For those who haven't heard about it, it's a new book, not a reprint or anything and if you're wondering why I'm doing it solo... you can read about it here. It's gone through several rounds of edits, and not just by me-eek, no way am I doing that on my own-I hired freelance editors. It's gotten the full treatment, including wicked cool cover...see?
It's going to be loaded onto Amazon and Smashwords, and Smashwords should get it to B&N and other various outlets, not to mention that Smashwords sells across the globe.
Almost done. Just waiting on a couple last things and then I'll be done on my end and we'll see what you all think. If this goes well, I might do more indie projects in the future. It's not going to be my sole thing, but there are some ideas I can see this working for. We'll just have to see how it goes.
Blurb...
Beg me…there had been a time when those words made her burn with desire. But now, there was only fear.
Once, Tania Sinclair’s life was almost perfect…oh, it had its ups and downs but she was happily married to a guy that adored her, one who had no problem indulging every kinky fantasy she ever had. But a couple of tragedies later, she’s barely holding it together. A car accident took away her husband, and an attack from somebody she should have been able to trust has shaken not only her confidence, but it’s also stripped away her fantasies and even made it painful to look back on her memories of her husband without fear.
Two years after her attack, Tania is determined to take her life back and the first step is taking back herself…her fantasies, her dreams, her memories. There’s only one person she can trust to do it, too. One person she wants enough…Drake Bennett, her husband’s best friend.
Falling for your best friend’s wife—never smart. Drake’s watched Tania quietly for years, watched her…wanted her, knowing he’d never have her. First, she was taken. And then, that night two years ago—a night that still scars her, a night that’s left bruises on her that still haven’t healed. He does what he can, though, because he loves her too much not to. He’s her friend, there when she needs him.
And now she needs him. She’s asked him for a favor…one that just about blows his mind…
Warning: This book involves light bondage play, rape fantasy & role-playing. The acts between the hero & heroine are consensual, but they may not be ideal for all readers…
Excerpt
When Tania came into his garage late Friday, Drake was in a foul mood.
Bad enough that he was dying of sexual frustration, but work was going to hell in a handbasket, too.
The payroll had gotten screwed up, a delivery had gotten screwed up, one of his customers had been the biggest asshole and it had taken everything he could not to tell the guy to shove it—if he was going to abuse his car like that, then he was going to have to expect some hefty price tags when it came to maintenance.
What Drake wanted most was a beer, a dark room and silence.
At least that was what he’d thought.
Until Tania walked in.
They’d had two dates that week. A movie on Tuesday. Dinner on Wednesday. And Monday. He couldn’t forget Monday if he tried.
Nice, friendly easy dates that ended with nothing more than polite, almost chaste kisses.
They hadn’t had anything planned for today, though. Right now, Drake was trying to figure out why. Just looking at her made everything better.
Her heels rang on the tile floor as she stopped in the doorway. “I saw Lou leaving on my way in. He said he was locking up. Everybody else gone?”
“Yeah.” He leaned back, smiled at her, although he knew it was probably tired and strained. “I was going to call you later, see if you want to go out tomorrow.”
She licked her lips.
His heart skipped a beat as she reached up and trailed a fingertip down her neck, pausing at the deep vee of the coat she wore.
It stopped just above her knees.
Fire-engine red leather, he noticed.
Just about the same shade as her heels.
Just about the same shade as her lipstick.
She’d twisted her hair up into a complicated twist that left her neck bare, and pretty gold spirals hung from her ears.
“You look awful nice tonight,” he said, his voice strained. “Maybe I could shower. Take you out tonight. Since you dressed up.”
“I didn’t dress up to go out, Superman,” she murmured.
His brain went all hazed and hot.
Then she straightened away from the door and reached for the belt of her jacket.
All the blood in his head drained away as he realized she was naked under that thing—naked save for a pair of red lace panties and those oh so sexy fuck-me shoes.
He swallowed, curling his hands around the armrests of his office chair. “You didn’t, huh?”
“No.” She remained standing there, the coat open, revealing her to his hungry, hungry eyes. “You said the rest was in my control. Well…here I am. And I’m giving the control to you.”
“You sure about that? You’re ready to try for more?”
Tania’s eyes lowered. Her naked breasts rose and fell on a nervous sigh before she murmured, “I want to be ready. But we’ll have to see what happens. Is that okay?”
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