#TantalizingTuesdays - Punishment

Happy Tuesday, folks! I'm back teasing today - Enjoy

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          Bound, helpless, at his mercy, she waited, bracing herself for the next openhanded swat against her ass cheek—a swat that never came. He traced the left over imprint of his hand instead, and her stomach hollowed out at his murmur of approval. Excitement coursed through her veins, and she yanked on her restraints.

          His laughter settled over her like a caress.

          "Such a beautiful sight." He dug his finger into the sensitive hot area just deep enough to hurt, to focus her attention on his next words. "And you, my naughty little lamb enjoyed that far too much."

          Without warning his hand came down on the other side, and Eleanor flinched. That one hurt, and before she could catch her breath, there was another and another. Each harder than before, until she lost herself to the burn spreading across her skin, the sting of pain adding to her arousal.

           By the time he stopped and ran a finger through her now soaking wet slit, the world had narrowed to the deep rumble of his voice in her ear.

           "I'd keep going, but that wouldn't be punishment for you, would it, my little lamb. No, I think we'll just stop."

Tantalizing Tuesday Authors use a photo prompt to tease in 200 words. Please click on the graphic to check out the other fabulous participating authors.

Let me know what you thought of my teaser today.

Till next week, folks.

D x

Have a date at the Blood Bar with @MichaelaRhua #anthology @breathlesspress

I have a special guest on my blog today. Michaela is  a member of my crit group and she's here to tell us a little about the long awaited last installment to The Blood Bar Chronicles. You may recall I have a story in The Alphas, book one of this awesome series.

Over to you Michaela ...


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Thank you for letting me visit your blog. I really appreciate your support.

This anthology which is released on 5^th April - started over a year ago as a fun project with my critique group who blog as The Nuthouse Scribblers. The idea was to link stories together around the same bar – The Blood Bar. Book 1 The Alphas and Book2 The Protectors are already available at an eBook seller near you. But Book 3 The Enforcers came out on 5^th April! It features 4 stories written by Kiru Taye, Alyssa Fox and Caledonia St. James and myself.

Here is the tag line for the anthology.

The Enforcers: The Blood Bar Chronicles, Book 3.

When the Wicked Ladies of Fiction meet up in a Scottish bar they don’t expect a night filled with danger, lust and hot supernatural men…

My story is called Logan's Captive.

Blurb

One visit to The Blood Bar and life will never be the same. Fed up with her life, Kyla looks forward to meeting up with her friends. Only events take an unexpected turn and Kyla is rescued by Logan, who seems determined to keep her captive.

Logan didn't come to Scotland looking for a mate. But the scent of this sexy woman calls to his wolf and he knows he has to claim her. The only problem is she is human or so she thinks.

Excerpt

He got up and walked to the window, long legs taking confident strides, almost like an animal prowling. She saw his defined back and shoulders flex with each step. Kyla snuggled into the pillow, enjoying the feast of powerful man in front of her. Logan reached to open the curtains and the morning light shone in.

Kyla sighed at the sight of him, letting her eyes drink him up, his wide muscular shoulder, and a hard six-pack, leading to tapered hips. Her gaze followed down. His jogging bottoms were low on hips she would love to wrap her legs around. Suddenly, her mouth was dry and she found it hard to swallow. Her mind raced with images of her hands gliding over his arms, palms on his hard chest traveling to what lay under his jogging bottoms.

She gasped audibly. What was happening? Where was she getting all these thoughts from? Hearing her gasp brought Logan onto the bed, and his hands onto her shoulders.

"You okay, my sweet?" Blue eyes full of concern looked into her soul. Oh, his scent was intoxicating to her senses; she closed her eyes and breathed him in deeply. A musky, spicy, warmth drifted off him. Kyla sighed again, leaning forward to get closer. Logan's hands held her still.

"Kyla, listen to me. We need to talk." His voice was insistent.

She opened her eyes, hearing him, but not listening. Her hands reached out on their own accord, and her fingertips brushed his chest, gliding over his nipples and travelling down. Her brain fought the instinct to touch, yet her body ached to touch him.

"Oh God, you're killing me here!" Logan growled.

"Am I?" Kyla spoke through a drunken haze.

He grabbed her wrist before she was able to touch his erection that was so obvious. "Stop; you don't know what's going on," he ground out, shaking her shoulders gently.

"Logan, kiss me, touch me, please," Kyla begged as she rose onto her knees.

