I’m over the moon excited today. First, I get to talk about my story in the just released Uniform Fetish Anthology. The second reason, it’s my birthday! Woot. Birthday cake for everyone. 😀
The Uniform Fetish Anthology is the second anthology I’ve been in for Evernight. You can read about the first here. I had a bit of fun planning for this story because I decided my heroine, Emma, would be good friends with the heroine from that first anthology. I had a blast pulling Mary and Colin into this story and I hope fans enjoy it too.
In the excerpt below, you’ll get to see the first impression Miles and Emma have made on each other. Miles may be the classic stern Dom, but what he really needs is a woman like Emma. He runs his life like a tight ship and Emma’s anything but.
Unshakable Me by S.J. Maylee
(Uniform Fetish Anthology)
Released February 27th
ISBN: 978-1-77233-256-8
Where you can find UNIFORM FETISH:
Evernight | Amazon US UK CA
All Romance Ebooks | BookStrand
Do you love a man in uniform?
He intended to ensure her safety and in return she stole his heart.
UNIFORM FETISH
Unshakable Me BLURB:
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
Unshakable Me EXCERPT:
“I can’t believe you almost got arrested.” Her girlfriend, Mary, sipped on her water, shaking her head.
“You’re supposed to keep your hands on the wheel.” Candy slapped her on the back. “You probably gave the cop a good scare.”
“I’m glad you both think it’s so funny.” She turned to Mary, who worked for Jane Shavers. “You sure Keller’s okay?”
“Yes, it’s fine. He called Jane and confirmed the papers were delivered. He’s not happy our online signature program was down, but our candidate is starting tomorrow like he wanted. Didn’t he say anything to you?”
“Not really. He just told me to drive carefully.” She swallowed against the butterflies that wouldn’t leave her belly. “I thought for sure he was going to fire me right then and there.”
“Keller may be stern, but he seems to like giving people second chances. He’s probably more interested than all of us in what will happen next time you’re pulled over.” Mary tried to smother her chuckle and failed. “So, the cop really frisked you?”
“Yes, the whole thing was humiliating.” She took one last sip and set the olive stick back in the glass. “But, I have to say, if I hadn’t almost been hauled off to the clinker, it would have been hot as hell.”
“Oh really, tell me he was cute.” Candy scooted a little closer and pushed Emma’s drink out of her reach.
“Yes, he was so good looking. The kind of blue eyes you could get lost in, and he really filled out his uniform if you know what I mean.” She sat up a little straighter.
“I bet your fantasy bells were ringing like wild.”
“Oh, that’s right. Our little Emma’s into the voyeurism thing.”
“You better believe it. I had no idea what a turn-on it would be to get pulled over by a hot cop. He felt along my shoulders and down around my ass. It was delicious.” She raised her hand, positioning her thumb just under her pointer finger. “I was this close to falling to my knees when he told me he worked security for Keller.”
“Do you think he’s a Dom?”
“He’s got to be.” Emma looked up towards the ceiling, imaging her cop commanding her at the club.
“I wonder if he’ll be here tonight.” Candy looked over her shoulder and then nudged Mary, pointing at something behind them, but Emma couldn’t be deterred.
“Now that I’ve had a few of these, I’m really hoping we run into him.” She reached for her glass, almost knocking it over when she pulled out her olive stick. “In fact, I’m tempted to speed down that same road if we don’t find him.”
“Where will your hands be when you get pulled over again?” A familiar voice rumbled against her ear.
She turned and found her cop leaning against their pub table. His lovely blue eyes trained on her, and time seemed to slow. She wrapped her lips around one of the olives on her toothpick and pulled, plucking the salty bite free. Concentrating on her snack, she was able to ignore the heat building between her legs.
“Answer my question, Ms. Wieland.”
“Where do you want them to be, sir?” She leaned towards him a bit too far and fell off her seat. Her sad attempt to stop her fall failed, but he caught her before she hit the floor.
“Sorry about that, my boot must have caught on a rung or something.” She looked up at him and took a deep breath. “You smell amazing.” When she realized what she’d said, she stumbled back a step and he had to steady her again.
“When was the last time you ate?” When she didn’t answer, he turned to her friends. “Has she eaten since she started drinking?”
Both Mary and Candy shrugged their shoulders. They’d only planned to stay for one round since Emma still had a job to get to in the morning, but after she’d started reliving her experience she’d ordered a few more drinks.
“I’ll get a waitress.” He picked her up like she weighed nothing, set her back on her stool, and left.
“Wait a minute.” She stumbled after him, getting almost across the dance floor before she reached him. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Taking care of you, again.” He stepped into her personal space. “You’re a lightweight.”
“I’m not drunk.” She poked his chest. “For your information, I’m an excellent driver and I have been eating.” She held up her little stick with the one remaining olive.
“You need more than that.” He slipped his arm around her. “Maybe I should have arrested you tonight.” His luscious lips relaxed into a little smile.
“Take that back.” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“You’re a nuisance.” They moved to the music.
“No, I’m not.” She plastered her body to his. “I’m cute as a button.”
“Honey, I have a feeling you’re a lot of things.”
“I bet you are, too. You’re a Dom here, aren’t you? Wait, I bet you’re a Master.”
“I’m not a Master yet, but that’s my plan.”
“See, you’re not so scary.”
“I’m okay?”
“More than okay. You’re fucking hot.” She pulled him closer and pressed her pussy against his hard leg. “I’ll tell you a secret. I really liked the way you frisked me.”
“That’s good to know. Do you get frisked often?”
“That was my first time.” It felt 
like a badge of honor. However, now that she knew what she was missing, she wanted it again and again.
“Hopefully, it will be your last.”
“Oh, don’t say that.”
“Okay. I think it’s time you called it a night.”
“But you just got here. I haven’t told you anything about myself yet. You probably think I’m a dumb blonde or something.”
“I don’t think that, honestly.” He took hold of her hair. “You’re a brunette.”
She tripped over his foot and clung to him. “I think I drank too much.” Her head felt heavier than that last basket of laundry she’d hauled up the stairs. The thought of her stairwell sent her thoughts down a twisting tunnel. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she clutched him tight a second before the lights went out.
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