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NEW RELEASE: The Matchup!

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A dark pleasure competition. An enemy for an opponent. A woman who may be my match.

My absurd tycoon of an uncle is retiring. Finally, my dream of being CEO over his publishing empire, including his coveted BDSM website, is nearing reality. But Uncle Harvey won’t hand over the reins so easily. He’s pitted me against my enemy… my cousin.

Best man wins it all, according to ol’ Harv. Fine. Because the best man is going to be me.

But we can’t do it alone. For fun, Unc matched us with a woman.

He chose Ava for me. She’s sweet, courageous, sexy… and vanilla to her very core. Since I’m a Dominant, that’s a problem. I don’t compromise, but she has me twisting my commands into requests, and thinking of her desires before my own. As the competition advances, we’re both pushed beyond our limits.

Worse, my cousin has plans of his own. Has desires of his own. And he always desires what is mine.

He wants Ava, and when I see him touching her, the contest explodes into violence, with consequences I couldn’t have imagined.

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HOT Peek Inside The Matchup

“I want you.” Her words were so soft I barely heard them.

I looked more closely at her and saw there was a fine sweat on her upper lip. When my gaze landed on her parted lips, her hips rocked upward.

“Please.”

At her simple plead, everything I’d so carefully planned fell by the wayside, as the need to be inside her washed away everything else. I could feel myself shaking, for fuck’s sake, just from the sensation of my balls resting on her abs. Plan B.

“We may need to… fast forward a bit. What do you say?” Moving back until her pussy was just under my pulsing cock, I slowly ground into her mound as I watched her eyes roll upward. I could feel her moist pussy beneath my rock-hard erection through her thin silk panties. She wanted me as badly as I wanted her.

She undulated in response as I brought the tassel up her sternum, feathering it across her collarbone, up her neck, and to her lips. There, I stopped, pressed it to the soft skin of her lips so she could feel its smoothness. She puffed out a breath, sucked one in, drawing my attention back to her breasts.

“Fast forward,” she breathed and pulled on the restraints around her wrists.

Drawing on my usual restraint, I continued the tassel’s upward motion, sliding it across her cheek and up her hairline before lowering it down and between her breasts.

She moaned, and when she did, it slipped from my fingers, which widened almost of their own accord and wrapped around the undersides of her breasts. Squeezing, I gave in to my fantasy, pushing her ample mounds upward, letting my thumbs brush across her nipples.

When she moaned again, I couldn’t stop myself. I reached up, weaved my fingers through her hair, bringing my body closer to hers as I thrust against her pussy, my dick wanting to be inside of her, needing to be a part of her.

Her thighs lifted as far as the ties would let them, pressing on the sides of my hips, showing she was welcome and open to my movements so far, and I ground myself deeper into her center.

Her gorgeous breasts were now heaving in the soft, candle-like light, the sweet pink peaks of her nipples hardened into buds. She was an incredible beauty.

My hands found her hips, and I thrust her up against me, relieving a fraction of the tension.

She let out a nervous laugh, and I placed a tender kiss on her shoulder. I could feel her stress easing some. As I lightly pulsed my thick cock into her warm center, my mouth found hers again. My tongue dipped in and out until our tongues were dancing as our bodies found a rhythm, pumping against one another.

Her soft, fleshy breasts were pressed against my bare chest, and I didn’t think my cock could stand much more titillation. I gently moved my mouth down to her jaw, her neck, licking my way to a bare nipple, where I sucked it into my mouth, drawing it in hard.

I’d been ever so gentle with her — it was time to show her a little more of what I was about.

As I sucked on her nipple, feeling it turn to stone in my mouth, she writhed, pulling back some, trying to extract her nipple from the onslaught. I gave her a warning bite, short but firm, and she yelped, her wetness flooding my crotch.

“What are you doing?” she gasped breathlessly.

I lapped her aroused nipple, soothing it with my soft, warm tongue. “Giving you a taste.” Slowly, I slid my mouth over to the other nipple and paused just above it. “If I do anything you aren’t sure of, say ‘yellow.’ If I do anything you need me to immediately stop, say ‘red.’ Do you understand?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. “Yes, I understand.”