Her free hand moved from his chest to his neck, pulling him forward. Eyes focused on his lips, she parted her own as he came so close their breath intermingled. The air around her seemed hot and heavy. She felt his broad hand move around her waist as he brought her to him, chest to chest. She lifted her chin, just as his lips captured her in a kiss that sent all her senses wild. His lips gentle at first, teasing, but as she groaned into him she heard him growl. He increased the pressure, crushing him to her. His other hand fisted her hair so he could lock her to him. Kyla was lost, completely.

I hope you like the sound of that. Here are the buy links and more about me below.

Buy Links:

Breathless Press

http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=18&products_id=435

All Romance Ebooks

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theenforcers-1149253-140.html

Bookstrand

http://www.bookstrand.com/the-enforcers

Michaela Rhua
Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

You can visit Michaela here:

Website: http://michaelarhuaauthor.weebly.com/

Blog: http://www.michaelarhuaauthor.blogspot.co.uk/

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#SexySnippets from The Billionaire's Unwanted Virgin (Week 2) #firstkiss

Happy Sunday, Folks.
Today is the last day to take part in the Evernight Book Boyfriend Blog Hop, so if you haven't chosen your guy yet, then hop on over. Click on the Graphic in the side bar -------->>>>>

Sunday, of course means it's time for Sexy Snippets. Seven Sexy Sentences taken from a published book or work in progress

I am taking another seven from my upcoming release The Billionaire's Unwanted Virgin. Still no cover, but here's the blurb:



Lay back and think of England, she could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy. When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.


Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one, who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.


Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?

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Today I am bringing you a first kiss. Lakota has just given Alice her engagement ring, a ring he had made just for her, and the simmering sexual tension between them reaches boiling point.

This was no gentle brush of lips on lips; no, this was a determined assault on her senses, and she couldn't help but open to the insistent pressure of his tongue, demanding entry. He pulled her up and flush against him, until her breasts were squashed against his chest, and she stood on tiptoes to get closer to him. Her hands curled around his broad shoulders, and his roamed to her ass, molding her against the impressive ridge of his cock.

She whimpered her need into his mouth, and he took the kiss deeper. Ever more passionate and demanding, his tongue dueled with hers, and he groaned when she kissed him back. The vibrations travelled through her, and arousal pooled low in her belly and soaked her underwear with a gush of her juices. She gave herself up to sensation, to the sheer joy of the knowledge that he desired her as much as she did him, at this moment in time anyway.

Do check out the other Authors participating today, and why not join us next week?

You can find us on Twitter https://twitter.com/SexySnippets and Facebook https://www.facebook.com/SexySnippets

Spotlight on Cameron's Quest #new release @lornelca #western @evernightpub

Happy Saturday, folks.

I have another fabulous Evernight Author on my blog today, and the Book Boyfriend Blog Hop continues. There is just two days left, so do make sure you have met *your* next Book Boyfriend. To meet my Grisha click on the graphic in the side bar ---------->>>

Lots of prizes to be won! Just tell me what scene you would play with my Russian Tiger. He's waiting for you.

*winks*

Before you rush off to do just that, check out Lorraine Nelson's new release. Who can resist a sexy Cowboy?

Cameron Manning has never forgotten his first love. Of Irish descent, he met red-haired, fiery tempered Lacey Kerrigan in England, but her family returns to Ireland unexpectedly and they haven’t any means of contact. He finds her and receives the surprise of his life.

Lacey is thrilled to see Cameron, but is afraid of being hurt again. She keeps her distance and rebuffs his advances while he’s in Ireland, certain that a long distance affair will never work. But when tickets arrive for her to visit his home in Canada, she realizes his love is true and is willing to give them a second chance.

Fate intervenes when they find a murdered man on Cameron’s back deck. All evidence points to Cameron as the killer. Can their reawakened love survive the stress of a murder investigation? Or will it be the catalyst that drives them apart forever?

Excerpt:

Cameron’s room faced the back of the property, the only light coming from the full moon as it made its assent. Her body immersed in the silvery rays, she appeared almost incandescent, as if lit by an inner glow.

Lacey reached to pull her sweater over her head, but he stalled her with a hand on her arm. “Allow me.”            

He cradled her in his arms for a moment, relishing in the delight of having her near. Then he kissed her again, reawaking the passion that was forever lurking beneath the surface. As they kissed, he worked his hands up under her sweater, locating her breasts and giving them a gentle squeeze before cupping them lightly and running his thumbs over the turgid tips. She thrust out her chest, pushing against his hands, wanting more, and he gave it to her.

