Mid Week Tease -Perfect Timing- a snippet from Desire Unexpected

Posted on March 25, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Welcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the fabulous, Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

I’ve turned in my first set of edits. 😀 We are getting real close now to having a release date! Desire Unexpected, Assassins and Sweethearts book 1 is almost here. Last week I shared a bit more from Nadia and Ethan’s first conversation. This Week I skipped to a new scene. Ethan is meeting with three acquaintances. Ethan is trying to concentrate on the business at hand and not Nadia. 🙂 Enjoy!

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Aidan, quiet as ever, slid into the last open chair at the table.

If Nadia thought he was like a ghost, he wondered what she’d think of Aidan. He gripped his thigh and hoped the waiter would hurry it up with their drink order.

“Perfect timing, it seems to be another gang up on Max meeting. Change the subject please.”

The waiter sat down a round of drinks. Two fingers of whisky for Gavin and pints for Aidan and Max. He’d always favored gin and tonic. He knew what he liked and had stuck with it.

“Didn’t that happen the last time you asked Ethan about his dating life?”

“It did.” Max turned to him. “What’s up with that? Are you taking the Windthrop job?”

“You’re sleeping with Janet Windthrop?”

“I am not.” Ethan pushed up his sleeves. “You three are worse than a bunch of teenage girls.”

“So, you’re not sleeping with her or you’re not taking the job?”

“I’m taking the job only. Janet’s been through enough. The job is about liberating her from impending death, not taking advantage, besides she’s not my type.” Nadia’s deep blue eyes flashed through his thoughts. She was his type. Shit. He needed to fire her. He also needed to change the subject before anyone got suspicious. “Gavin, are you ready for your job next week?”

“We do have a lot to discuss tonight. So, I’ll let the abrupt change of subject slide.”

Ethan slammed the rest of his drink and forced his expression straight while Gavin watched him, the burn of the gin giving him enough of a distraction.

Blurb:

Life is passing Nadia Duskin by from her position in the mailroom. It only fulfills two necessities, keeping the repo man away and keeping her up to date on her sexy CEO. Ethan Wright is prepared to frighten and fire the nosey girl who sorts his company’s mail. After engaging with her at one of his favorite places in the world, he digs deeper.

Together, they find the kind of pleasure that could keep them satisfied for a lifetime. Her love may be the key to putting both of their lives back on track, but to what end? When a man he’s been contracted to kill threatens Nadia’s life, he forces her to face reality. Either they’ll delve deeper into the desires neither expected or they may die trying.

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Spotlight: Resisting the Alpha by Jessica Coulter Smith

Posted on March 24, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

BLURB

Bridget Donohue is beyond furious with the meddling alpha of the local wolf pack. He not only crashed her wedding, but scared the groom away. And for what? It isn’t like he’s ready to man up and claim her.

Disgruntled by his attraction, Micah Smythe feels the pull but isn’t willing to bite. Bridget is irrational, mouthy, and temperamental. So why does his body respond every time she’s near? He’s declared her off limits, but the more time he spends with her, the harder it is to keep his hands to himself.

Passion ignites between them, but Bridget refuses to give in to the wolf’s game of seduction. She’s determined to resist the alpha at all costs.

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Excerpt:

Bridget tossed back another shot of whiskey, the amber liquid burning its way down her throat to warm her belly. It was her fifth one. Maybe. Truth be told, she’d lost count. Drinking wouldn’t solve her problems, but it sure did feel nice. She slammed the glass down on the bar top and motioned for the bartender to bring her another.

“You sure you want to do that?” Max asked.

Bridget eyed the sexy incubus and pursed her lips. “I wouldn’t ask for another one if I wasn’t sure I wanted it.”

“All right, but if you fall off that barstool, I’m not picking you up. Your ass can stay on the sticky floor.”

She snorted and motioned for him to hurry up and pour the drink. When he went to move away, she snatched the bottle out of his hand. Max just shook his head and moved on to his next customer. She watched him with a hungry gaze. If it weren’t for that whole soul-sucking thing, she might take him for a ride. Her bed was going to be damn lonely tonight. She’d gone home to change out of her wedding dress and found her fiancé’s half of the closet empty. Rat bastard hadn’t even left a note. He’d just bolted.