I took her nipple between my teeth, biting just enough to have her arching up from the bed.

“More,” she whimpered, making me smile as I took one lick, then another, and blew cold air on it so that it was even more aroused.

“Do you like this?” I paused for a moment and stared into her gorgeous blues. I could tell the sensations of her body were taking over her ability to think. Good. I gave her nipple another slow, torturous lick. “I’ll stop if you don’t like it.” Please don’t make me stop.

“Yes. Oh god, yes, I like it. Want more.”

But she still wasn’t ready. I wanted her to want it hard and rough.

“Hmmm,” I mused as I slid my finger down her stomach, then tucked it into her panties to find her slick and slippery with her need. “I think you’re telling the truth,” I teased as I scooped the other nipple into my mouth and sucked as she bucked and moaned. I sucked a little harder, not as hard as the first time, then bit again, just a nibble. When she yelped, I smoothed my tongue over her hot and ravaged skin.

“You’re doing great,” I encouraged. “Now lift up a little, so I can get all this off of you.” I took the silk between my fingers as my other hand lifted her hips, and yanked, snarling as the sound of ripping material filled the space between us…

The Matchup will be officially released on January 8th! CLICK HERE to add it to your Goodreads shelf. 

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NEW RELEASE: The Christmas Bet!

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Saint by day. Sinner by night. Only a Christmas bet can save me.

I’m captivated.

From the moment she crashes into me, spills my drink, and tries to wipe my crotch clean, I know I want her.

But there are rules. By day, I’m Owen Driscoll, culinary investor and one of New Orleans’ elite. At night, however, I’m part of a secret society whose members are united under the shared lifestyles of wealth and dark fetishes: The Blackjack Club. My romantic escapades are limited to those bound by the confidentiality of The Club because outsiders are a financial, reputational, and emotional risk.

Tabby Rickard is most definitely an outsider. Her curvy figure, sharp wit, and quirky creativity don’t fit into my world—and that makes her dangerous to me. To us all.

The beast inside me doesn’t care. I must have her, must claim her as my own, to dominate her stubborn will and take her to the brink of insanity.

A hand of cards will seal our fate.

Will our Christmas bet be naughty or nice? Or will it bankrupt us all?

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Exclusive Sneak Peek: The Christmas Bet

 “Fuck. You’re wet for me.”

Tabby moaned as I fondled her opening just enough to stimulate another moan before I circled back up to the hooded bead of nerves at the top of her folds. Experimentally, I tapped. Her moan grew higher, more urgent as I repeated the action. Flicking the hood out of the way, I tapped again. She exhaled harshly, and nails clawed into my arms. Mild pain erupted up to my elbows, cracking my determined restraint to ease into the seduction, and I snarled as I dropped low to scoop her up. I had her flat on her back atop the standard hotel bed before she could emit her shriek of surprise.

“Lift,” I commanded, hooking my fingers into the sides of her panties and jerking them downward. She obeyed and raised her hips, and I wrenched the underwear past her knees to her ankles. She started to unhook a foot through a leg hole, but I shook my head and grabbed her ankle. “Oh, no. No, no, no. You don’t move unless I tell you.”

“But how are we supposed to… ohhh…”

I circled her clit before pinching it between my fingers, eliciting an airy, high-pitched moan from her.

“The only thing I want to hear from you,” I said, making sure she understood just how serious I was, “is that moan.”

She looked up at me through wide eyes, giving her the expression of innocence that sent my cock into spasms. After a long, slow swallow, she nodded.

Taking her other ankle into my hand, I forced her feet up toward her core. Her knees splayed out to either side, spreading her thighs and revealing the pink, glistening Eden within. Her pussy looked as sweet as her mouth had tasted, and I was hungry. Famished, actually.

Bending low, I planted my lips on her mound and breathed a kiss of breath on the drenched skin. She started to tremble, and her knees snapped closed. I jammed them back into place and pressed the flat of my tongue onto her sensitive skin before venturing north at a painstakingly slow pace. Her knees jerked again, but she was mindful enough to prevent them from clenching my head. She wasn’t mindful enough, however, to hold back the spew of pleas that burst from her like a geyser.