He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into position in front of him, then pushed her sweater up and over her head. “So beautiful,” he mouthed against her skin as he lavished kisses all over. He suckled one nipple while massaging the other, squeezing and rubbing it between thumb and forefinger before switching sides. Her hands tangled in his hair as she held him tight and arched against him.

He couldn’t get enough of her. She tasted like creamed honey, so sweet that he had to taste his fill even as one hand wandered down to cup her delicate mound through her jeans. Lacey reached to undo the snap and zip, pushing the material down over her hips. He stood and laid her down on the bed to pull them off the rest of the way. Down on his knees, he kissed her belly, then parted her curls to delve into her warmth.

She was wet for him, her honey-sweet juices hot on his tongue as he laved her clit and dipped it inside, causing her back to arch off the bed. He settled her legs over his shoulders and suckled to his heart’s content as she writhed and moaned in pleasure. Only when she’d climaxed did he release his hold and rise to stand at the juncture of her thighs, her legs still over his shoulders and her bottom clear of the bed, as he plunged to the hilt.

Her insides clenched around him at the invasion, then relaxed and he began to move, in and out in an age-old rhythm to a song only they could hear. She met his moves, thrust for thrust, their bodies sweat-slicked, their breaths coming in short, hard gasps as completion neared. Her hands were soft as they traveled over his skin, played with his nipples and rested on his ass as she pulled him ever closer…deeper. When he felt her insides clench in readiness, he reached beneath her and pulled her upper body toward his, capturing her lips in a mind-blowing kiss as sensation washed over him in waves. Her scream of pleasure vibrated against his tongue, but was silenced by their kiss as he continued pumping in and out, draining them both.

Cam lay down beside her, cradling her in his arms. The only sound in the room was their harsh breaths as they struggled to take in much-needed air.

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/camerons-quest-by-lorraine-nelson/

Lorraine Nelson – Bio

Lorraine Nelson is a multi-published author who lives in rural New Brunswick, on the east coast of Canada. Always a bookworm, she’s read many novels of romance and mystery over the years, finally deciding to put her pen to work at writing one.

“To write romance and romantic suspense is my dream come true, although my mom says I was born with an avid imagination and pencil in hand, crafting stories from an early age. Now my children have grown and have lives of their own, I have time to indulge my passion for writing.”

Lorraine lives alone with an independent yet affectionate tomcat, enjoys spending time with her three sons and six grandchildren. When not at the computer, you can find her spending time with family, gardening, baking and, of course, reading.

Lorraine loves to hear from readers. You can keep up with her releases by visiting the following locations:

Website - http://lorrainenelson.weebly.com

Blog – http://lorrainenelson.wordpress.com

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/LorraineNelson.Author

Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/lornelca

Or email your comments to: lorrainenelson_author@hotmail.com

Flash Fiction Friday - Silent Witness #FFF

We reached the end of the week, and what a week it's been. In my case I have had a poorly toddler all week. He's got hand, foot and mouth, and has not been a happy bunny, but I'm pleased to report he's on the mend.
Phew!
The Evernight Book Boyfriend Blog Hop continues.  Please click on the graphic in the side bar --------------->>> to get to my hop post.  Lots of goodies are for grabs, so do stop by.

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Now, for today's Flash. When I saw the chosen picture for today, I did wonder what on earth I could write about, but after missing Tuesday's teasers (apologies if you were looking for it, but I had a migraine and just didn't get to it) I had to write something for today. Let me know what you think of it in the comments and Enjoy!

EDITED TO ADD:

Please note that this is not in any way meant in association to recent events in America. My thoughts and prayers are with the victims and their families of that terrible event.

This flash merely came to me in response to the picture prompt, and I apologise for the timing of it.

         From his vantage point across the street, he could see the reflection of the passing car. He checked his watch and smiled. Right on time—you had to love a punctual target. The driver slowed to let his passenger admire the window display. The flag ship store always caused a stir with its displays. This one was no exception. How fitting that it's owner should die in front of it. He pressed send, as the car crawled over the manhole. The explosion rocked the street and the mannequins stood silent witness to the destruction, before the fireball engulfed them too. 

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Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)

Friday Flashers

Till next week, folks.

