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Nobody Does It Better (Masters And Mercenaries 15) by Lexi Blake

 

 

 

 

A spy who specializes in seduction

Kayla Summers was an elite CIA double agent, working inside China’s deadly MSS. Now, she works for McKay-Taggart London, but the Agency isn’t quite done with her. Spy master Ezra Fain needs her help on a mission that would send her into Hollywood’s glamorous and dangerous party scene. Intrigued by the mission and the movie star hunk she will be shadowing, she eagerly agrees. When she finds herself in his bed, she realizes she’s not only risking her life, but her heart.

A leading man who doesn’t do romance

Joshua Hunt is a legend of the silver screen. As Hollywood’s highest paid actor, he’s the man everyone wants to be, or be with, but something is missing. After being betrayed more than once, the only romance Josh believes in anymore is on the pages of his scripts. He keeps his relationships transactional, and that’s how he likes it, until he meets his new bodyguard. She was supposed to keep him safe, and satisfied when necessary, but now he’s realizing he may never be able to get enough of her.

An ending neither could have expected

Protecting Joshua started off as a mission, until it suddenly felt like her calling. When the true reason the CIA wanted her for this assignment is revealed, Kayla will have to choose between serving her country or saving the love of her life.

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KG Logo They are baaaaacccckkk! Just when you think that Lexi Blake can’t do it any better, she goes and proves you wrong. The fifteenth book in the Masters and Mercenaries series, Nobody Does it Better, is by far a five star, sexy, chart topper that I just couldn’t put down. But that’s not surprising for a Lexi Blake book. It’s also the last book in this actual series. (Ok Lexi, the Kleenex are out!) But no worries, she’s got other series with other timelines in them. (Still boo-hooing Lexi)
Kayla Summers is one of McKay-Taggart’s operatives who also worked for the CIA and China’s M66, where she portrays her “dead” sist she has a new assignment. She has to be the sub of big time movie star Josh Hunt and get him to invite her to a drug lord’s home and find out out where Josh’s money is going every month and who he’s getting mysterious calls from?
She also has to be his bodyguard, and at first, he doesn’t believe the petite beauty can protect him, but she proves herself. Josh is cold and hiding secrets from his past. He refuses to let the quirky little sub get under his skin! He decides to keep her at arms length.But her sunny behavior, their connection in bed, and crazy habts like talking to dolphins and writng to her favorite authors (see below)

Dear JR Ward, Please forgive me for my last email. You should write as quickly or slowly as your muse leads you, and you probably know your characters better than I do. So forget that small threat about Butch and V. I didn’t really mean it. You know who best they should be mated with, not me. No one’s coming for you in the middle of the night and while I do know your address, I promise to respect boundaries.

endear her more to him every day. But how will he feel when he finds out she’s been lying to him? And will Kayla ever get that kiss?
Lexi has done a spectacular job on this book, and has even intermingled characters from her other two earlier series written as Sophie Oak, Bliss and Sirens (You just HAVE to read them too!) Lucky for everyone, they are all being reintroduced to readers with all new scenes! (Gotta LOVE that!) Can I give this book more than 5 Stars?

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“Kayla?”

Her eyes came up, a flash of recognition there. “Yes?”

“Are you going to sign the contract or do you have more questions?”

She picked up the pen sitting on top of the contracts that would bind the two of them together for the next six months. They would reevaluate the relationship at that point in time, but for the next six months, she was his. His bodyguard. His submissive.

Bought and properly paid for. He would take care of her and she would give him what he needed.

She signed with a flourish and sat back, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes.

He was curious, too, and there was zero reason to not satisfy their curiosity. Hard and soft limits had been gone over. They would find their communication style as they went along. But first she should understand that he was in control.

“Come sit on my lap.”

She didn’t hesitate. She stood and turned, shifting so she could maneuver her way onto his lap.

Her weight came down on him and he wrapped an arm around her waist. Damn but she made him feel big. He’d seen her take out a man twice her size, but sitting here in his lap she felt small and vulnerable, and fuck but that did it for him.

He slid a hand along her knee, letting himself indulge in the silky-smooth feel of her skin against his palm. “Did you do as I asked?”

He was well aware his voice had gone husky, deeper than normal.

“Yes, Joshua.” She squirmed the tiniest bit, as though trying to find a comfortable position. It might be difficult for her because she was sitting right on his cock, and it was harder and thicker than he could ever remember it being.

“How can I trust you?” This was all part of the game he loved. Here he could let go and play out the darker of his impulses—to control, to take, to possess.

See. Want. Have.

“You’ll have to check,” she replied. “Though shouldn’t we go inside?”

He reached out and picked up his cell with his free hand, pushing one number and connecting to the security room. He put them on speaker. She needed to understand what she was up against in order for the game to be fair. “Landon?”

“This is Burke,” the deep voice replied. “Shane’s on patrol. What can I do for you?”

“Burke, I would like to fuck my submissive on the third-floor balcony. Is anyone watching us? Can you see any cameras pointed our way?”

A low, masculine chuckle came across the line. “No, Mr. Hunt. And given the angle relative to the beach, you should enjoy your evening without worry. The only peepers I would worry about would be your next-door neighbor, and Jared is out for the night.”

“I wouldn’t care if he wasn’t. Keep up the good work.” He hung up and his hand tightened. “I would prefer when we’re playing that you don’t question me like that. I know where I want to fuck you. I know when I want to fuck you, and I’m in charge. If I want you in the middle of a crowded freeway, your only response is a yes or a no. Not to question me.”

