Another Wednesday, another round of the hottest erotic snippets anywhere. Today, I hope to live up to that claim with a taste of my new release:
Hooked
(Decadence Nights, Book 1)
The setup: Working thirty
feet away from each other for three years, Joseph and Olivia have unspoken desires
and hungry fantasies that they are reluctant to share and risk ruining a
perfect business relationship. That all
changes the night they unexpectedly meet at Club Decadence.
*****
“I should go.”
The echo of her words hadn’t faded when a loud crack of thunder
made her start. It was followed immediately by a flash of lightning,
electrifying the air in the room.
“Obviously, you’re not going anywhere tonight.” He stood and
crossed to the bed. Using his full height to impart his authority, he stood
close to the bedside, staring down at her, his arms crossed imposingly over his
chest. “I asked a question and this time I would like a truthful response.”
She glanced up at him briefly, her eyes reaching no further than
his chest, then darted away, moving down to her tightly clasped hands in her
lap. “I have a bit of a headache is all, sir. Truly, I’m fine.”
“How many cocktails did
you have this evening?” As he posed his question, he crossed to the bathroom.
“One, but it was very large,” was her faint reply as he found
aspirin in the medicine cabinet and filled a glass with water from the tap. He
strode to her bedside and held them out for her, palm up.
“Aspirin,” he explained succinctly. “Take them without any fuss,
please, Olivia.”
When she swallowed them down with only a small sip, he ordered
further, “Finish it.”
Not hesitating in obeying this time, she downed the entire
contents. He set her empty glass on the nightstand, then sat on the edge of the
bed, close alongside her, his thigh pressing fully against hers. Leaning
forward, his fists settled into the soft mattress bracketing her hips, which
brought his face very near hers. With him in her space, she had nowhere to go
but flat on her back in the bed. Being vulnerable beneath him clearly not part
of her plan, she scooted up in the bed until she could go no further. Her eyes
darted about the room, once again looking for an escape, but his body had cut
off all exit routes. She was caged and she knew it. With few options left
except to face the music, she lifted her face, eyes boldly meeting his. Brave
girl.
“It’s late, a flash flood warning is out and you’ve been
drinking. That’s a dangerous combination, which you won’t be risking, not on my
watch. We’ll be spending the night.”
She bristled. “Exactly when did it become your watch, sir?”
“The minute you walked into Club Decadence with your hair loose and gleaming like satin, wearing a dress meant to entice, in search of a Dom tonight. I am that Dom, Olivia. No other.”
He leaned forward, without touching her, forcing her back until
she reclined fully on the pillows. Her hands came up to his chest reflexively. As
he hovered over her, his upper body containing hers, his lips lowered as if
drawn to her by an invisible force, a magnetism that he could no longer deny.
She whispered, “Don’t I get a say?”
“Certainly, you get to say yes.”
*****
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The Blurb:
Thirty-eight-year-old legal secretary Olivia Wright's clock is
ticking and she's afraid she's running out of time to find Master Right.
Several times she thought she'd found the Dom of her dreams, but instead of the
prince she sought, he'd turned out to be a slimy toad. The last one had dumped
her unexpectedly and nearly broken her. Now, after a long dry spell, she's
ready to try again. She'd really like it to be with the man who'd caught her
eye three years ago, but that man is her boss and despite her best efforts, and
tightest skirts, he hasn't spared her an extra glance. Resigning herself to
unrequited love, she attempts to move on, procuring an invitation to an
exclusive BDSM club, hoping Club Decadence will be the answer.
Joseph Hooks isn't your typical Dom. He's NBA tall, with no
police or military background to speak of, wears tweed suits, of all things,
and on an occasion the dreaded bow tie. But behind his somewhat nerdy
appearance is a handsome, green eyed, strict but sensual dominant who's also hell
on wheels in a court of law. He's wealthy, powerful, successful, and enjoys
popularity among the subs at his private club, at least those who don't flee
from the swishing sound of polished rattan, but he's exhausted his search for
his perfect submissive and concerned about coming up short. After a frustrating
day of watching his gorgeous secretary's delectable bottom in an incredibly
tight skirt, he heads to San Antonio to blow off steam and maybe make a
connection.
He thinks she's terminally vanilla and straight-laced. She
thinks he's not into her, or with the way he ignores her curves and tight
skirts, possibly gay. Hopelessly oblivious to what has been staring them in the
face for three long years, Joseph and Olivia continue their aimless search for
love. Then, one night, as a storm brews outside another rages inside as their
paths converge. Will Olivia finally get the Master Prince she deserves, or will
her past prevent her from realizing her dream? Will her presence at the club be
the sign that Joseph needs to wake up and at long last claim the woman he's
yearned for all along?
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