What a wimp, letting the likes of Micah Smythe get to him. Maybe the alpha had a point. She needed a man with a backbone, someone who would go toe-to-toe with her and not cower when she raised her voice, which she did rather frequently. She’d been told more than once she should try out a shifter, but they were always looking for their mates. That’s the last thing she wanted … that type of commitment literally meant forever. Shifters lived a damn long time, and once they bit their mates, their women would live just as long.

Bridget enjoyed life as much as the next person, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend several hundred years hanging around. Wouldn’t it get boring after a while? There was only so much travelling you could do, and only so many sights to see.

Someone settled on the stool next to her and she turned to look at her best friend. They couldn’t be more opposite, but somehow it worked for them. While Bridget was loud and never backed down from a fight, Josette was soft-spoken and calm in any given situation. Even when her pack attacked her, she handled it with grace. Of course, she never fought back, which Bridget just didn’t understand. No way would she ever be anyone’s punching bag.

“I don’t think the answer is in the bottom of that bottle,” Josette said as she flagged down Max.

The bartender approached with an easy smile for the young wolf, and Bridget wondered if there might be something there. It wasn’t the first time Max had lit up when Josette was around. And he definitely acted differently around her. He always turned on the charm with the ladies, true––but with Josette he spoke softly and was a little too sweet. Bridget wasn’t sure how that whole soul-sucking thing would work out between them, but obviously romance was in the air.

Too bad it wasn’t her romance. No, a certain obnoxious wolf had wrecked that for her.

“I’ll have my usual,” Josette told Max.

“One mudslide coming up, beautiful.” He winked and began gathering the ingredients.

Josette smiled at him before turning to Bridget. “Have you talked to Paul since he ran out of the church? If you could call that a run … I never realized someone’s arms could flap so much. For a minute there, I thought he would take flight.”

Bridget snickered. “Maybe he’s secretly a were-chicken. He damn near laid an egg when Micah growled at him.”

“The Alpha does have that effect on people.” Josette pursed her lips. “But then, that’s because they don’t really know him. There isn’t a sweeter man around.”

Bridget slid a glance toward Max. “I don’t know. There might be one.”

Josette stiffened. “Are you thinking of moving on so soon?”

“I wasn’t talking about for me.” Bridget rolled her eyes. “Don’t you know that man only has eyes for you? I swear he wears his heart on his sleeve every time you walk through the door.”

SatSpanks -A Complication- a snippet from Desire Unexpected

Posted on March 21, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Hello! Happy Saturday Spankings! 🙂 I received my cover since last weekend. My gorgeous new cover is below and I’m working my way through edits too. I can’t wait to share Desire Unexpected with you. Last Week: I shared from Nadia’s first conversation with her boss, Ethan. On Wednesday, I shared a bit more.

This Week: I skipped past the rest of their conversation to give you the first few sentences from Ethan’s POV. Enjoy!

Ethan climbed into his car and rested his head against the seat. With his eyes closed, he brought her back into focus. Nadia Duskin was full of surprises. He’d intended to scare her, possibly fire her. He hadn’t anticipated the desire in her striking blue eyes or her obvious knowledge about the America Windows.

He adjusted his cock. He hadn’t anticipated wanting her either. She was a complication he didn’t need.

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Mid Week Tease -Not So Fast- a snippet from Desire Unexpected

Posted on March 18, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Welcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the fabulous, Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

I got my cover. It’s so pretty! Jay Aheer did an amazing job. Desire Unexpected, Assassins and Sweethearts book 1 is almost here! I’m working my way through edits and hope to turn them in soon. 😀 Last week I shared the first snippet. Nadia got a bit nervous when her boss sat beside her at the Art Institute. This Week I may have skipped the rest of their first conversation, but it doesn’t take Ethan long to find her again. Enjoy!

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On her way to the exit, the empty corridor revealed two sets of footsteps. Her imagination took off with the idea Ethan was once again following her. Pathetic. She’d never get that lucky twice in one day.

Her heart picked up its pace anyway with the assistance of her usual three cups of morning coffee. She resisted the urge to turn around, ignored the urge to visit the museum shop, and instead walked out of the Art Institute.

After gulping several large breaths of brisk Chicago air, she made her way to her favorite food truck. The best grilled cheese sandwich in the city was calling her name and not the man she couldn’t help but hope was following her.