She seemed to relax back against him, as though she was giving up the struggle and choosing to submit. “Yes, Joshua. Yes, I understand, and yes to the sex. Please.”

He liked the breathy please and loved how she squirmed. Still, he wasn’t absolutely sure she’d obeyed him, and he was a man who required proof. He slid his hand up her thigh. “Spread your legs for me.”

Her knees fell apart, and he could feel the heat from her core. He slipped a hand up until he made contact with her softest skin. No panties. Nothing but wet heat waiting for him, and it was obvious the play had cranked her up, too. His free hand eased one button on her shirt free, and then another and another until he could move in like a soldier conquering territory. No bra. Her breasts were like the rest of her. Soft and delicate. One nipple rolled against his palm, hardening then and there.

“I can see you’ve been an obedient sub,” he said, his mouth against her ear. “You need to stay that way or there will be punishment. I’m not a sadist, Kayla. I truly don’t get off on your pain, but I will give it to you if you need it. I am a disciplinarian. I gain satisfaction from your obedience. In exchange, I’ll show you how good it can be to obey me.”

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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Deliverance (NYC Doms 1) by Jane Henry

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He’s bred to protect.

Tobias Creed likes things done his way, and he likes his women ready to submit. No strings attached. Until the night he meets the one woman who challenges him, practically begging to be taken over his knee.

As a single mom to a child with special needs, Diana McAdams does things her way. She’s in control and doesn’t have time for love. Happily-ever-afters aren’t for her.

Then she meets the man who demands her submission…

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Deliverance is the first in BDSM superstar Jane Henry’s new series New York Dom’s, and if the first book is any indication of how the series is going to be, then hold on to your floggers because Deliverance is one amazing ride!

Diana and a friend are out one night, and Diana sees her boyfriend’s car.Her no-good, ratfink cheating ex-boyfriend’s car. So she proceeds to key it up. Unfortunately, she doesn’t bother checking the plates on the car.

Tobias Creed comes out of Verge, the NYC BDSM club he co-owns, to find a woman keying his car. He brings Diana to his office and tells her it’s the police or off the books, but he’s interrupted by a disturbing phone call from his assistant. There’s a serial rapist on the loose. Diana is stuck in the club while it’s on lockdown and she’s not too happy because she’s got her son at home with a babysitter. (Her son is a bright, autistic, high on the spectrum.) But she goes on a tour of the club with a sub and is turned on by the sights.

Tobias takes her home. But they soon meet up again, and she decides to try with him after he connects with her son. But there’s still a killer on the loose, and Tobias worries about his patrons and Diana.

Jane has done such a spectacular job with this book, and the relationship between Tobias and Diana’s son is completely heartwarming. This book is a winner and I’m excited to see how this series progresses!

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Empty Handed Heart (Suncoast Society 66) by Tymber Dalton

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Aden aged out of Florida’s foster care system. He built a life, bought a house…and fell in love with Niall, a blue-eyed Irish Dom who owned his heart. When Niall got a job in California, he took Aden’s heart with him.

Niall regretted his move, but thought Aden would follow. Five years later, Niall’s back and wants to reclaim what’s his—Aden. He doesn’t expect to run into Aden while teaching erotic hypnosis at a fetish convention. He wasn’t expecting Aden to have gorgeous Etsu on his arm. He damn sure wasn’t expecting to save Etsu’s life in a malfunctioning elevator.

Etsu grew up smothered by a crazy-overprotective family and her asthma. With Aden, she can finally be herself. She can’t help fantasizing about Niall and Aden together, or how sexy it’d be writhing in pleasure between them. The question is can they make this work, or will her family succeed yet again in driving away her chance at happiness?

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Wow, I can’t believe that this series is all the way up to number 66. As some of you may know, I don’t read the M/M books, (It’s just not my kink) but, I’ll read MMF books as long as the female has an equal stake. Tymber has always been fair to everyone in her books and let’s face it, who wouldn’t want to live in the Suncoast world? (Riiight?)

This one features switch Aden, who is a physical therapist with a great job and a PhD. He has a girlfriend Etsu, who he tops. But she has anxiety and severe asthma, nevermind probably the WORST helicopter family in history. But Aden is missing his old master and boyfriend, Niall.

Imagine his surprise when he runs into him at a kink convention, and he saves Etsu’s life while they are trapped in an elevator. But the Irish Dom is back for a reason, and that reason is Aden.

I’ll admit, I was a tad bit upset with both Aden and Niall for the “Elevator” and what happened after. I was even ranting to my own Sir. Not. Happy. But Tymber made it all work out in the end, as she usually does. Thus explaining why I’m still gushing over how much I love this series and Tymber as a writer after 66 of these books. Simply amazing.

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STORY EXCERPT 

 

The first class was a snoozer on knife play. Well, Aden thought it was a snoozer, but Etsu, who’d seated them in the front row, seemed enraptured and asked his permission to volunteer. Since Aden knew the guy and had seen him teach before, he let her.

It was fun to watch her really getting into everything, wide-eyed at all the fetish outfits models in the vendor room had been wearing. While she was used to attending Venture and munches with him, this was her first “larger world” experience with kink.

She was absolutely fricking adorable.

He remembered when he used to feel that way about it, how he and Niall had explored—

No.