D x

Dragons, Demons and @ElyzabethVaLey #newrelease #GIVEAWAY @evernightpub

Hope you're all having a great Thursday, folks.

If you're here for the Evernight Book Boyfriend Blog Hop, please scroll down, or click on the graphic in the side bar ------------------------------->>>>

 I have the lovely Elyzabeth VaLey on my blog today with her new release, A Dragon’s Heart, A Demon’s Blood,  and she is holding a GIVEAWAY. Be sure to leave her a comment and don't forget your e-mail address so we can get a hold of you.

Over to you, Elyzabeth :-)

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Hi Everyone!

I’m stoked to be here with Doris to tell you about my latest release A Dragon’s Heart, A Demon’s Blood, a paranormal- fantasy that takes place in three different worlds:

1. Earth (to be precise they travel to Madrid, Stockholm and New York)
2. The Demon Realm
3. The Dragon Realm

I’m going to tell you a little about Madrid, the city where it all begins and the city where I live. To illustrate the places in the city which the characters visit, I went around and snapped a few pictures. Bear in mind that most of the action through these streets take place at night but I took the pics during the day so you could have a better look. Let’s begin:

 Tribunal: Victoria catches a glimpse of Adrian for the first time at the Plaza de Tribunal.  The place is commonly used as a meeting spot since it’s so near to an assortment of pubs and bars.

They made their way back into Tribunal’s plaza. The square was still terribly busy at the late hour and he knew she’d feel safer where there were crowds. He held her hand, the personal gesture coming naturally.

  

The History Museum:  Adjacent to the plaza lays the Madrid history Museum. Surrounded by metal bars, Adrian waits for Victoria to make an appearance.

Victoria shuffled her feet anxiously. She felt him staring at her. The monster of a man leaning on the museum’s metal bars, in a nonchalant pose, as if waiting for someone or something, kept his eyes trained on her.

Fuencarral , Gran Vía and Montera: On the run, the couple races through the commercial street of Fuencarral, across Gran Vía, known as the Spanish Broadway, and finally down Montera. 

Sighing, he turned into Fuencarral, a large street, neighboring the city center. A street, presumably a safe one, yet he knew differently.

Plaza del Carmen: Sometimes bustling and sometimes eerily quiet, this little plaza used to be home to a Goth club I frequented. Unfortunately, it has longed closed, along with a bunch of other business, making it an even quieter place at whatever time.

In their search for safety Adrian leads Victoria to the parking lot located in the plaza but… Is it really safe?

I wish it were different, little one. Flickering yellow light guided their way as they snuck deeper into the parking lot.

Why are they running and from whom? Now that’s something I’ll allow you to discover on your own. *Wink*

Blurb:
He is a shadow in the dark, smelling your scent and sensing your fear...


Legendary bounty hunter Adrian Ormonde is no ordinary man. His life is filled with secrets and questions, blood and lust. His only concern for 150 years has been survival and discovering the truth behind his demon-dragon nature.

Until he meets his new assignment: Victoria Green.



Victoria Green has felt eyes watching her every move ever since she can remember. Then, Adrian appears. The eyes vanish but new dangers arise as she falls for the mysterious hunter. Cast into an ancient conflict between dragons and demons, Victoria must trust Adrian’s skill to be enough to protect her from both the outside world and that which grows within her.



Chance brought them together but will love and passion be enough to keep them joined? Or will the other forces at play in the dragon-demon worlds destroy them forever?

Buy links:

Evernight

Amazon.com

Amazon.uk

ARE

Bookstrand

Excerpt:

Glimpsing at the tent in his jeans, she gasped.

“Already?”

In an instant, he was upon her, his mouth devouring hers and making her legs weak.

“You make me lose control, sweetheart, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t happened in years.”

His hands slid down her waist over her hip and onto her thigh. Her breath hitched as she searched Adrian’s dark eyes.

“Already, you ask?” He sneered, his calloused fingers rising higher and caressing the junction between her legs. His fingertips skimmed over her labia, finding her wet entrance. His grin became smug. Adrian’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed red as he dipped two fingers inside her, wringing out a breath she’d not been aware of holding.

“You’re already wet for me, sweetheart.”

Bringing his lips down to her, he stole another short kiss that had her whimpering against him.
“Adrian.”

She hugged him, bringing him closer and searching for his warm touch again. His eyes scanned her face, his gaze softening.

“You don’t want this, sweetheart.”