When she stepped into line, a tick of disappointment weighed on her spirits when she turned and didn’t find him behind her.

“What’s good here?”

She turned back to find Ethan standing next to her, intently checking out the menu. “Gah!” She stumbled back a step. “You’ve got to stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“You’re like a ghost.” She shook her head. “I think you’re gone and then you pop up.”

“I simply slipped into your blind spot which I must say was easy to do.” He turned to face her. His gaze fixed on hers. “You should be more aware of your surroundings. You also need to walk a lot faster if you want to lose me which I should have suggested. It looks like rain.”

“I didn’t know you were following me.” She lost herself in his hazel eyes. As the light changed around them, it highlighted several different flecks of color, each were similar, but different. She wouldn’t mind staring into them all day long. “Why are you following me?” A drop of rain hit her cheek.

“When one of my employees asks a couple of questions about me, I blow it off as curiosity.” He took a step closer. “When those questions get increasingly more personal, I tend to take an interest, Nadia.”

“You know who I am?” Her pulse fluttered. Oh God, he knows what I asked.

He brushed away the droplet of rain with his thumb.

Warmth flushed along her body, leaving a tingle in her toes.

“You work for me. Of course I know who you are.” He gestured her to move forward in the line. “Why are you so interested in my personal life?”

“I like to know who I’m working for.” She looked to the ground as she stepped forward in line.

“Do you think I should take the same interest in your personal life?”

“I guess I deserved that.” She took a tighter grip on her purse. “I’m sorry for invading your privacy. I’ll stop with the questions.”

“I wouldn’t want you to give up so easily.”

Blurb:

Be Warned: spanking, light BDSM, public exhibition

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Cover Reveal! Desire Unexpected (Assassins and Sweethearts Book 1) by S.J. Maylee

Posted on March 15, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Desire Unexpected

Assassins and Sweethearts Book 1

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SatSpanks -Nothing but a Paycheck- a snippet from Desire Unexpected

Posted on March 14, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Hello! Happy Saturday Spankings! 🙂 I started sharing from my next release on Wednesday. You can see that post here.

In this scene: Nadia has a thing for her boss. She’s just sort of bumped into him. See Wednesday’s post if you’d like to read a bit of their conversation. Enjoy!

For weeks, she’d thought about talking to him and when she had her chance, she’d blown it. She rubbed the back of her neck and snuck a peek back towards the bench.

It was empty. After a quick look around the room, she realized he must have left. It was a good thing, but at the moment, she couldn’t remember why.

She’d allowed herself to hope he’d bumped into her on purpose and would follow her. Stupid.

Her relationship with Ethan was nothing but a paycheck and if she wasn’t careful it would come to a quick end.

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Mid Week Tease -Her Spot- a snippet from Desire Unexpected

Posted on March 11, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Welcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the talented, Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

I have something new for you today. 😀 I’m sharing from a book that’s coming soon from Evernight Publishing, the first in my Assassins and Sweethearts Series, Desire Unexpected.

This Week I’m sharing from the first pages. Nadia is at the Art Institute during her lunch hour, gazing at her favorite piece and day dreaming about her boss, Ethan. Enjoy!

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“Do you come here every day?” The question came from whoever had just sat on the bench to her left. His deep tone reminded her of Ethan, a sign she needed to get out more. Her fixation was finding its way into each part of her day.

“Yes. This is my spot.” She didn’t open her eyes. She only had a few more minutes as she wanted to stop at the museum shop and admire the bronze cuff bracelet. Even though the piece was out of her price range, she couldn’t stop thinking about the intricate design and how the leaves wrapped around her wrist. It was uncomplicated and natural, simply pretty. It had been a few days since she tried it on, maybe today she’d indulge.

“Will you be leaving soon?”

“In a few minutes.”

“Good. I’ll wait then.” The man bumped her hip.

“Excuse me, you don’t own the bench.”

“No, not technically, but there’s room enough for both of us, if you scoot over.” The rumble in his tone she certainly recognized and it poked holes in her quiet moment.

She opened her eyes enough to confirm her suspicion. Damn. She’d never been so close to him before. She slowly unwound her legs as her heart went wild, like an animal beating against its cage. She attempted to slide to the end of the bench while keeping her gaze on him and almost fell. With one hand clutching the edge, her safe haven slipped away.