He wouldn’t let himself think about him today. And he damn sure had to remember to not call him Niall around her. He’d passed the word when he’d first started dating her to not talk about Niall around her, or if they did, to refer to him as Ren, what had been his FetLife name. After what Joel and Fen had been through, maintaining others’ privacy had definitely made sense.

He never wanted to be the reason something came back to haunt Niall professionally, or worse.

As soon as that class ended, Etsu practically dragged him to the next one, just a room over. He didn’t even have time to read the schedule posted on the door to see what the class was about.

She snagged them front-row seats for this one, too. “I’m so excited!” she whispered to him as people filtered in.

He took the convention program from her to read through it. They always had a large vendor floor at this convention. It was a mix of content producers and lifestyle people. For a moment, Niall’s voice filtered through his mind, joking about the “backpack boys” they consistently saw year after year, fans who followed the fetish models with their cameras, their backpacks of camera equipment ever-present.

The room quickly filled. He’d just found the schedule pages toward the back when he heard the room’s door swing shut and the low murmurs in the room immediately died down.

Then he thought his heart would explode.

“Right!” The man clapped his hands once, and Aden knew he was rubbing them together as he walked. “Let’s get started then, shall we?” The voice had spoken from the back of the room, but Aden didn’t have to turn his head to be aware of the man walking down the center aisle between the two sections of chairs as he headed to the front of the room.

Aden saw his boots first, but they were scuffed and dull, no luster to the black leather at all. As his gaze lifted, his cock inflated when he looked into those blue eyes for the first time in five years.

“Welcome, everyone,” Niall said. “Dr. Niall Renard, or DocHypnoDraner, as you might have seen me on FetLife. Not the kind of doctor who prescribes meds, I’m afraid. Although I do tinker with minds professionally.” The audience, including Etsu, laughed.

Aden could barely breathe.

Fuck. Me.

Niall’s last name backward.

I’m a fucking moron.

He’d skimmed the classes online before signing them up for the weekend, wanting to make sure he didn’t run into Niall here.

For this very reason.

Aden could tell his presence in the room was having just as unsettling an effect on Niall as it was on him. Spotted his nervous tells, a couple of stumbled words, and as far as Aden could tell Niall didn’t have anyone with him to act as his volunteer.

Or…with him.

As Niall ran through his introduction to erotic hypnosis, what it was, what it could do, Aden sensed him finally settling into a rhythm. There was very little different from when he’d helped him teach the class, and he’d tucked a few more funny one-liners here and there that the audience loved.

Audiences always loved him. His blue eyes and that Irish brogue, he was fucking charming.

Asshole.

Why can’t I fucking stop loving you?

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Niall had a moment of panic when he’d turned to face the audience and spotted Aden sitting there. Not normal panic, but legit he thought he might pass out panic.

From the way the cute redhead next to Aden sat with her hand resting on his thigh, and no rings on any fingers—and no collar around her neck—he tried to summon hope even as he desperately tried not to forget anything.

When he forced himself to look elsewhere in the audience, he couldn’t help but be aware that Aden never took his eyes off him. At one point, he would have labelled Aden’s expression as shock, although he knew he’d long ago lost the right to assume he knew him at all.

He’d planned to call on a woman seated toward the back, a part-time fetish model he’d worked with at several previous conventions in California. He hadn’t prearranged it with her, but she’d always told him if she was in his class she’d be happy to volunteer.

As he drew close to the actual demonstration portion of the class, an idea so utterly horrible and perfect at the same time that it nearly made him laugh hit him.

He walked over to stand in front of the eager-looking woman seated next to Aden. “Now, for this next part, I need a volunteer. I promise, no stripping, no clucking like a chicken, no handing over your banking passwords, or anything like that.”

Her hand shot up immediately as she smiled, then belatedly looked to Aden.

He glanced her way before fixing those sweet and sultry brown eyes on Niall and nodded.

But Aden’s expression darkened slightly in a silent warning.

Don’t hurt her.

If she was with Aden, there was a better than good chance he had put her into trance before.

He hoped.

Otherwise, this could backfire on him badly, but he’d use it as an example of how some people couldn’t be put into trance and then call on the acquaintance to complete the demo.

Or perhaps even…Aden.

Niall held a hand out to her. “Your name, my dear?”

“Etsu.” She took his hand and stood to follow him forward to the chair at the front of the room.

She was ridiculously easy to induce—leading him to believe Aden had been keeping up at least some of his skills.

To be this close to the woman close to Aden, to have Aden unable to not see him as he worked with her…

Maybe I’m a masochist after all.

At least, an emotional one.

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Etsu didn’t have time to think, much less protest.

Not that she wanted to protest.

Niall’s voice from the previous stint stuck in the elevator came back to her, his whispered promises in her ear.

“If I ever get a chance with ye, girl, I’d love to show ye a few things I taught yer Sir. Ye’d like that, wouldn’t ye?”

Fuck, between his blue eyes and that sexy-as-sin voice, she was a goner.

“I bet ye’d love to be squirming between us like a good girl, wouldn’t ye?”

Damn right, she would.

“I bet ye’re wet and eager right now, wishing to see us together…”

Hell, yeah, she was.

“I’d love to help my boy fuck yer sweet brains out…”

Receiving confirmation that Niall was Aden’s lost love only upped the ante.

