense, Tucker Lewis.

Tucker remembers Maggie well. They once shared a mind-numbing kiss at the annual St. Mary’s carnival when her boyfriend wasn’t looking. No stranger to scandal, he looks past public opinion to the submissive craving a master’s touch and decides then and there what he wants. He’s going after Maggie and her heart’s kinkiest desires.

Unfortunately, no amount of money can change the sins of the past and when they’re certain they know everything there is to know about each other, one discovers a secret they aren’t prepared for.

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Hopefully I’ve intrigued you and you want to learn more. Fortunately, I can accomodate you. *grins* Before I wrote Tucker’s novel, years ago I started the Purgatory as a series of short stories that would each focus on a different fetish. So far there is rope, exhibitionism, flogging, and fire play. Yes… fire play. And if you’ve never read a fire play scene, it might surprise you.

To one lucky commenter, I will be giving away the complete 4 story Purgatory Club novellas in your choice of an eBook collection or a print copy.  All you have to do is leave me a comment and tell me what kind of kink is your favorite to read or if you haven’t tried reading any, what you’re looking forward to. Too shy to answer that question? That’s okay, you can simply say hello in the comments and you’ll be included in the drawing.

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Snippet Saturday – Author’s Choice


The theme this week is author’s choice and I’ve chosen an excerpt from my latest release Tucker’s Fall.

Since it’s January and easily the coldest month of the year, I imagine many of you will empathize with Maggie as she white knuckles her steering wheel trying to get through a snow storm in one piece. After reading the scene if you’d like to to take a trip behind the scene, you’ll want to visit the behind the book section of the Tucker’s Fall book page for more nuggets about Maggie and her cold weather issues.


Maggie tightened her hands on the steering wheel and held on for dear life. Flakes the size of dollar coins attacked her windshield as she struggled to see the road. Why had she not listened to the news reports when they’d warned the coming storm would be serious? Instead she’d ignored everything around her and stayed at the coffee shop until the roads turned white and her latest chapter had been edited to perfection.

Another chapter in her first book wouldn’t do her much good if she didn’t survive the drive home. She narrowed her eyes. Her visibility was shit and she still had several miles to go. Not to mention the hill. A rough groan formed at the back of her throat. Her decision to come to the lake

for the winter really had been a very bad idea. As far as she was concerned, Dorothy had it all wrong. No place like home was nothing but bullshit created by some Pollyanna who’d never made a mistake in her life. Small town America held a grudge when one of their own made a spectacle of themselves in the public eye.

Maggie turned the wheel to hold her course on the road and blew out a hard breath. Focus on the road and worry about your life later, dumbass.

With her turn coming up, she slowly pressed the brake pedal and turned on her signal. This was it. The hill that stood between her and home. At about ten miles per hour she navigated her small sports car across the road and made her way to Miller road. So far so good.

Her car crested the hill and the long descent loomed below her. “Slow and steady,” she chanted over and over again. Her teeth ached something fierce from clenching her jaw, but she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. Driving in the snow terrified her. It had been years since she’d tried, but it took nothing to recall the tree that had mangled her parent’s SUV the last time she’d attempted to drive in the white stuff.

After college she’d moved from North Carolina to Florida where her chance of snow turned to zero and the sun shone almost every day of the year. Not to mention the lack of hills.

Red lights flashed in Maggie’s vision and her heart clenched. There were two cars nose to nose in the middle of the road. She slammed on the brake to stop her car and nothing happened. Shit! In the back of her mind she vaguely remembered being told to never slam on the brakes in snow or ice because her car would lose traction. In a weird sort of slow motion her car continued to slide slowly down the hill toward the cars blocking her passage.

Maggie’s stomach trembled as she pulled the wheel in the opposite direction. Her car swerved to the left, but not enough. As the seconds ticked by and her windshield wipers ushered the snow from her window as quickly as it fell the pit in her stomach grew.

At the first sound of metal scraping against metal, Maggie cried out.


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Six Sentence Sunday

I’m taking a break from the Saturday Snippets while I work on a couple of deadlines. However, I am adding on the Six Sentence Sunday so you can get a taste of the book I’m working on.

Here’s six from my WIP, Tucker’s Fall:

For some context, the hero is having a phone conversation with his sister. You gotta love siblings.

My Six:

“Dammit, I’m on my way.”