“God, Owen, please! Don’t — just — I need more!” she wailed.

I froze, tongue still flush against her, and raised my eyes to meet hers. Her cheeks were pinkening and her breath was becoming ragged, but her marbled orbs were still clear and sparkling with awareness. She wasn’t nearly desperate enough yet, and as punishment for her oral outburst, I flicked a circle around her button with cruel intent. Her hips squirmed in an attempt to intercept my teasing tongue with her wanting clit, but I wasn’t about to make it so easy. Grabbing her pelvis, I dug my thumbs into the v-shaped crevice lining both sides of her mound. She yelped, either with ticklish sensitivity or heightened arousal, and I took her moment of lost focus to drive her rear deeper into the mattress.

“Do. Not. Move,” I whispered.

Tabby moaned yet again, not because I resumed licking her but because she was starting to realize how little control she had and how much I wielded. The cry was an auditory aphrodisiac, and I had to dive back down to prevent my dick from forcing its way out of my trousers and into her. I lapped at her eagerly, slithered to her mons, traced geometric shapes across her miniature globe. Every movement drove her to writhing, but I didn’t bother stopping her this time. I ate up her reactions as enthusiastically as I ate her. Squealing, meowing cries rose through the room, octave and volume rising with every minuscule variation in movement I made. Then, when I plunged a finger deep inside, stroked her recessed soft spot, and fluttered my tongue across her swollen clit, her hands shot down to clutch my hair and I knew it was time.

In a swift motion, I unlatched my belt buckle and shoved my trousers down without bothering to unbutton or unzip. My cock sprang free with a bounce, and I took a condom from my pocket. I watched her watch me roll it on… watched her watch me find her center, the tip of my cock nudging her open.

The waiting was excruciating. Tormenting. Necessary for us both.

Now.

I thrust, and Tabby’s spine seemed to splinter at the center as her torso peaked toward me while her hips and shoulders remained planted on the bed. She was so tight, so wet, so welcoming I gritted my teeth. Good. So damn good.

I thrust deeper and deeper until my entire length was consumed by her. Her moan became a feral roar, and the same nails that had driven me to animalism drilled divots into my shoulders. I pinned my mouth to hers to drink in her euphoria as I barreled forward again and again with sweat sheening on my skin and thigh muscles threatening to burn.

She tightened around my girth, and again I knew it was time. If I kept going, she was going to explode, but I wanted to keep her at bay for a moment longer.

“Don’t,” I hissed against her teeth. “Not yet.”

“I have to!” she protested in a haggard gasp.

Pausing in place, I repeated sternly, “Not yet.”

Tabby groaned in frustration and raised her hips, encouraging me to continue, but I wasn’t about to bend to her whim. I wanted her to come, but it was going to be on my terms. To deliver that message, I wove a hand between our bodies and pushed the heel of my palm against her clit. Her breath hitched. I smirked, rubbed a tempting circle, and mirrored the gesture with my hips. She yowled and lifted her ass again, and I shoved her back down onto the blankets.

“Ask me,” I ordered after she opened her eyes.

“What?” she wheezed. The sparkle I’d seen in her eyes when we’d started had faded, replaced by the hazy cloudiness of teetering climax. She was ready, so ready, and the gift of bliss was mine to dole out.

“Ask me,” I said once more. My voice was low, nearly a whisper, but I kept my gaze locked to hers to ensure she heard every single word. “Ask me to let you come.”

She choked on desperation, then pled almost inaudibly, “Will you please let me come?”

I swirled the circle over her clit a second time with added pressure and cocked a challenging brow.

“Please!” she wheedled.

“Louder.”

“Please, Owen, can I come?”

I smiled, leaned down to kiss her, then whispered against her lips. “Not yet.”

She opened her mouth to scream or curse me, but I didn’t let her shout the obscenities she was certain to start spewing. Instead, I lunged deep inside her again, clashing our bodies together with a brutality we both seemed to need. She moaned a song of sugary sin, and then she arched back, her body a tight bow. “I can’t — I can’t — god, Owen, please, I have to—”

“Now.” I could barely get the word out through my gritted teeth, but I couldn’t let go until she did, and I was about to tip. “Come.”