“Ye’ve no idea how much I’ve missed him, and now it seems he’s sweetened the pot with yer lovely self…”

Maybe I can make a fantasy of mine come true.

They hadn’t parted enemies. Even Aden had admitted to her he still loved the man.

Niall kissed even sexier than he sounded. His hands skimmed down her back and lifted her skirt as Aden stepped in behind her.

That was definitely a hard cock in Niall’s jeans.

The world melted away as Niall kissed her and she felt Aden unzip behind her. Someone took her purse and the useless inhaler from her and she didn’t look to see who, because frankly, she didn’t care. Aden pushed her forward against Niall, who’d slid her skirt up around her waist and was holding her firmly in place with his hands on her hips.

Niall once again broke their kiss. “More, girl?”

“Yes, Sir, please!”

He sank to his knees in front of her, her hands braced on his shoulders. Then he shoved her thighs apart and no way could she have held back that moan when his lips latched on to her clit.

Wait…what am I doing?

Then Aden’s cock found its target. He thrust into her wet cunt, pushing her hard against Niall’s mouth. Niall let out a low growl that vibrated against her pussy and definitelysounded like he was enjoying himself.

She damn sure was.

“Hold it back, baby,” Aden ordered. “Don’t you dare come without permission, or I’ll let him spank you. He makes my meanest mode look like a teddy bear.”

Niall growled into her pussy again, his hands dropping lower, clamped around her thighs, apparently liking the threat of being able to spank her.

God help her, she wanted that, too.

Mean or not.

Aden cupped a hand around the front of her throat and pulled her body against his chest, her head tipped back onto his shoulder. “Maybe I should let him fuck you, too, hmm? Don’t lie to me. Tell me the truth. Do you want Niall to fuck you?”

Another growl from down below, that one definitely an affirmative.

“Yes, Sir. Please,” she softly begged.

“Ask me nicely, and maybe I’ll let you.”

“Sir, please let Niall fuck me.”

He paused with his cock all the way inside her pussy. “Loren apologized to me about breakfast this morning. She thought you knew Niall was Ren. She knew how much I tried to protect his privacy.”

She stared up at him, not sure how she was supposed to react to that. Technically, it was Niall who’d told her yesterday, in the elevator, even if she’d chosen to take his suggestion to blank it out and let him get rid of her anxiety and fear over the darkened elevator so she could breathe.

Breathing had trumped sexytime, under the circumstances. “Yes, Sir.”

Niall’s tongue circled her clit before swiping up it, then back down and licking where Aden’s cock fucked her pussy. Up again. Deliciously hot and naughty.

“You know what happened between us in the elevator yesterday, don’t you? You can remember?”

She swallowed, the sexy sounds seared into her brain, Aden’s voice now bypassing the suggestions Niall had given to her to ignore it, to forget it, to only remember it if it made her hot and want to see it in person. Want to see more of it.

Want to be in the middle of it.

Wishing she’d been in the middle of it that time, too.

Yeah, she remembered it.

Got wet over it.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Did Niall tell you who he was yesterday in the elevator? When he was putting you into a trance?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And he asked if what we did was okay, didn’t he?”

“Yes, Sir.”

His thumb stroked her cheek. “I’m not proud of this, but the reason it took me so long to make it back downstairs last night when I went to get my phone was because we hooked up. I never stopped loving him, baby. If you want to hate me, I underst—”

“Please shut up and fuck me so I can come, Sir.” She smiled. “Or are you going to make me wait to come until after Niall fucks me?”

She wasn’t sure how Aden would take that, until he crushed her lips under his in a vicious kiss that stole her breath in good ways and made her moan. Then he shoved her forward again, and she had to brace herself against the elevator wall to stay upright as he fucked her.

He didn’t just fuck her.

He fucked her. Possessive and deep and taking what he wanted, the way she loved it when he did it.

Niall sat back, making her moan with disappointment and still wanting his hot mouth sucking on her clit. But his fingers replaced his lips and he fisted her hair with his other hand, using it to hold her in place to bend her over and kiss her. She tasted herself on his lips as he eagerly devoured her mouth.

Using his handhold in her hair, Niall pulled her off his mouth. “On yer knees, girl,” he hoarsely rasped, sitting back. His hand disappeared from her clit. He unfastened his belt and jeans as Aden knelt, forcing her down with him, and now she knew exactly what Niall had in mind.

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Auctioned To The Bad Boy CEO by Doris O’Connor

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Hannah Watson has little time for romantic entanglements. After all, she hasn’t met a man yet who can beat her little battery-operated friend.

Until the new CEO arrives. Known for his ruthlessness in business, he’s also every woman’s wet dream—hers included. His temper alone should be a turn off, but her libido is not listening to reason. 

Logan Bryce doesn’t tangle with his employees—ever—until curvy little Hannah makes all of him sit up and take notice. Who knew the starchy, always respectably dressed Ms. Watson had such a naughty side? Her proposal to auction off willing celebrities and suitable staff for a ‘date’ has appeal, especially with Hannah, herself, on the auction block.

The terms of the auction are clear—a twenty-four hour commitment—plenty of time to get her out of his system.

What can possibly go wrong?

Be Warned: mild BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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Mega hot Brit author Doris O’Connor has done it again with another super-hot and sexy read! Auctioned by the Bad Boy CEO has an undeniably sexy and alpha billionaire boss who puts Mr. Grey to shame. Logan Bryce is a man who steps in and takes over companies and makes them more successful when he sees employee Hannah, he decides he wants her too.

