Brandi Evans has dropped by today to share some insights into her second book in the Restraned Fantasies series, Reading His Submissive. I think you'll really enjoy Raven and Carter's story.
Excerpt:
Carter needed a sub,
and he needed one now.
In four hours, he was
supposed to start a class at Restrained Fantasies, the Dallas BDSM club that
was his second home, but forty-five minutes earlier, the sub he’d enlisted to
be his teaching subject had called in sick. How was he supposed to give a class
on reading subs without a fucking sub?
If he had a little
more time, he’d be able to find someone from Restrained Fantasies’ clientele,
but time was the one thing he didn’t have. And not having everything planned
out ahead of time scraped on his every nerve.
Carter dropped onto
the leather desk chair across from one of the club’s co-owners, Brock Michaels.
The other man made an interesting contrast to the sleek modern feel of his
office. Brock was menace and intimidation that had somehow been fused together
to create a living person. Shaved head, tattoos covering most of his upper
body, the man oozed bad-boy-biker out the wazoo. He was the kind of man Carter,
a detective outside the walls of the club, would pay close attention to if he
were skulking around in dark alleys at night.
“Oh, I know who I
could ask,” Carter said with a smile, the suggestion more to get a rise out of
his friend than being an actual suggestion. “You could always let me use your
pretty little sub. Viv looks spectacular in chains.”
Brock glared up from
the paperwork scattered across his desk, his expression a few degrees shy of
homicidal. “I don’t share Viv with anyone. Ever. And if you want to keep your
testicles from being kicked into your throat, you’d do good to remember that.”
Carter fought to keep
his grin from spreading and failed miserably. “I know, I know. Viv’s off
limits. What about her friend Anne? Do you think she’d be game?”
“Most likely.” The
other man leaned back, crossing muscular arms across a chest about as wide as
the Grand Canyon. “Anne’s game for almost anything. If she says no, you could
always ask Terry. She might like the overtime.”
“Already asked Terry,
but she has plans she said she couldn’t get out of.”
Brock opened his mouth
to respond, but a knock sounded against his partially open office door, and an
angel followed the sound inside. Well, a dark angel anyway. Raven Malek, with
her blacker-than-black hair and purple highlights, tattoos running the length
of her arms and shoulders, nose and eyebrow piercings, ripped jeans, and a
T-shirt with a bleeding rose could never be classified as an angel. But damn,
she drew him in with the unstoppable fury of a supermassive black hole.
Emphasis on black.
Raven was one of two
bartenders at Restrained Fantasies and, for the past few months, she’d also
been an on-again, off-again player in Carter’s jerk-off fantasies. He couldn’t
pinpoint precisely when the young woman had snagged his attention, but she had.
All five-foot-six, lush and curvy inch of her.
What would her sexy
body look like tied open to him?
Blurb:
Raven:
I’ve spent my life
depending on one person: myself. I’ve learned the hard way other people will
only let me down. I’ve worked for everything I have, but thanks to my
drug-addicted mother, I’m about to lose the one thing I’ve craved for years.
Needing to make some extra cash, I ask my boss at Restrained Fantasies, a
Dallas BDSM club, for some extra shifts. Much to my chagrin, Master Carter
Burkes is with him, and Carter leaps to my rescue, bound and determined to save
me—only I’m not the kind of girl who needs to be saved.
Carter:
I can’t sit by while
Raven, a recurring figure in my fantasies, is in trouble. My job as a detective
keeps me busy, but I’m not looking for a relationship, just a sub to assist
with a class I’m teaching: Reading Your Submissive. Raven always claimed she
wasn’t a member of the lifestyle, so imagine my surprise when I discover a
budding submissive inside her. She gets under my skin in ways I can’t fight,
but emotions are dangerous. I learned that the hard way. Is getting close to Raven a mistake? Will I
destroy her life like I destroyed the life of the only woman I’ve ever loved?
This is book two in
the Restrained Fantasies series but can be read as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This
romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of danger, suspense,
mystery, BDSM, sensual scenes, romance and adult language. If any of these
offend you, please do not purchase.
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About the Author:
Brandi Evans was
raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways
of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really,
but that's way more interesting than the truth!
In reality, Brandi
grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school,
high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined
the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along
the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt
eReaders.
Spotify
Playlist: Did you know the author has a
personal Spotify Playlist for Reading His
Submissive? Just head on over to Spotify and search “Reading His Submissive”, and you’ll get to listen to the music
featured in the book, as well as the music that inspired the author. Either way
you look at it, these tunes will get your hips swaying and your libido pumping!
Behind
the Pages: Want some bonus content? These are
fun little story tidbits from the author straight to you.
Fun Facts from Reading His Submissive
1.
I added the following lines because this IS me. Raven is
me! It’s just a little part of myself I put into her.
When Raven was finished dressing her coffee—two sugars and
just a splash of cream—she took a sip and sighed. “I swear I could live off
coffee.”
2.
The following is also a little bit of me I crafted into
Raven.
“So, you’re not big into cooking, I see.” She flashed a
dick-hardening smile. “I actually enjoy cooking. I suck at it, but I enjoy it.”
3.
The following line is actually inspired by Robin Hood. Ya know, the old Disney
animated movie. Two cookies for anyone who gets it, LOL.
“And I’m so very glad she did.” He made a twirly motion
with his index finger. “Let me see the back.”
4.
The following post-sexy-times exchange is a bit of a nod to
the show Lost Girl.
He was tracing a straight line of her arm tattoo when she
finally spoke again. “Is it always like that between Dom and sub? The sex, I
mean.”
“Well, I like to think I add a little something special to
the mix.”
5.
For anyone who knows me, you know I’m a giant nerd, and I
like to put geeky references into all my stories. So here’s a Doctor Who (Ten) reference.
“I’m sorry, Genny. I’m so, so sorry.”
6.
And this one is pretty obvious. I’m not sure I even need to
say where it’s from, but for those who don’t know, this is a nod to Danny
Glover’s character in Lethal Weapon.
“He was seriously getting too old for this shit.” Nod to
Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon.
7.
Near the end of the story, when the hero meets a fellow
detective from Oregon, the woman is wearing a Harry Potter t-shirt, jeans, and
Converse high tops, which just so happened to be the same outfit I was wearing
when I wrote the scene. ;-) Is this an example of art imitating life?
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