He drove her away with his stubbornness once. If he caved upon her return, would he still be able to be there for her when she needed him most?
Excerpt:
Exasperation
flashed in his eyes. “Damn it, Tam, I doubt you’ve ever even been spanked.”
“I
might have been if you hadn’t interrupted me the other night,” she shot back,
equally frustrated with his obstinance, no matter that it stemmed from caring
and concern.
“Really?”
A calculated gleam entered his eyes as he ran his hands down her arms in what
she could have sworn was a caress designed to soothe. Whatever it was, she
enjoyed the light touch. “Well, since it was my fault you didn’t get to
experience that aspect of BDSM, let me make up for it.”
Before
she realized his intention, he grabbed her hand and tugged her over to the
desk, maneuvering her in front of him. With a hand between her shoulders, he
pressed gently, bending to whisper in her ear. “Lean on the desk. Show me
you’re willing to experiment with this side of my lifestyle.”
His
warm breath fanned the side of her neck, raising the tiny hairs on her nape,
his words conjuring up all kinds of scenarios. Her voice shook as she
whispered, “We’re not at the club. This is where I work, where someone might
come in.” The next appointment wasn’t for an hour but that didn’t mean someone
else couldn’t pop in. The very thought sent a flare of heat up her core. When
had she become such a pervert? The silent question accompanied her descent over
the desk as she braced on her forearms, her only thought to show him how
serious she was about continuing with her submissive education. His sudden
indrawn breath followed with the brush of his palm over her buttocks. She
trembled, thinking maybe it was just Connor who turned her into a promiscuous
deviant wannabe.
“Why
do you have to be so stubborn?” he bemoaned as he palmed her right cheek. “This
is wrong in so many ways, I can’t even begin to count. Remember, this is your
doing.”
The
sudden impact of Connor’s hand smacking her bottom jarred Tamara into an acute
awareness of the minor discomfort, and how it seemed to feed the lust she
harbored for him. Another spank followed the first, this one on her opposite
cheek, delivered with a touch more force. She jerked, a small whimper escaping
at the startling warmth spreading across her backside.
“This
is just a taste of what subs are subjected to if they agree to play with a
Dom.” Two more swats, each a little harder, jiggled her buttocks and built on
the heat now expanding from her butt up between her quaking thighs. “Think long
and hard, little one, because trust me, I’m being very,” smack! “very,” smack!
“nice.” He ended the teasing torment with an almost casual exploration of her
cheeks and then squeezed each throbbing globe, the tight grip emphasizing the
ache and stirring her arousal.
Shaken,
Tamara tried to lean back against Connor as he helped her straighten, but he
shifted away too fast, leaving his hands on her upper arms until she steadied
and turned to face him. With her face burning, her heartbeat thumping like a
crazed bat and her warmed buttocks pulsing softly, she knew her face reflected
the desire she couldn’t deny.
Connor
dropped his hands as if burned and stumbled back a step, shaking his head. “You’re
impossible. I’ve got to run. We’ll talk later.” Without another word or
backward glance, he pivoted, snatched his hat off the hook and dashed out as if
the hounds of Hell were after him.
Blurb:
Tamara
Barton had lusted after Connor Dunbar ever since she was old enough to know
what those stirrings meant whenever he was near. Connor’s refusal to see her as anything but
the young girl he’d befriended and protected for years soon drives them apart,
but not before she catches an up-close, personal glimpse of him exerting the
dominant control she’d heard rumors about.
Connor
regretted the harsh words he’d spoken to Tamara when he caught her spying on
him as much as his lustful response to the look of need reflected on her
face. He’d been looking after the
neighbor girl since the moment he saw her falling off her first horse at the
age of ten and didn’t plan on stopping now that she was a grown woman who
thought she wanted their relationship to go in a different direction. He knew his sexual proclivities were not for
the young, sweet kid he was so fond of, and wouldn’t jeopardize their special
bond by giving in to her desires.
But Tamara
always had a way of getting what she wanted and when he saw she was serious
about becoming a member of the private BDSM club he owned with his brother and
best friend, Connor discovered he didn’t want her submitting to anyone but
him. When he learns she’d kept things
from him that could have impacted her welfare, would he allow his failure to
protect her to drive another wedge between them or finally embrace a life with
her at his side as more than just a cherished friend?
This is book
three in the Cowboy Doms series but reads as a standalone.
Publisher’s
Note: This contemporary western romance contains elements of mystery, suspense,
adult themes, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you,
please do not purchase.
Amazon
About the Author:
I live in the Midwest with my
husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my
daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the
states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a
local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica,
but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of
suspense. My favorite genre to read is
suspense.
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Hi Kathryn and BJ. Love the sound of this and enjoyed the tantalising snippet. This sounds like an awesome read :)
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