Hannah is not remotely happy when a co-worker sets her up to be auctioned off at a work charity function, but her boss sure is. And after an evening of carnal bliss, Hannah is let into Logan’s private life more than he ever wanted her to be. A few days later, it causes Logan to make the wildest business proposition of his life.

As usual, I just loved this book! Doris has a wonderful flair for words when it comes to interpersonal relations between characters, (and the sex is mighty hot too!) You’ll love this book! It’s a keeper!

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“Because you were too busy playing slap the donkey with your schlong.”

“Schlong?” Logan didn’t know whether to be amused or offended at having his cock referred to thus.

“Yes, what would you call that?”

She glanced down at said appendage and attempted to cross her arms. No doubt to hide her body’s far too obvious reaction to him. It made him even harder, eager to lose himself in her soft body and to finish with her what he’d started on his own in the shower. She accidentally grazed his cock with her arm in her attempt to hide her hard nipples from him. Like “come suck me” beacons they pushed against the satin of her gown, and made Logan’s mouth water with the need to taste them. How responsive would those little nubs be as he rolled them between his fingers, sucked them in his mouth, and bit down? Would she like that nip of pain, find it as much as a turn-on as he did, or would that be one step too far for sensible little Hannah? Not that she looked very sensible now with her dilated pupils, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. Her heart beat an uneven staccato at the base of her throat, and a groan escaped her full lips when he ran his nose along that sensitive area and inhaled. Her sweet scent, made more potent by her arousal, called him to bite down, to mark her in the most primitive of ways, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t do that without her consent. To give into his darker desires was a two-edged sword, one he couldn’t allow himself to unleash, not now, perhaps not ever again. Certainly not with someone who worked for him, and with the hearing hanging over his head, he wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize his success there. He owed Claudia that much.

Logan pushed those thoughts down with the same ruthlessness that had made him so successful in the corporate world. They had no business here, not with sweet little Hannah his for the taking and his being so revved up that innocent skin on skin graze of her arm on his cock was almost painful. Predictably, that part of his anatomy jerked. Giving into the demands of his body, he pulled back slightly, took her hand, and wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft.

Another one of those cock-hardening moans came from the woman he was holding a not so reluctant prisoner against his bathroom wall, and he tipped her chin up with his other hand to read her expression.

“I would call that my cock, and unless you really do want me to spank that delicious, round bottom of yours, I suggest you do something to help him out.”

Her digits tightened around his shaft, and Logan swallowed his grunt of pleasure.

“Like this, Sir?”

Her whispered question and the snarky intonation she put on that title made his dominant side roar. She couldn’t know what that did to him, and soon he was past the ability to think, because the feel of her little fist sliding up and down his hard dick, the little mewls she made as though this was a huge turn-on for her, too … fuck it, he was in real danger of shooting his load right there and then, and that just wouldn’t do. He wanted to come inside her tight little pussy the first time around, before he claimed every one of her other willing holes.

Logan fisted his hand in her hair and pulling her head back growled his instructions.

“Enough.”

He pulled Hannah’s hand off his dick and slanted his lips over hers. Her tiny yelp in response to his rough handling granted him access, and he pushed his tongue inside her mouth, while he angled her head just so. When her hands slid up his shoulders and she pushed herself against him, he lost what little restraint he had and kissed her in earnest. He tongue-fucked her, in a very good imitation of what he was aching to do with his cock, while he ground his hips into her soft belly, and, grasping a generous handful of her luscious ass, pulled her tighter into him.

Hannah did not disappoint in her response. She kissed him back with the same feverish desire that coursed through his veins. The need to fill his lungs with oxygen forced him to break the kiss, and, panting, he rested his forehead on hers.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom. I need to be in you, woman. Tell me you want that, too.”

He pulled away just enough to read her expression, and the sight of her kiss-swollen lips, her pale skin already marked by his emerging stubble was the hugest fucking turn-on so far. Still, he had to be sure she was on board with this, so he forced himself to wait for her response. When none was forthcoming, other than the sounds of her rapid breathing, he tugged her hair again, a little harder this time. Tears sprang into her azure eyes, but she also clung tighter and bit her lip.

“Don’t do that. It makes me want to bite you all over, right after I turned your backside raw for not answering me straightaway.”

If that was possible her eyes grew even wider. She whispered something that he couldn’t quite catch over the roaring of his own heartbeat in his ears.

“What was that? Speak up, little dove, or I shall take your silence as consent. After all, you did come and see me, and I warned you what would happen if you did.”

He pulled her plump bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Hannah gasped and jerked, and he pulled back and licked that tiny drop of blood away. Her life’s essence exploded on his taste buds, made him hungry for more.

“Tell me you’re mine for tonight.”