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NEW RELEASE: The Cabin!

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Isolation is all I want. Until the goddess arrives.

Of all the mountains in the world, her sexy ass has to show up on mine.

Now, she can’t escape. Not from the blizzard. My cabin. Or the attraction neither of us can fight.

This mountain is mine alone, my escape from the wonderful life that imploded two years ago. But she’s here now, and the defenses I’ve erected are falling at her feet. She needs my protection. I need my hands on her perfect skin.

The goddess has become my obsession, but if she ever finds out what I’ve done, I’ll lose her. I’ll lose myself.

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Sneak Peek: The Cabin … Bigger And Better!

“Do you trust me?”

The answer was immediate. “Yes.”

Gray’s mouth closed over mine in a deep, almost bruising kiss that set my heart to pounding. One hand in my hair, the other rested at the base of my throat, his palm curving over the vein where my pulse raced.

He made a harsh groaning sound against my lips that was so erotically charged that it caused my nipples to draw into buds so tight, they hurt where they pressed against his chest. Inching my fingers around his waist, I pulled him closer in an effort to ease the ache.

I was glad that my brain wasn’t needed to provide vital functions when we kissed this way because I knew I wouldn’t remember how to breathe. The kiss was deep. Taunting. Tormenting. His tongue taking its time exploring my mouth.

Outside, the sun began to rise, the light casting an orange glow in the cabin, surrounding us with a light that seemed to be filled with blessings. He turned my head so that he could nuzzle my neck, raking his teeth down my throat. Dropping his hands to the belt surrounding my wrists, he stepped away and pulled. “Follow me, woman.”

I’d follow him anywhere.

“What do you plan to do with me?”

He grinned, the little gap making a reappearance. “I have no plan, Zoe. And I have no limits.”

It could have been a punishment or a promise. Both.

Pulling on the belt, he led me to his room, then closed the door on an offended looking Maggie and Go. A shiver raced through me. The fire had died down and it had grown cool in the bedroom. The coolness was in contrast to the erotic fire burning inside me.

I loved it.

The contrast.

The duality of both sensations.

Pain. Pleasure.

Which would I love more?

I wanted to find out.

Maybe some of what I felt was a newer, darker yearning for excitement, a craving for something wicked and unknown.

As I laid down, Gray climbed up my body, pulling my bound arms over my head, securing them to the headboard. Still straddling me, he ran his hands under the t-shirt I wore and began easing it up until it covered my eyes.

Oh. My.

Robbed of my sense of sight and touch, my breathing began to come harder still. I wore no bra, giving him easy access to my breasts. He took advantage, a fingertip circling my nipple. The touch was so light I could have imagined it. Then it changed, and I arched up as he pinched and tugged at the sensitive flesh. Then he turned gentle again, licking the underside of my breasts with the flat of his tongue.

Each petting stroke lifted me higher, the nerves sizzling hot as I waited to see what he’d do next.

I cried out as his teeth sank down on my hipbone, then light, butterfly touches explored my thighs as he pulled the sleeping shorts down my legs.

“Which is better, Zoe? This…” He licked between my legs. “Or this…” He sucked my clit into his mouth, sucking hard, causing me to fight the bindings holding me captive.

He chuckled, the sound vibrating up through my sex. Then he was gone. No warning. Just gone.

The door clicked open. Closed. Then nothing. Seconds seemed to stretch into minutes as I waited for him to return.

When he did, I was fully aware of how exposed I was. Although the robe was still officially on me, my arms still in its sleeves, I was naked. Sightless. Vulnerable to him.

Every sound seemed like an explosion of noise as he sat a few things down on the nightstand. I could hear him breathing. His feet nearly catlike on the floor.

I felt it on my foot first, a soft brush of sensation that at first I thought I had imagined. Then it was back, tickling up my arch, then my shin. My thigh. Oh. I arched into the sensation as Gray dragged the feather up my stomach, and even if my eyes hadn’t been covered, I wouldn’t have been able to keep them open. It was too much. Too delicious.

My breasts felt the feather’s softness. My underarms. My throat. Then the torture repeated itself, this time tracing a path down to my toes.