“Yes, yes I do,” she replied pushing herself against his hand. His thumb brushed over her clit. Victoria tensed. Her orgasm hung from a cliff, ready to fall.

“I do want it.”

Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him to her mouth, teasing the seams with her tongue. He groaned and she tasted him with longing.  Sucking on his tongue, she made love to it as he pleasured her with his fingers. Her body became a mass of over-sensitized sparks as he coordinated his thumb with his seesawing digits. His hand on her waist, held her in place as she humped against him.

“Come on, sweetheart.”

His husky baritone triggered her release. Victoria cried out, her pussy convulsing in short waves, hot liquid dripping onto Adrian’s fingers. Her towel fell to a heap on the floor as she lost control, the cool breeze doing little to soothe her heated skin. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

Victoria moved to embrace him but he stepped away from her. Drawing his fingers into his mouth, he briefly closed his eyes emitting a barely audible sound of pleasure. When he opened them again, she gasped. Red sparks danced in his green depths.

“No, Victoria. You don’t want this.”

Shaking his head, he turned around and strode out of the room. Victoria stood rooted to the spot, watching in shock as he left the apartment, the main door slamming shut. Tears dampened her vision. Picking up the t-shirt he’d given her, she put it on. More tears trailed down her cheeks as the smell of detergent mingled with his scent. Taking a deep breath, she hastily brushed them away.

“Get a grip, Vicky.”

Wrapping the discarded towel around her wet hair, she strode to the kitchen, her stomach growling. She didn’t think she’d find anything edible in the small kitchen, but luckily Adrian kept a box of cereal and a few cartons of unopened milk.  Digging into the meal, she shivered slightly as an unsettling feeling grew in her chest. The watchful eyes were back.

Author Bio:

Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

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Blog: www.inadreambeyond.blogspot.com

Website: www.elyzabethmvaley.weebly.com

@KaceyHammell tell us about her Sweetest Salvation @evernightpub #newrelease

Will you look at that, it's the middle of the week already! If you're here for the Evernight Book Boyfriend Blog Hop, please scroll down, or click on the graphic in the side bar ----------------->>>>

I love showcasing my Fellow Evernight Authors on the blog and today I have the lovely Kacey Hammell here to tell us all about her new release,


Take it away, Kasey!

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Thanks for having me on your blog, Doris!

I’ve been asked many times who my fave authors are. So many already know but a quick recap –

Cherry Adair, Jaci Burton, Sara Brookes, Sandra Brown, Nora Roberts/JD Robb, Suzanne Brockman to name my top 6.

But who are your fave authors? Who would you recommend for me to try?  Share your suggestion/list…

Sweetest Salvation

Contemporary Erotic Romance/Light Bondage

Content Warning: Contains Voyeurism, Spanking, Multiple Partners

ISBN: 978-1-77130-330-9

Available at Evernight Publishing / Amazon.com (more links below)

*An Evernight Publishing Editor’s Pick*

“Hammell did a masterful job creating a story that was an equal measure of sweet and oh-so-sexy.” 4 Stars, The Book Chick with Kick

After the deaths of her husband and child, tragedies that she blames herself for, Andrea “Andy” Sheaver has shut herself off from the world. The only place she finds any relief from her shattered heart is Club Splendor, where she and her husband often frequented together.  There, Andy submits to pleasure and pain in situations so her grief is forgotten for a little while.

But Hunter Sullivan won’t stand idly by and watch Andy self-destruct. A friend of her husband, and the owner of Club Splendor, Hunter has kept his love for Andy hidden for years. He refuses to think of her at the club, cold and detached as she’s become, looking for an easy fix to take away the pain in her heart.  Hunter wants her to vibrant in life again and sets out to prove he is exactly who she needs.

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2013

“Mr. Sullivan is waiting for you. He said you’d know where to go.” He smiled and winked.

Cheeks on fire, she gave him a small nod and walked ahead. She moved into the bar area and looked around. The place was packed tonight.

There were a few people she recognized, but most were new faces. Hunter’s business was certainly thriving.

Bridget caught sight of her and waved. Andy did the same and turned to the left, down the hall that would take her to room fourteen and Hunter.

Movement caught the corner of her eye, and she looked to her right. At a table in the far corner, Paige and Nolan sat with another couple. She missed a step, but gained her balance again. She hadn’t thought about seeing them again. Paige waved and her husband smiled bright.