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Black Light (Roulette Valentine Redux) Anthology

 

Title: Black Light: Roulette Redux
Authors: Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Renee Rose, 
Alta Hensley, Sue Lyndon, Maren Smith,
Measha Stone, Maggie Ryan, & Jane Henry

Publisher: Black Collar Press


Genre: Romance Anthology
Release Date: February 8, 2018
Blurb
Three hours.
Four hard limits. Nine hot stories.
The most wicked
game in the world of BDSM is back for another night of fulfilling your dirtiest
fantasies!
Black Light is the
top BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and last year they shocked everyone with
‘Valentine Roulette’. Now, it’s the month of love again, and that means it’s
time to play this naughty game of chance! With tempting new kinks and daring
new participants, ‘Roulette Redux’ will bring you all the heat you can handle
as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to
choose which kink they’ll play. Their prize if they last the night?
One free month at Black Light, and for some lucky participants… even a chance
at love.
Celebrate
Valentine’s Day with nine kinky stories from nine USA Today and international
bestselling authors!
Featuring:

“Brat” by Livia Grant

“Unrestrained” by Jennifer Bene
“Forced” by Renee Rose
“Edge” by Alta Hensley
“Doctored” by Sue Lyndon
“Shameless” by Maren Smith
“Confession” by Measha Stone
“Surrender” by Maggie Ryan
“Taken” by Jane Henry
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One year ago, one of the best BDSM anthologies came out and we were all treated to some of the best kink stories by some of the hottest authors out there, including Livia Grant, Jennifer Bene, Renee Rose, Maren Smith, Measha Stone, and more! Those incredible authors are included in this year’s Redux, along with Sue Lyndon, Alta Hensley, Maggie Ryan and Jane Henry!
I don’t know about other readers/bloggers, but I don’t always read or enjoy every story in an anthology. It’s very rare that I get this excited over one, and I got super excited when this hit my e-reader! I read every single story in this anthology because I love ALL of these authors, and let me tell you, it was AMAZING! HOT! Totally turn on your air conditioner if you have one, because OMG….these ladies know how to make a girl sweat!
Livia Grant and Jennifer Bene: We start off our anthology with our beloved Jaxson, Chase, and

Emma discussing what to do for the current year’s Valentine’s Day party along with Dungeon Master Spencer Cook, who is concerned about what Jaxson was doing on the West coast!
Unrestrained by Jennifer Bene: One of my favorite dark erotica authors, Jennifer is one of the two creators of this amazing series! Our D/s pairing for this story is strong sub Bianca who needs a dom who is even stronger than her. She finds that with tall, built, and tattooed Viking Silas. Jennifer writes an extremely hot couple here that doesn’t hold back. Their scenes aren’t for the faint of heart, (Though Black Light isn’t your usual lighter side BDSM). She proves she knows how to make her fans squirm. (In all the good ways!) 5 Stars
Bent by Livia Grant:  Livia is the second creator or the Black Light world, and another hot BDSM author (ok, they are all pretty incredible!) Gaby is a socialite who steals lawyer Connor’s invite to the event. Gaby ends up paying, and lands on ABDL. I’m not telling if you don’t know. I will say that it wasn’t for me and it rather icked me out, but in the lifestyle, as they say, “Your kink is not my kink, but your kink is ok.” Livia is a great author and this is still well written like everything else she does. 4 stars.
Forced by Renee Rose: Renee is another one of my favorite authors. She’s done so many books that I love, and there are way too many to name here. (I’d be here all day!) Mari ends up at the event because her sister is going and she is worried about her. She also bet her that she wouldn’t last through the night. She ends up with Victor, who thinks she’s more of a domme. But he soon finds out that she likes it rough. And you’ll really love this 5 Star read!
Doctored by Sue Lyndon: Sue Lyndon is a really awesome author who writes some of the steamiest D/s romance there is! Her pair in this story, Hunter Knox and Natalie have one of the sexiest medical play sessions ever! 4.5 Stars
Shameless by Maren Smith: Maren is the creator of another series that has just knocks my socks off, and this Black Light Novella is no different. Hadlee is fresh out of a relationship with a wannabe dom who has turned her into a woman who dislikes herself and sees herself as “Piggy Girl” It’s up to Gareth to show Hadlee that she’s a beautiful woman, but Ethan doesn’t plan on making it easy on him. This was one of my favorites in the Novella! 5 Stars!
Edge by Alta Hensley: Alta is one of the queens of kink, and she shows it here in her novella. Melinda finally divorces her senator husband after a year of cheating, verbal abuse, and changing her personality. She is finally free to go back to her dom and the man she truly loves, Dean Casey. Though Dean isn’t going to make it easy for her to just walk right back in. 4.5 Stars
Confessions by Measha Stone: This one is one totally hot friends to lovers steamy kinkfest as dom Grayson finally makes his move on his best friend’s little sister Dani. He has had enough of her sass and going out to underground clubs. Now, she’s going to be his! Measha writes a great build-up and get together of these two and you are definitely cheering for them by the end! 5 stars!
Surrender by Maggie Ryan: Another writer that I truly love, Maggie writes a truly terrific story of a woman who needs to learn how to stop topping from the bottom. Marty is a sub who acts more like a domme and bosses all of the doms around. She also has given up on trying to get the attention of her best friend Charlie’s brother-in-law Owen. But Owen is not a man who will tolerate a sub topping from the bottom. He decides to teach Marty what the meaning of submission is. A truly sexy and hot story! 5 Stars.
Taken by Jane Henry: Jane Henry is truly a mega star of this genre and proves it with this story! The best of the anthology, a woman who tightly controls every aspect of her life is about to lose control to the one man she can’t keep her control with! Della ends up getting paired with a blast from her past, her ex-husband Brayden, and she’s about to find out that their stubborness may just be the thing that rekindles their relationship! Part of what was so fantastic about this novella was that Jane had an epilogue to this story that wrapped it up nicely. 5 Stars!