As it made another journey up my body, I hissed as something warm dropped onto my stomach. It didn’t burn but it was warm, and the feeling was juxtaposed to the feather brushing up my thigh.

“Gray…”

Another drop. Another brush of the feathers. Lips hovering over mine. “Yes?”

Burn. Brush. Kiss.

“Please…”

Burn. Brush. Kiss.

“Please what, Zoe?”

The vibration of his voice only added to the sensory overload.

I didn’t know what I wanted.

He kissed one nipple, then the other. “If it’s too much or you want me to stop, say snow, and I’ll stop. Do you believe me?”

Burn. Brush. Kiss.

I writhed under his ministrations. “Yes. I believe you.”

He pulled away and there was a clicking sound.

Burn. Brush. Kiss. Cold.

I opened my mouth, accepting the ice cube he passed to me, his tongue following it in to stroke over mine.

Burn. Brush. Kiss. Cold.

This time, the cold was on my neck, traveling down my collarbone and between my breasts. He took a nipple in his icy mouth, causing gooseflesh to break out over my skin.

Burn. Brush. Kiss. Cold.

Lower. The icy kiss was on my belly button now, and he delivered the cube into my navel, chuckling as I arched against the freezing sensation.

Burn. Brush. Kiss. Cold.

Lower still. My inner thighs felt his icy tongue. I pulled at my bonds, needing to touch him.

Burn. Brush. Kiss. Cold.

And he was there, the ice on my clit, my labia, my ass and all the sensitive tissues in between. His frozen tongue dove into me, his hands moved up to clamp down on my breasts, kneading, pinching, tugging.

His teeth scored the sensitive flesh of my clitoris, and I came. Exploded. Imploded. The intensity of the orgasm would have doubled me over if my hands hadn’t been tied overhead. I pulled and tugged as I screamed Gray’s name. I didn’t know if I wanted to be freed or if I wanted to remain his prisoner.

The choice wasn’t mine to make.

My legs were pushed apart farther, his arms hooking under my knees. And before I could adjust to the new position, he was sinking into me.

“Zoe…” My name was a snarl in the room as he impaled me on the thick pillar of his cock. “You make me crazy. You make me sane.”

I understood.

Moving my head from side to side, I attempted to escape the shirt covering my eyes. I didn’t mind being bound but I wanted to see. Needed to see him.

I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek of The Cabin. The new and expanded version will be released on Amazon on November 20th. Click HERE to add it to your Goodreads shelf!

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NEW RELEASE: The Mask!

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A secret club. A mystery woman. A craving I can’t restrain.

As a billionaire e-commerce entrepreneur, I’m expected to take my clients to Jewel, an elite men’s club offering female gems of salacious delight. A place where any fantasy is fulfilled… for a price.

I never allow myself fantasies, so the last thing I expect to find inside Jewel is a woman I immediately crave. The Butterfly. A woman I want desperately. A woman I can’t stop thinking about.

But there’s a problem… the beauty who hides behind a mask and sings like a celestial being isn’t for sale.

Not to be thwarted, I pay her for something else instead — to answer five of my questions. She’s intriguing. A mystery. And her answers compel me to know more.

But I’m not the only one interested. Not the only one who wants to know her… the real her. The woman behind the mask. The one the whole world knows. Below the sensual surface of Jewel, lurks a dark and dangerous predator. A man I must save her from.

As it turns out, the Butterfly isn’t the only one who wears a mask. I do too. Who will save her from me?

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Exclusive Sneak Peek: The Mask

Her fingers curled around the base of my shaft and tugged it closer to her body. Then with gentle beckoning strokes that made it grow harder and more ready for her, she pressed me deeper into her folds, building more friction as she moved her hips over me.

“Please,” I begged, the blood forcing my cock upright, my need blinding. A shiver coursed down my spine and it took everything in me not to throw her onto the bed and take her like I was some kind of animal. My body was glistening with sweat as I fought for a rationale I no longer possessed.

She leaned into me, her near naked body against my chest as she softly pressed her lips to mine. Her taut nipples grazed over my shirt, her mouth giving me just a taste of her frosted cherry lip gloss.