“Hold up, lover boy. If she looks like this because of something you did maybe you should give her some space to pull herself together. Why don’t I talk to her? Feel her out first before you come crashing through here like a bull in a china shop.”

“It’s nice to know you think so highly of me.”


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Snippet Saturday – Lean on Me

It’s been a busy week so I’m keeping this post simple. How about a snippet from Submissive Beauty.


Gabby turned her car down Franklin Street, and her anxiety soared to an all-new level.
She’d gotten dressed per instructions and rushed out the door. A glance at the dashboard clock said ten minutes until her deadline, and she still wondered what the hell she was doing. Every possible scenario she’d imagined led to nothing but more questions.

What would Thomas do to her if she went through with this?

Surely he would touch her, but how far did he intend to push her in one night? Her mind raced with myriad possibilities as fear gripped her so tight she found herself strangling the steering wheel.

Get a grip Gabby. This is what you’ve been waiting and wishing for, isn’t it? A gamut of emotions coursed through her; fear, excitement, arousal, curiosity, and…her arms trembled…more fear. A bark of nervous laughter pressed through her lips. Angel had assured her repeatedly that nothing bad would happen to her, and that Thomas could be trusted with her

She’d learned that he held a considerable position in the community and commanded a generous amount of respect from the members of the club. Those assurances had been enough for her to get this far, but as she searched the numbers on every mailbox, she considered giving up and returning home.

No one would think less of her if she wasn’t the right type for Thomas’s unorthodox demands. Who could blame her for wanting to get to know a man before letting him dominate her? Yeah, too late for that Gabby. Whether you like it or not, he’s been dominating you since you first heard his voice. Gabby sighed.

She spied the number three hundred and ten on a black mailbox encased in brick and quickly turned to the right into the drive. A wrought iron gate stood open as if awaiting her arrival. She slowly drove beyond it and up the winding drive. The house loomed in front of her, large and old. If this was indeed Thomas’s house, he had very expensive taste. She’d guess the
stately brick home was built in the late 1800s and had been restored sometime in the last decade.

The few gaslights that were lit out front did little other than cast shadows across the footpath that led to the front door. Compared to her modest uptown townhouse she was way out of her league. She parked her car close to the walkway and strained to see through the inky darkness. No other cars were in sight. She shook her head and banned the negativity from her
mind. Just because she didn’t see any other vehicles didn’t mean they weren’t there. These houses typically had hidden garages around back.

Gabby took a deep breath and rested her forehead on the steering wheel for a minute,releasing the air one short puff at a time. If she didn’t calm down, she’d be shaking like a leaf by the time she got inside.

Get a grip, Gabby. You decided you’re going to do this so buck up already.

She stepped from the car and carefully balanced herself, wondering once again why she’d worn ridiculously high-heeled shoes. Because they’re pretty, that’s why. She walked to the front door and automatically reached for the doorbell. Lucky for her, she caught herself in mid-air seconds before she pressed it. He’d said to enter the residence unannounced and proceed instead of waiting for an invitation to come in. She struggled with her social conditioning as she complied with his directions. Nerves jumped in her belly at the thought of walking into the wrong house and finding herself in more trouble than she could handle.

She opened it noiselessly and peeked through a crack in the door, afraid someone would catch her. Just inside she spied a long narrow foyer leading to what she presumed would be the living area. Gabby crept through the door and quietly closed it behind her. She tiptoed toward the back of the house, trying not to click her heels on the hardwood floor.

The room opened up into an inviting space filled with comfortable furniture and a large screen television as the focal point. Where she’d expected expensive antique furniture, she found a comfortable space that looked lived in, especially the large overstuffed couch that dominated the center of the room.

Gabby glanced at her watch and realized she had about thirty seconds to get in place, or she’d be late. She hustled over to the coffee table, set her purse and keys down and stepped to the end of the couch as instructed. Her body curved around the large rolled end as she wiggled into place—head down, ass up. Nervous didn’t begin to describe how she felt. She took a deep breath and lifted her skirt on the exhale. Cold air swept across her naked bottom causing goose flesh to erupt across her skin.

Gabby squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to be afraid. She’d followed his instructions to the letter despite the fact she was in a strange home with her bare butt and pussy exposed to anyone who walked into the room. She prayed it would indeed be Thomas who found her.


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