As we come to a close on the night, Spencer grabs Jaxson before he retires for the night with his subs and his own sub and goes over the events that happened that evening. You’ll want to read, as this will be the basis for even more Black Light! So pick up a copy of this amazing novella anthology and Happy Reading my kinky friends!!!

5stars

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Darling Doc (Naughty Forties 1) by Raven McAllan

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This stuff only happens in romance novels…
After a chance meeting on a crowded tram, Sandy has cause to re-evaluate several things.

1) It is perfectly possible to lust after a stranger.
2) It isn’t only fictional heroines who need to carry spare panties.
3) A man’s voice really can almost make you climax in public.
4) Great sex does exist.
5) Being a doctor can complicate things.

When her chance encounter turns up in her surgery, there is only one thing for it. Grab said hunk and the sex on offer with both hands and don’t let go. Alistair isn’t a patient after all … and what two consenting adults get up to in their spare time can’t be love—or can it?

Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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Darling Doc is super hot Scot author Raven McAllan’s first book in her new awesome series Naughty Forties. If this first book is any indication of how the series is going to go, you are all definitely in for a treat!

Doc Sandy is on a tram (train) full of rugby players one day on the way to work when she bumps into a hot Scot in a kilt and he pokes her with his…water bottle. Unfortunately, he’s off to the game.

Famous actor Alastair McCrea stops into Sandy’s practice with a minor injury, and Sandy recognizes him from the tram. He decides not to get treated, after all, a doctor can’t date her patient! What follows is some hot, steamy and decidedly kinky fun! Sandy also has a rather wild practice manager who takes issue with her cheating boyfriend!

5stars

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Excerpt:

He chuckled. “I wish. For tonight though, as I can’t do everything I want to you, we’ll try this.” He knelt on the floor, then put my legs over his shoulders and his mouth on my clit.

I saw stars, lost the ability to talk and explain where the condoms were if he needed them, and sank into the sensation of being eaten out by a master.

What he could do with his tongue and teeth. He licked, laved, sucked, and nipped. I lapped it all up.

My skin prickled, breath quickened, and my head thrashed from side to side. Oh God, I was so bloody close. I couldn’t hold back, but how could I come when I wanted him inside me first?

With ease.

He pinched my nipples hard, bit my clit, not too hard, and that was it.

He got his scream, and I got my first ever gushing climax.

I have no idea how long it took me to come ‘round. I might have even passed out. I couldn’t swear one way or the other.

When I finally sighed and opened my eyes we were side by side on the bed with his head on the pillows and mine on his chest.

He played with my hair, and I gave into temptation to tease the whorls of hair on his chest, winding them around my fingers and giving them a slight tug.

He reciprocated by tugging on mine—head hair, not chest hair—so I had to look up at him.

“That was one of the most erotic, arousing, and bloody fabulous things I’ve ever seen,” he said frankly. “I’m honored I made you feel like that. Thank you.”

“I’m the one that’s honored,” I replied. “I’ve never ever been that way before. I do think though I need to return the favor. Can I go down on you?”

I didn’t wait for an answer. Well unless you considered the “hell yeah” mutter I heard as I slid down his body until my cheek rested on his stomach as a negative. I chose not to. After all, “hell yeah” was most definitely not “hell no”.

I took his cock in my hands and was rewarded with a twitch and several drops of pre-cum that appeared in the slit and slid down the head in a graceful arc.

His skin was like silk with a hard core of iron. That’s another thing I’ve read and now appreciate. Help, I was getting all poetic, but yes, it was the perfect analogy. And it was all for me.

I had to taste him. Experience every nuance as he fucked my mouth. I wanted it all. I crawled onto my knees and pushed his legs open so I could get up close.

First thing was to get him to a level I wanted, so I put my hands under his ass until he lifted it a little and I angled him so his prick was in the right position for what I intended. Then I shoved some bunched up covers under him to keep him there. Then, oh my, I took the end of his cock into my mouth and licked some of his salty pre-cum.

Talk about nectar.

He groaned again, and his hands tightened on my hair. That slight frisson of pain only added to my arousal. Damned if I might not hump his leg at the same time as sucking him off. Instead I pinched his nipples as I changed my attention on his cock from a lick to a nibble and then put it into my mouth and sucked.

I’ll make no apology to say it was like enjoying a hot ice pole. An oxymoron maybe but you’ll get my gist.

I was in heaven. Sex-filled ecstasy. He writhed, I sucked, he tugged on my hair, and without taking my mouth away from that one area I was giving almost my total attention, I moved so his leg was under my cunt.

I hoped he’d understand, but I had to come with him. Nothing else. I needed him to spill and for me to do the same.

At the same time.

Luckily, he seemed to realize what was hoped for because he stroked my ass, squeezed it, and pushed his thigh harder against me.

I sucked harder.

His nipples were tiny, sharp nubs between my fingertips, his cock so hard I wondered how he stood it.

He stiffened, shuddered, and pulled ever stronger on my hair.

I sucked as hard as I could, scared he was going to pull out. I wanted to milk him dry.

He gave one of those deep, guttural man screams as hot, sticky, salty semen filled my mouth.

I soaked his leg as I came even harder than before.

This time I knew I passed out. The little death certainly hadn’t been little. If I got like this after oral, heaven help me when—and please God it was when—we had full on, fuck like rabbits, cock in cunt sex.

