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Terrified of her
submissive nature, Kate Hastings refuses to give a man control of her life.
Somehow, faking a wild and confident personality scares her less than facing
reality--the heated longing for her sexy best friend and her deep-seated need for
domination. Trouble is, none of the passive men she's dated do it for her.
Victim to a family
curse, Connor Wallace can love only one woman his entire life—Kate. Yet, she
insists on keeping him firmly in friend mode. Determined to prove he's more
than friend material, he sets out to fulfill her greatest fantasies, even if it
means tying her up to get her attention.
When passion and
protective instincts collide, something has to give, but will the impact lead
to broken hearts or sweet satisfaction?
Excerpt: Language warning NC17.
Word count 381
Connor leaned down and pressed his lips
to her ear. “Think of how much fun you could have with a guy like Kurt.”
He surely didn’t mean sexually. Connor
had never even made an off color joke around her. His good-guy mind didn’t run
along those lines, but hers unfortunately did. The image of her and Kurt trying
to do it caught her off guard and a laugh burst out before she could stop it.
They wouldn’t even be able to kiss while he was inside her and mutual oral would
definitely be out unless one or both of them were double jointed, and she sure
as hell wasn’t.
Connor hugged her closer. “What’s
funny?”
“Nothing.” How had she missed the way
his body fit to hers? His groin nestled against her lower belly, and if she rose
to her toes…Shit, knock it off! But
the image of lying with him while she sucked his cock, and his gorgeous mouth
did delicious things to her clit would not fade. Fucking him would be easy,
like he was custom built to pleasure her. A shiver raced up her spine, and she
snuggled closer.
“Cold, Katelyn?’
She shook her head but did not back
away from the warm comfort of his chest. His strong arms cradled her,
protective and solid, making her feel safe but needy. The last thought spiraled
through her, triggering unease. The man was dangerous. Controlled and
persuasive with a sense of humor, good qualities for a lawyer, a killer-bad
combination in every other way. He stopped moving, simply holding her until she
lifted her head.
“What?”
“What?”
His eyes teased. “I thought you’d
fallen asleep. The music ended.”
She hated when guys laughed at her. It
pissed her off. But Connor never seemed to make fun, only enjoy life in
general. Still, she pushed from his embrace and walked off the dance floor.
Catching her arm, he pulled her to the
side. “Want a drink?”
No! The man had too much animal magnetism most days, always
restrained but never far from the surface despite his easy smile. Drinking,
eating, or any other ing with her
favorite hottie other than hiking or talking was off limits, and even those had
potential hazards. He’d get ideas she wasn’t strong enough to handle.
Author
Bio:
Becca
Dale writes erotic romance with what many readers consider sweet-heat. Her
publishers often encourage Her to test her limits, but she jokingly told her
first editor that she is Naughty Enough. Fans have encouraged Becca to continue
that philosophy. So while her work carries an erotic heat level, the emotional
impact is equally high. It remains her goal to test and explore reader's
fantasies through characters that could be the girl next door or the woman in
the mirror.
Author
Links
Website http://www.authorbeccadale.com/
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