Rough Draft

[image error]Rough Draft is the fourth book in the Big Easy series. As we count down to the release of Going Too Fast on May 19, I thought y’all might enjoy a look back at the entire series.

Capture, bondage and fantasies fulfilled. It’s all fun and games until someone gets killed.

Bestselling crime novelist Jett Lewis is stumbling over a wicked case of writer’s block, his fast-flowing words having run dry. His publisher’s screaming “deadline”, the fans are ready to riot, and Jett just wants to disappear. His friend Carissa suggests he get away, clear his head…get laid. And she has just the ticket. Literally. Two passes to Eden, an exclusive island paradise.

Recently sans girlfriend, Jett convinces Carissa to go with him, and the resort is more than either of them bargained for—especially when the simple beach trip turns to murder. Thrust into a plot sinister enough to rival Jett’s books, the couple embarks on a search for the killer. The most shocking revelation of all might be their mutual attraction…and how much Jett and Carissa love working undercover.

Excerpt:

“Are you going to tie me up?”

“Do you want me to?”

She started to shrug, but he wasn’t willing to let her off easy. This night would only succeed if she were honest about her desires, her needs.

“Yes or no.”

“Yes, but—”

“But nothing. You said yes. Kneel.”

She lowered herself to the padded bench, offering no resistance as he pressed on her back until her stomach was flat against the surface, her arms dangling toward the floor. Once she was crouched over the bench, he moved closer, brushing her ass with his crotch, letting her feel his erection.

Her hands hung loose, though she clenched her fingers tightly around the front legs of the bench. He considered using the straps to secure her, and then decided against it. Jett understood the psychology of BDSM well enough to realize there were other ways to make Carissa feel captured.

He bent over her, pressing his chest against her back, caging her beneath him. She tried to lift up—the response an instinctual one—to test her ability to escape. He prevented her movement, putting more of his weight on her.

Carissa stilled, but he felt the stiffness in her posture when he lifted the mask from her face.

“Relax,” he whispered.

She snorted softly. “Yeah right.”

“The correct response is ‘Yes, Sir’.”

Her right cheek rested against the leather and she licked her lips nervously. “Yes, Sir.” He saw her struggling to use her peripheral vision to see his face, but the mask and near darkness of the curtained area protected his anonymity.

“I’m going to list some things. Your only responses are yes or no. Understand?”

She nodded. Then quickly added, “Yes…Sir”

Jett decided to start easy, tackling something they’d already discussed. “Bondage.”

“Yes.”

“Spanking.”

“Yes.”

Her answers were immediate, letting Jett know she had indeed been fantasizing about this.

“Flogger.”

This time her response took longer.

“Yes?”

He heard the question in her voice, but he let it go.

“Exhibitionism.”

“Yes.”

“Anal.”

“Shit,” she muttered.

Jett tried not to laugh. “That’s not an answer.”

“Yes, dammit.”

“Threesome.” Jett wasn’t sure why he’d added that to his list. It certainly wasn’t something he’d ever seriously considered trying himself, even though his brother, Justin, found sharing the woman he loved hot. Carissa had remarked once how cool she thought Justin’s relationship with Bella and Ned was. Jett hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but now that he was looking at Carissa and thinking girlfriend, he wondered just how interested she was.

Carissa shook her head. “No. I don’t think so. I’m not very good at sharing.”

For a moment, Jett considered bending down to place a kiss on Carissa’s cheek. However, he feared that would be too familiar, would give him away.

Instead, he continued his list. “Nipple clamps.”

“Yes.”

“Role play.”

“This is kind of a long list. I’m only here for one week.”

This time, he did chuckle. She was too adorable, too funny. She also didn’t realize they had much longer than one week. Forever was starting to sound feasible.

“Answer my question or I’ll spank you. You failed to respond correctly to most of these. Role play.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Now. Tell me your dirtiest fantasy.”

She hesitated. “I…I—”

“This will only work if you’re completely honest about what you want. As you said, our time is limited.”

“Capture.”

Though her response was short and succinct, it fired off a million kinky scenes in Jett’s mind as he considered all the ways he’d like to capture her. Claim her. Take her.

He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered his own single word. “Yes.”

With that, he pushed up, pulling her hands as he went, clasping them behind her back. “Your safe word is red. Say that and I’ll stop whatever it is I’m doing and we’ll talk about it. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good.” He’d taken a pair of handcuffs from the toy room after signing in with Roan. Pulling them from his back pocket, he slipped them around Carissa’s wrists. She startled and started to rise, but he placed a firm hand on her upper back. “Don’t move.”

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