I wanted her to linger there so I could relish her mouth, but she moved downward to my neck, first kissing then biting. Streaks of electric fire shot to my cock.

All that existed was tension and heat.

I bit my lip and willed my cock not to explode in her hand. I had to have her.

She trailed kisses down my chest to my nipples, teasing them with her tongue. At the same time, one hand gently floated across my body, tracing the contours and ripples formed by my labor in the gym. The other hand smoothed fingers over the dew beading on the tip of my cock and glazed it across the head. Holding it firmly, she gently stroked, and I quivered under her — the sensations of her hand playing my cock had me no longer able to resist my urges.

I hooked my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her face to mine until I could look into those gorgeous eyes. I wanted to push the mask away from her face, but I didn’t dare lose her trust in such a way. Instead, I devoured her in a kiss, her fingers tightening on my dick. Her mouth was tender and soft, sweet as my tongue explored it. And she explored mine in return.

I forced one hand to release from her hip and it took its own journey upward, tracing the contours of her body. Into the dip of her waist. Over the ribs that showed just a little too much. Around the beautiful curve of her breast to her breastbone. Then straight down in a firm line that pushed through the center of her soft breasts and down her tight stomach to her hip again, then her long, elegant thighs.

She pumped my cock harder as my finger neared her soft, moist center. I tore my mouth from hers and nibbled down her neck to her firm breast, where I found the pebbled bud of her nipple, drawing it deep into my mouth. A gasp escaped her lips as my finger found the silky folds of her entrance and slid toward her wet and ready center before unceremoniously driving inside her. She was warm and tight, her pussy sucking on my finger as a long cry escaped her throat.

Unable to wait any longer, I shifted her hips, positioning myself next to my finger, poised to plunge into her.

Yet I waited. And held my finger still inside her.

“Please,” My mouth detached from her nipple and found her ear, “let me have you.”

She smiled slyly as her pussy writhed on my finger. “No,” she teased.

“Why not?” The words were torture, even my lungs were burning for her.

“Because.” Her breath hitched as she dislodged herself from my finger and held my dick firmly in her hand. “I’ll have you,” she demanded as she quickly slid my steely erection into her heat.

I gasped as she ground herself down to my balls, resting there a moment so I could feel her tight pussy sheathed over my aching cock.

“Stay still,” she ordered as she carefully rocked back and forth, my cock so hard now that I couldn’t decide if I felt more pleasure or pain.

“Fuck.” I clenched my jaw as I clung to the shreds of my restraint while she maneuvered back and forth, driving deeper into her core. I dug my fingers into her thighs to keep myself from taking control.

“Shhh,” she playfully scolded as she took my mouth with hers again, her rhythm steady as she rocked on me, driving me insane.

With want battering my brain, my hands found her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh while I used every ounce of my endurance to withhold myself from thrusting into her deep and fast. My tongue mirrored the needs of my dick as I drove it into her mouth as if to consume her.

A laugh vibrated against my lips. She knew the effort it was taking to keep from rocketing into her. She ended our kiss with a simple peck then slid over to my ear.

“Good boy,” she purred as she bit it gently and sped up her ride, bouncing and building the friction between us.

“Please, let me take you,” I growled. I couldn’t let her have the control much longer, but couldn’t risk her withdrawing from me.

She lifted herself off of me in response, like I was somehow misbehaving. My cock came out of her with a pop and stood in the cool air, deprived and abandoned.

Her eyes were still commanding me to stay still as her fingers found me, rigid and slick with our combined juices. She rubbed my tortured member across the opening to her warm pussy, letting only the tip dip in for a moment, then slip out again.

I groaned with pleasure, sweat running down my temple to my neck and into my open collar. She rubbed, dipped, over and over again.

Rub.

Dip.

My balls clenched so tight, I had to think about Duk fucking a Jewel to keep from coming. I moved my hands down to her ass.

She switched it up by rubbing her thumb over my engorged head, centering then massaging the slit before letting the tip go into her again. The mix of cool air, gentle stroke, and warm pussy had my stomach knotting. I didn’t dare beg her again, and a thin sheen of sweat glossed my body. My resistance was waning.