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Be Warned: spanking, light BDSM, public exhibition

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Inside Look: Rescuing Cade by Elodie Parkes #comeandgetyourlove

Posted on March 10, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Rescuing Cade

by Elodie Parkes

#comeandgetyourlove

Blurb

Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.

Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.

Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.

The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?

An erotic romance with a sprinkle of vanilla BDSM

What’s the background to the story, Rescuing Cade?

I was asked to write a story for an erotic romance anthology. Almost immediately I had my character, Cade, form in my head and a love story for him, but then I was informed the anthology would be BDSM. I thought I’d have trouble with the genre, but the editor of the proposed anthology said, ‘give it a go’. I began to adapt the love story in my mind for the character Cade, thinking I’d have to consider the plot for a short time, but only a few days later the anthology was cancelled. By then Cade was so real to me and a story with a sprinkle of the genre, BDSM, was firmly in my mind, so I wrote it.

The story is much longer than I originally thought it might be, especially when it was going to be for an anthology, and the romance conflict arc is now about both Cade and my heroine, Marissa. As usual, I fell in love with my characters and couldn’t stop writing until they reached their HEA.

I did a little research for this story because I didn’t know much about the type of club Jack, Cade’s friend, takes him to. Once I no longer needed to place emphasis on dominance and submission, the story unfolded easily, interweaving with the original love story I had for Cade when he first began whispering in my ear.

With scorching hot love scenes, tender moments, a dash of angst and a splash of humor this is Cade’s journey to love again.

I hope readers enjoy it.

Excerpt

The lights were low and Marissa took a seat at an empty table close to the small group of people. Strategically placed, she took in the delicious sight that was Cade, only a yard away now.

Blue eyes, mmm, my favorite. Look at those lips, made for kissing, biting, sucking. She cast her eyes over his ass and thighs. She soaked up the sight of his handsome jaw line and her eyes flicked to his groin, where she assessed the hang of his suit pants and licked her lips at the promise of a big cock. Holy hell, he’s gorgeous. I’d like him on a collar and leash waiting for me to slap his ass and fuck him senseless. I’d like to slip a blindfold on him and run a feather over his cock to see it jerk to life. I’d like to tie him to a chair, suck him almost to orgasm, and then leave him to beg for release. Wonder if he’s dom or sub?

As Marissa considered Cade’s preference, he turned and looked straight into her eyes.

A huge stab of sexual excitement throbbed in her pussy. With her clit buzzing, she leaned a little forward to smile at Cade.

He looked away.

Marissa saw him gaze around the room. She watched as his shoulders slumped.

The room was large and divided by obvious walkways. A small dance floor held writhing couples, dangerously close to each other, some half-naked. Doms occupied the tables with their Subs in various scenes, all taking their pleasure without concern. Other Doms sat in the low leather lounges watching. It was all much the same as usual. One Dom fucked his Sub from behind, one hand fisted in her hair, and the other gripping her jaw turning her face to kiss and bite her lips. A Sub straddled her Dom, her hands held high above her head tied with a satin ribbon, as the Dom took his fill of her breasts.

Marissa heard his growl.

“Don’t you come until I say you may … I want you across the table. You’ll come on my fingers and then my cock. Do you understand? I might have to punish you again.”

The Sub’s whispered answer must have been to his liking. He kissed her tenderly.

Marissa looked away. Her pussy creamed and a sigh of appreciation escaped her. Marissa loved sex. She liked to be in control, although she’d scened with a Master, a friend, when she needed release. Her role in The Club was as a Domme, but she was vanilla, the specialist in helping newcomers. Everything she did, she designed to bring maximum pleasure to her Sub whilst simultaneously taking it herself. She enjoyed the control she wielded. It suited her to be the one with the power, and in her mind, the choice to walk away.

The Club had been open for more than a decade and was considered one of the best in the country. Safety was their priority, that and pleasure. To Marissa’s knowledge, no one left The Club after seeking a niche there and never came back.

Marissa found her gaze straying back to Cade.

He stood awkwardly by the table where Jack finger-fucked his current Sub. She laid back with her legs wide apart, her dress up around her waist, and her wrists tied over her head with a blue satin scarf. If she’d worn panties to visit The Club, there was no sign of them now.

Marissa watched the Sub squirm, whimpering for release.