The couple’s kindness and understanding arced across the room. Andy smiled and waved back. They’d been there for her the other night. She’d be forever grateful for it.

Reaching the room, she took a deep breath and knocked. Hearing Hunter’s gruff, “Come in,” she turned the knob.

The room, similar to the one she’d used the other night, had a warmer feel to it. The fireplace ablaze, the heat of it welcomed her.

Andy’s gaze swept the room. Furnished with a full living room set, she loved the royal purple and black colors of the furniture and curtains than anything else. This room conveyed privacy and self-indulgence. Her heart rate increased just thinking of all that might have been done in this room.

It was made for sex. Especially with a glass display case that took up the most of wall. Inside were dildos, anal plugs, collars, floggers, cock rings and more toys of pleasure.

Andy’s gaze landed on Hunter where he sat in the center of the couch, arms stretched over the back of it.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

Her gaze narrowed on his and she shut the door behind her. “Don’t you sweetheart me, Hunter. And get that look off your face.”

“What look?”

“That self-righteous look. I might be here, but not for the reasons you think.”

“Then why are you here?” he questioned, his gaze unwavering.

“I wanted to tell you in person that your idea isn’t going to happen. We’ve been… friends too long. You’re Patrick’s best friend. It’s all kinds of wrong.”

He leaned forward, arms resting on his powerful thighs.

His red t-shirt molded his shoulders and the cuffs of the arms looked snug around his biceps. Damn him for being in such great shape.

She shivered, nipples tightening. She needed to get away from him.

“There, I’ve said all I have to say. Goodbye,” she muttered, and turned back toward the door.

Hunter was quickly behind her, arms encasing her as his palms pressed against the door and preventing her retreat.

His breath was warm against her ear. Andy wished she’d left her hair down. At least she wouldn’t be able to feel his breath on her neck.

A shudder ran through her. “Let me out, Hunter. I need to leave.”

“Why? You were so desperate to remain a member and be here the other night. I’m simply offering a safer solution. Me instead of strangers,” he rasped against her ear.

“I don’t have to worry about much with strangers. At least they aren’t people I have to see after the sex is over.”

Hunter pressed in closer behind her, which pushed her farther against the door. She’d always been claustrophobic. And right now, being caged in by this man, made it even harder to breathe than if she was locked in a closet. His chest was firm against her, his mouth against her ear, and his hoarse voice soft.

Her thighs rubbed together and her clit chafed against her thong. The string along her ass was snug. All she had to do was turn around and take what he offered. She wanted a cock inside her.

Dear lord, this was Hunter.

Could she step over the invisible line and take what he offered?

He was attractive, always had been to her. Hell, she’d only been married, not dead. She appreciated a gorgeous man when she saw him.

Hunter always treated with her respect and friendship. She didn’t know how much he dated but had heard women at the club mention his prowess in the bedroom. He could probably give her everything she needed. There would be a sense of safety with him at least.

And her body’s reaction to him today, while surprising, knew what it wanted. While she was sure it was a bad idea for them to journey down this path, she was overwhelmed by the sudden realization that not just any cock would do.

She wanted Hunter. Wanted only him inside her.

Her breath hitched and her lungs filled, making it hard to breathe. No, she didn`t have the courage to give into this man.

She needed to get out of this room and away from him. Grabbing the doorknob once more, Andy yanked.

Hunter’s palms never moved from the door, but in her hasty movements, his chest aligned tighter against her back.

Pressed against the door, she turned her head, her right cheek resting on it as her breasts pushed against her bra. The hard surface scraped against her clothing, which abraded her nipples. The urge to purr and rub against the wood was overwhelming.

Hunter’s body pressed against her; the cock cradling her ass told her that he was just as affected as she. His length was hard, solid. His hips dipped and shoved against the crack of her ass.

“Andy,” he whispered in her ear.

She closed her eyes, willed herself to push back against him until he let her go.

Her eyes opened when she realized her hips moved against his. Her pussy quivered and her stomach clenched. There was no sense in fighting a losing battle. She wanted him.

Buy Links:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon.com / Amazon.ca  / Amazon UK /

aRe / Bookstrand / B&N / Kobo

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Canadian author, Kacey Hammell is a multi-published erotic romance author who writes mainly in the Contemporary Erotic/Romantic Suspense genres.  She is a true romantic at heart.

Where to find Kacey…

Website / Facebook / Facebook Author Page / Twitter / Amazon / Goodreads / Pinterest