She kissed me, the tip of her tongue darting into my mouth, and then lodged herself on me again, grinding, pushing me in deep. A long exhale cooled my fire for a moment, until she began rocking back and forth as she had before. I buried my face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her spiced perfume, taking solace in her soft skin.

“Do you want me?” she asked, wrapping her legs around my waist with my cocked plunged so far inside of her I felt the tip hit her cervix.

“Do you need to ask?” I shivered, squeezing her firm buttocks, raw craving and ravaged nerves wracking my body with electricity.

She wiggled, swirling her hips sensuously, dancing on my lap. Her eyes were glazed, the skin on her cheeks that I could see flushed. She also was heated and close to orgasm.

My hand slid down her glistening body to find her engorged clit. Two could play this game. My finger dove gently between her folds and slowly rubbed her swollen bud, until she cried out, “Yes!”

I then pressed my finger harder, rubbing her sweet spot intently, flicking up and down as her ambrosia wet my finger. My cock pulsed inside her and her breath sputtered.

I gritted my teeth to keep from releasing into her, as I wasn’t anywhere near ready to finish.

While I intensified the movement of my finger, so did her pace, until she was bearing down on me hard and fast. Her face flushed a pretty pink, her breathing caught and her high-pitched mewls had me cursing then giving encouragement. Her orgasm was so intense, I gripped her naked body against mine as it shuddered and quaked.

I’d been so focused on her pleasure that I had practically forgotten my own.

Tempered by her release, she kissed my cheek breathlessly and cooed, “Now, you may take me.”

I lifted her off my cock for a moment as I scooped her up into my arms and laid her next to me on the lounger. Hovering over her, I took a moment to marvel at her beautiful form, still elegantly draped in sheer, gauzy cloth.

I angled in for a kiss as my fingers forced her legs apart. I wanted her more than any woman I’d ever met. Positioning myself over her as she spread her legs wide, she opened her beautiful body to me.

I’d been given the freedom to play in heaven, so I thrust myself in deeply. Without hesitating, I pulled out then pumped in again. In and out of her, while she met me, her hips urging me on. I felt my heavy balls slap against her ass repeatedly as she moaned, and our rhythm increased. Her pelvis met my thrusts, and soon, I was laying all my weight on her as my cock buried deeper and deeper. Until I couldn’t hold myself together any longer.

With an intoxicating sensation rocketing my groin, the friction increased as we met an incredible crescendo. She screamed out my name as my body filled with heat. Buried deep inside of her, my balls twitched and released, and I pumped my cum straight into her.

I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek of The Mask. The full novel releases on November 13th. Add it to your Goodreads shelf HERE. 

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NEW RELEASE: The Playboy!

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Hot tropical nights. One hot girl next door. What could go wrong?

Blowing in like an ocean breeze, she takes my breath away with just a look. Something inside me stirs, not just my legendary member.

Thing is… she appears to be immune to my charms. Sloane Anderson is mysterious. Different. And she’s hiding something. I’m not sure what, but I sure as hell intend to find out.

The more I discover about her, the more intrigued I become. In only a few days, we are inseparable.

Then our perfect world is shattered when I discover her lies. How deep are they? And is she even who she says she is? Before I can find out, she leaves without even saying goodbye.

But I love her and vow to find her.

The problem is… how can you find someone you don’t even know?

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Exclusive Sneak Peek: The Playboy

Her chest was heaving, her breasts pressed to my chest. I let go of her wrists and took her face in my hands, our breath heating the air between us.

I kissed her. At first, she tried to twist her head away, then she was kissing me back, nearly attacking me with her mouth. I squeezed her breast, one hand running down to cup her ass, pulling her against my rock-hard cock.

She moaned. Or maybe I did. I wasn’t sure. I didn’t care.

She fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, gave up, and ripped it apart. Buttons flew as she shoved it from my shoulders then her hands were on me, her nails raking down my chest.

Her skin was smooth, hot and damp from exertion, and she was kissing me so hard, I thought our lips might split. When she reached for my pants, I spun her around until she faced the wall.

She started to struggle again, but I captured her wrist and held it behind her back.