Jack shook his head. “Not yet, sweetheart, I’m enjoying your lovely pussy. Your cream’s running down my palm. I’m going to lick it up and then I’ll think about letting you come. Are you enjoying showing my guest what a good girl you are?”

The Sub murmured, her breath hitching as Jack bent and thrust his tongue into her pussy.

“Yes, sir, it’s exactly how I hoped it would be.”

Marissa’s pussy drenched her panties. She licked her lips.

Cade lurched around and took a step toward her table.

He looked unseeing right into Marissa’s eyes, the expression on his face a glaze of pure confusion, and then he passed by heading to the bar in the corner.

Marissa watched him take a sip of the iced water he’d ordered, then she too got up and walked away from that part of The Club where sex soaked the air with erotic perfume, and the sounds of orgasm played havoc with her own desires.

Copyright Elodie Parkes, Evernight Publishing 2015

Author Bio:

About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Evernight Siren Hot Ink Press Eternal Press Secret Cravings Ra Jones Anthologies Side Street Cookie Publishing

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Introducing Wren Michaels author of Unbearable (The SnowRose Series)

Posted on March 9, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

I’m super excited to have Wren Michaels here today! Please give her a warm welcome. She’s sharing a bit about how her debut release, Unbearable, came to be. Plus, there’s news about the second book in this series. You can also find Wren’s writing talents in the fabulous new anthology, Uniform Fetish. 😀

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Thank you for having me on your blog today! This is my debut novella so I’m going though ALL THE FEELS right now. A friend of mine, Evie Knight, urged me to give Evernight Publishing’s Naughty Fairytale line a try, and so the retelling of the lesser known fairytale Snow White and Rose Red was born. The first book in my SnowRose Series is Rose Red’s story. Snow White’s story will be releasing in March, entitled BAD APPLE. I appreciate the opportunity to share this with you and hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

Rose Red will stop at nothing to protect her sister, Snow White, from suffering the same fate as their mother. She vows to kill Hestor, the evil dwarf sorcerer responsible for her death. But a twist of fate lands her on the bottom of a riverbed, and her life in the hands of a mysterious stranger.

Marcus is a beast of a man. He is a bear by day, man by night, thanks to a curse from the evil Hestor. But when he rescues Rose from an icy grave, he unleashes the real animal. Falling for her is dangerous enough, as he must protect the secret of his curse. But she may just be the key to getting his kingdom back as she breaks one spell and puts him under another.

EXCERPT:

“Do you have a habit of going around saving damsels in distress, Marcus?” The coy tone in her sexy voice hardens my cock even more, evidence that I’ve not been in female company for quite some time, and it’s taking its toll.

“I don’t have many women that wander into the haunted woods in need of my rescuing. Which leads to the question, what were you doing there?” I fold my arms and stare down into her eyes.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business now, is it?” The icy aftertaste of her tone stings my ears. “While I appreciate the rescue, I should get home. My sister is waiting for me and will send out a search party if I don’t return.”

“It’ll be a mighty cold walk with no clothes,” I say, holding back the smirk climbing across my lips.

The green in her eyes darkens. “Kindly give me back my clothing and affects, sir.”

“Absolutely. Once they’re dry.” I fan my arms to the fire where I’ve laid out her soaking clothes. “It’ll take hours for them to be dry enough to wear. Besides, there’s a nasty storm brewin’ outside. A bit treacherous for you to be wandering out in, alone and at night. It would be in your best interest to stay here and let it pass. You can venture home in the morning.” My eyes lock onto hers and I pour sincerity into them in hopes she’ll reconsider my offer. “I promise, come sunrise I will leave you, and you are free to go.”

She darts her gaze between me and the fireplace. I half expect her to make a mad dash for her clothes. But she doesn’t.

“And what am I to do the rest of this eve then?” Her arms fold across her chest, pinching her breasts together.

I force my eyes away from the glorious cleavage and swallow over the lump in my throat. “Well, I assume you’ll want to sleep. After all, I would imagine killing a man would take a lot out of you physically and emotionally. Not to mention the whole falling into the river and me rescuing you.”

Her eyes widen as big as saucers. “Were you stalking me?”

“Perhaps I came upon you once or twice before.” I give an aloof shrug.

Fury blazes in her dark green eyes and it lights my cock on fire even more. Damn, she’s gorgeous when she’s feisty. It takes everything in me not to devour her plump lips with my own.

