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[image error]In just two days (Aug. 1), Seducing the Boss releases. Ahhhhhhhhh!

EXCERPT:

As Kellan pulled out of the parking lot, she turned to face him.

He glanced over. “Second thoughts already?”

“Can you blame me?”

“No. That’s why I’m driving you to my house instead of having you follow me in your car. Less opportunity for escape.”

“So I’m going to be your captive for the weekend?”

Kellan winked. “I’m not going to pretend I don’t like the sound of that.”

“I suppose that falls under that bondage thing you’ve requested.”

He nodded, his eyes darkening, his expression growing serious. “Could also work as part of that role-playing you’re interested in. So, how far are you willing to go this weekend?”

Sara wasn’t sure how to respond. “That’s a loaded question.”

“You used the words wild and kinky. In my mind, that sounded a lot like carte blanche.”

She snickered. “Of course it did.”

A smart woman would put some sort of limitations on what they did, would attempt to rein Kellan in a little bit, but Sara didn’t want to do that. Now that she’d scaled the wall of should we or shouldn’t we, she was ready to take the grand tour.

Kellan took the ramp onto the highway. “You know, given what happened in the ladies’ room, I don’t think there’s much distance between us when it comes to sexual appetites.”

She considered her response to his touches. Part of her was afraid she’d never have another chance to experience everything Kellan was offering her as part of this deal. The safe, practical, boring men she seemed to attract didn’t bring the same level of excitement sexually that Kellan did.

But did she have the courage to put herself completely in his hands?

As she looked at his familiar, friendly face, she realized she did.

“I’ll go as far as you’re willing to take me.”

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Have you joined the society? The [image error]Trinity Masters return September 6 and you do NOT want to miss this adventure! If you haven’t had a chance to check out this series yet, the first book, Elemental Pleasure, is FREE right now, but act fast because the price will go back up in just two short weeks.

EXCERPT:

“When you joined the Trinity Masters, you made a vow. You pledged your lives to our cause and our way. The time has come for you to meet your partners, your lovers, your spouses.”

Silence settled over them. The medallion seemed to glow with extra light, a heavy symbol of exactly what he’d given up when he joined—there would be no traditional white picket fence in his future. He wouldn’t be one half of a pair, but one third of a trinity.

“When I call your name, stand and remove your robe. Eli Wexler.”

Eli was slow to rise. He was a big guy, and liked to take his time with everything. He needed those stolen moments as his legs straightened, lifting him to his full height. With the kind of single-minded focus that made him a good scholar, he compartmentalized everything they’d just learned, put it away so he could focus on this moment.

His hands were steady as he undid the hook-and-eye closures of the robe. Once it was open down the front from neck to ankle, Eli threw the hood back and shrugged out of the robe.

He’d elected to leave on a pair of black boxer briefs, but wore nothing else. The ambient cold of the stone room crept across his skin, wicked up his legs from where his bare feet touched the floor.

“Irina Gentry.”

The figure in white stood and threw back her hood. Eli released the breath he’d been holding. She was beautiful. It was shallow of him to care about that, but some primal part of him was pleased. Her skin was creamy-pale, a lovely contrast to her dark hair and eyes. There was a sharpness to her gaze that made him think of a bird of prey—smart and dangerous. She shed her robe.

She was completely naked underneath. Eli turned his gaze back to the Grand Master. A bit ridiculous, considering that she was going to be his wife, but it felt rude to stare at her naked body. He’d seen enough to get an impression of trim, muscular limbs and pink-tipped breasts.

“Jasper Ferrer.”

The last member of their trinity stood. The name was vaguely familiar to Eli, so he wondered if he’d met Jasper at one of the few events he’d bothered to attend, but when the man shed his robe, Eli didn’t recognize him.

Jasper was a hair over average height for a man, but at least three inches shorter than Eli’s own six feet two. He had even, regular features, brown hair and blue eyes. He looked like the archetype of a lawyer or businessman. Or he would have, if not for the scars that marred his chest and one arm.

Jasper was wearing boxers, but his were printed with bacon.

“You now belong to one another. Stand together.”

In measured steps, they came forward until they stood on the medallion.

“Hold out your right hands.”

The Grand Master removed the chain from her shoulders. She brought their hands together, Eli’s on the bottom, Jasper’s on top, with Irina’s in the middle.

The Grand Master wrapped the chain around and around their hands, binding them to one another.

“A trinity marriage isn’t easy, but if you love and trust one another, you will never be alone.”

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[image error]No Other Way is releasing Oct. 4. It’s the next book in the Sparks in Texas series and in this story, Dr. Tyson Sparks, finds his happy ending with not just one best friend, but two! I’m putting an author warning on this. This is an unedited snippet. Manuscript is currently with my editor, so I haven’t polished it up yet.

EXCERPT:

When they stepped onto the dock, Harley stood and turned to face them. “Finally. I was starting to think you guys were going to chicken out.”

She didn’t move to take her clothes off and Tyson realized that while she’d thrown out the dare to go skinny-dipping, she was just as hesitant as they were. They were teetering of the edge of a cliff and it appeared they all cognizant of that fact and were hoping to come out of this unscathed.

“Leave your bra and panties on,” Caleb said.

She tilted her head curiously, but didn’t refuse.

Tyson decided to take the bull by the horns, stripping off his shirt and then dropping his lounge pants. He stood in front of her in just his boxers and there was no hiding his erection.

He groaned softly when her gaze lingered south and she licked her lips. “Wow,” she whispered, not bothering to pretend she wasn’t enjoying the view.

“Great,” Caleb muttered. “You’re as bad as Tyson.”

She laughed. “Is that what took you so long? Debating the wisdom of this?”

Caleb nodded.

“And what was the verdict?”

“Apart from the fact we’re all screwed?” Caleb asked.

Harley’s grin grew. Tyson had to hand it to the woman. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, she still found the humor in it. “Yeah. Apart from that.”

“We both want to kiss you again. Just kiss you,” Caleb added, stressing that was all.

She appeared to ponder that and then she reached for the hem of her T-shirt. “Okay, but I should tell you now,” she added as she lifted her shirt. “I’m not wearing a bra. Or panties.”

Harley turned just as she was getting to the good part, glancing over her shoulder at them with a grin that half mischievous and half sexy-as-hell, so that they could only see her bare back. Walking toward the end of the dock, she dropped the boxers, giving them a too-brief view of her perfect ass before she dove into the water.

He and Caleb stood there gaping like a couple fish out of water. Then Tyson shrugged, dropped his own boxers, and walked to the edge.

“Look on the bright side, Cal. That water’s going to be frigid. Might help.”

Tyson heard Caleb mutter, “it’s not going to help,” just before he dove in next to Harley.

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