“Tell me you want me,” I growled as I pushed the robe off her shoulders, letting her go just long enough for it to hit the floor. Her panties were wet, and I wrapped the fabric around my hand and tore them away. She snapped her head back, catching me on the jaw. I saw stars, but it didn’t stop me. I pushed my entire body against hers, pressing her to the wall, my lips on the side of her face. “Tell me that you need me.”

She was panting. “Need. Want. You.”

It was enough.

I reached down and began to touch her. She closed her eyes and groaned. My fingers sank into her wetness, her body clamping down as I stroked deep within her, twisting my knuckles until I found the rough patch I sought.

She cried out as I stroked, my lips at her ear. “You’re mine, Sloane.” She tried to fight back but I stroked her harder, deeper. “Say it.”

“Yours.”

It was a whisper that turned into a wail as her body shook and trembled violently with her orgasm. I grinned in satisfaction and pulled her away from the wall and to the bed. I bent her over it, pinning her upper torso down with my hand.

“That’s right,” I said, fumbling with my pants. My erection sprang up like spring-loaded granite. I quickly kicked the pants aside. No way was I going to deal with my little vixen with my trousers pooled around my ankles. “Mine.”

She was sobbing now, her hands clenching the sheets, and I felt a moment of hesitation.

Had I taken our game too far? Was it no longer a game? I didn’t know.

“Sloane…?”

Her eyes popped open, and she pressed back into me. “Don’t you dare stop now, you bastard.” She words were gasped but the message was clear. Still holding her down, I touched her again. Still hot. Still wet. Her pussy lips were swollen and ready for me. “Do it,” she gasped. “Fuck me, Zane. Hard. Please.”

With a growl, I kicked her feet farther apart, then wiped some of her hot wetness onto my cock. Her pussy devoured me as I entered her in one smooth motion, my hips smacking her smooth ass cheeks.

Her gasp echoed through the room, and my heart hammered in my skull, pounding at my temples. God, she was tight. Her muscles pulsing around me like a fist. This wasn’t exactly how I imagined our first time being, but for us, it was perfect.

I began to move, watching my cock slide in and out of her. Some part of my mind screamed that I hadn’t used a condom, but the bigger part of me just didn’t care. She was mine, and if we made a baby together, it would just be one more thing for me to love.

Sloane began to sob again, and again, I couldn’t tell if it was from pain or ecstasy. The tears streaming from her eyes confused it even more.

I leaned over her, pressing my lips to her ear. “Sloane…?”

“Don’t stop.” Her voice was a whisper, and I didn’t trust it at all.

I pushed her hair from her face. Pulling out, I turned her until she was facing me. “Baby, did I hurt you? What’s wrong?”

“No.” She pulled at my arms, pulling me down onto her, wrapping her legs around my waist. “I need you inside me. Please.”

We both moaned as I connected us again. This was better. I could kiss her now, taste her tears. I could feel her breasts rock against my chest as I moved. Watch her eyes.

“I love you, Sloane,” I said against her lips.

Her eyes had never been so lovely as she said, “I love you too.”

That was it, I realized.

She hadn’t only been fighting me. She had been fighting herself. Fighting what had been happening between us.

I surged forward, my core and ass clenching and releasing with each profound stroke. My mouth found hers, our tongues tangling together.

As I made love to her now, I forgot who she was. Who I was. I forgot why we were there.

There was only our bodies connecting, the heat building, the sound of our skin slapping together in a rhythm as old as time itself.

A loud groan filled the room. It came from me. Or her. I didn’t care and it didn’t matter. All that mattered were her eyes, and the way she was looking at me as I drove her trembling body to the edge of pleasure.

“Zane…”

Her lips kept moving, but they said words I couldn’t hear. Her legs trembled, her core pulsed, and she began to come.

She dragged me over the edge with her, my body fusing to hers as my legs, my balls, my gut was seized by my own climax. Through it all, I felt her coming, heard her coming, watched her come beneath and around me. Nothing had ever been so explosive in my life.

I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek of The Playboy. The full book will be out o October 23rd. – Add it to your Goodreads shelf NOW

 

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