“How much do you know?” She leans in, forgetting she’s naked as her protective covering falls away from her breasts.

They stare up at me from the corner of my eye, but I’m careful not to look at them for fear she’ll cover them back up. Stunning pink nipples harden at the chill in the room. My fingers ache to rub them.

“How much should I know. I’ve never met you before, Rose. You’ve come into my woods for the past month, and each time a man is with you. But you always leave alone. And I’m left to dispose of bloodied bodies before morning. So, do I need to worry that you’ll add me to your collection?” Jutting my hands to the blanket on either side of her body, I press in closer to her on the bed, hovering just above her lips.

Quick breaths puff from her lips as she processes my words. Her eyes stay glued to mine in a glorious rage, and it stirs me inside to think of burying myself in that fury between her legs.

“Not unless you’re in league with Hestor. If you are, I suggest you run.” Her body inches closer to mine, the blankets falling even further down her body. The delicate soft skin of her stomach catches my eyes and I’m unable to look away.

“Hestor?” I repeat, as it’s the only word that sticks in my ears under the distraction of her curves.

“Are you not familiar with the dwarf sorcerer?” she asks.

“Oh. On the contrary, I’m quite familiar with Hestor. The question is, why do you seek him out?” My gaze turns back to her.

“Like what you see?” She tilts her head and swipes her lips with her tongue. “It’s yours if you lead me to him.”

I shake my head. “You truly must think me a fool if you proposition me so, dear Rose. I know that’s what you offer the targets in your game. You tease them with the reward of your body, yet you get them alone in the woods and take their lives. You cannot seduce me in this way.”

“Am I repulsive to you?” her voice notches up an octave.

“You, Rose Red are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes upon. But I think you should know our interest in Hestor may be of a similar nature and perhaps we could strike a deal.” I ease off her and fold my arms.

“What do you want with him? His magicks are dark and bring only evil.” Her blazing eyes darken, studying me with intent.

I lean in, pressing my chest against hers as I hover above her face. “I have my reasons, as I know you do yours. They are not of your concern. What we both agree on is that he must be eliminated. No?”

“Your towel seems to have come lose,” she whispers.

My brow quirks. “How would you know?” I think she’s trying to distract me, but I won’t fall for her games. “Your eyes haven’t left mine.”

“Because I’m the one who loosened it.” Her warm hand wraps around my cock, forcing a gasp from my lungs. My head yells at me to jump back, but the sensation of her fingers gripping tight to my flesh wipe all logical thought from my mind. I make the mistake of glancing down, aching to watch her hand stroke my length. It’s the last thing I see before she knocks me cold.

About the Author:

Wren Michaels hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But then a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her away below the Mason-Dixon line where she promptly lost all tolerance for snow and cold. They decided they’d make beautiful babies together and they got it right on the first try. Now Wren lives happily ever after in the real world and in the worlds of her making, where she creates book boyfriends for the masses to crave.

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SatSpanks -His Priority- a snippet from Unshakable Me (Uniform Fetish Anthology)

Posted on March 7, 2015 by S.J. Maylee

Hello! Happy Saturday Spankings! 🙂 The Uniform Fetish Anthology released last Friday. It includes my story, Unshakable Me. On Monday, I shared a scene from the beginning of this story. The post includes a $25 gift card giveaway from Evernight that ends tonight. See it here.

This is the last week I’m going to be sharing from this story.

In this scene: I’m giving you a little more of the scene from last week. Enjoy!

He pushed two of his fingers into her and pleasure spread, heating everything including her hot ass.

“Oh, sir.” She moaned as every thought flew away except one. He was here for her. Not just to get off, but really here for her. He cared for her safety. It was a priority. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she pushed against his hand.

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Blurb for Unshakable Me (from Uniform Fetish)

He intended to ensure her safety and in return she stole his heart.

If getting pulled over for speeding wasn’t a bad enough first impression, Emma Wieland was about to make it worse. Officer Miles Hoffmann had his life in order. Working hard and helping those around him was his routine, that’s until Emma sped into his life. The pair are on a one way ticket to destiny. The only question is how much they’ll wreck on their way to finding love.

Be Warned: spanking, BDSM, public exhibition

Where you can find UNIFORM FETISH:
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