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Away From Me by Lexi Blake (Writing as Sophie Oak)

 

 

Re-released in a second edition with updates.

Shattered by the loss of his wife, Callum Reed is a man surrounded by rules designed to protect him. He rebuilds his life with careful discipline, but can’t deny what he feels when he meets the lovely Gabrielle Sullivan. She’s everything he wants in a woman, but he views all relationships as contractual. Despite her misgivings, Gaby signs his contract and becomes his perfect partner. Until the night she breaks his cardinal rule.

After three years of perfect obedience, Gaby declares she wants love and she isn’t settling for less. Love isn’t in their contract, so Cal lets her go. But Gaby has a secret reason for leaving. When Cal discovers the truth, nothing will stop him from following her.

On a secluded island paradise, Callum will do anything to prove he’s the perfect husband for his defiant love.

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Away From Me is a Sophie Oak/Lexi Blake book that is a must-read for fans of her Sirens series, her Masters and Mercenaries series, and anyone that loves a great happy ever after story that is complex and messy. Messy how? Gaby is Callum Reed’s sub and has been for 3 years, but when he doesn’t return her love and refuses to even think of marriage, Gaby decides it’s time to move on.

10 months later, Cal doesn’t understand why his friends are so angry with him. Gaby has been keeping a secret, and when Cal finds out the truth, he goes after Gaby. Be prepared for the roller coaster ride with this one! It’s another wonderful rewrite with some fantastic new additions!

5stars

 

 

 

 

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“Hello, Cal,” she said evenly. “How are you?”

He looked her up and down, his dark blue eyes showing absolutely no expression. Those eyes assessed her, roaming every inch of her body in a decidedly clinical fashion. “I’ve been perfectly fine, Gabrielle. How have you been?”

His hand was suddenly on her elbow. Her skin tingled where he touched her. He didn’t pull at her, merely squeezed gently, and she let him lead her. Yes, that was a force of habit, too, but perhaps her Irish friend was right. If they had any hopes of being comfortable around each other, they had to talk. They began walking slowly away from the pool.

“I’m well.” That could have come out a little stronger. She sounded like a scared rabbit and that wasn’t at all the impression she wanted to make on Cal.

“That’s nice.” Naturally, his voice sounded perfectly even. He could be negotiating a deal rather than talking to an old lover. “From the evil glances I’m getting from some very old friends, I would think I had tried to kill you.”

“I’m sorry, what?” This wasn’t the way she’d expected their first meeting to go. She’d kind of avoided thinking about it.

His jaw went tight. “I’m talking about all my friends looking at me like I’m some kind of criminal. I’ll admit I haven’t exactly been social lately, but I didn’t expect to walk into a party and find myself completely unwelcome. The only thing that’s changed is the status of our relationship, so I’m wondering what’s been said about me.”

Damn Heather and her big mouth. It was supposed to be a secret. She smiled brightly and slipped her arm through Cal’s. Yes, she needed to handle this. She’d never intended to make anyone hate Cal. He simply hadn’t been able to love her.

She had no interest in the two of them becoming a focus of gossip. If she seemed comfortable with her ex-lover, perhaps the other guests wouldn’t talk about them. She tried to look nonchalant. “I have no idea why. I haven’t seen any of these people since I left town ten months ago. Maybe it’s me they’re wary of.”

“I doubt that, pet,” Cal said, all silky and smooth. His voice had a direct line to her soft parts. “Even my oldest friend seems to have turned on me. Greg barely spoke to me this evening. His friendliest words were to tell me to leave you alone. I swear, Gabrielle, if he didn’t need me to broker his deals, he might not talk to me at all. Now I wonder why that is.”

Gaby flushed, guilt flooding her system. She truly hadn’t meant to hurt him, but she didn’t want to rehash the end of their relationship. She’d kept the secret this long. There was no reason he should know about it now. “I don’t know. I have never spoken to Greg about us.”

“I’m sure Heather talks enough.”

Gaby felt her heels sink into the grass as they left the deck. The evening grew darker as the lights from the torches got further away. The gazebo in the distance seemed to be Cal’s destination. She followed willingly. If they were going to talk, it was best to do it in private.

“I can’t control Heather’s mouth. That’s supposed to be Greg’s job. He’s her husband, after all.”

Cal helped her up the gazebo’s steps. He was always solicitous. It was one of the first things to attract her. He was a Dom of the first order. Gaby had been looking for someone like Callum since the day she realized there was a whole world out there for people like her. She’d gone through a couple of men who claimed to be Doms but really just used it as an excuse to be selfish. A real Dominant was someone like Cal, who always took care of her, even if he didn’t love her.

“Well, as it was pointed out to me recently, a Dom only has as much control as his sub allows him.” His deep blue eyes were almost black in the moonlight and there were lines around them that hadn’t been there before. There was a weariness to his frame that called to her. She fought the urge to smooth down his tie and snuggle in his arms. He wasn’t hers to take care of anymore. He turned to her. “So what have you been up to since you left?”

Her hand unconsciously went to her breast, thinking of the pain that centered there. “This and that.”

He leaned back, staring at her as though trying to decide something. “I never could figure you out, Gabrielle. I didn’t know if you were simply content to be kept or if there was some ambition lurking under the placid surface.”

The darkness was a welcome ally as she felt herself flush. If they’d been under even the soft lights of the party, he would have known how much that hurt. “Well, you weren’t interested in my ambitions.”

He shrugged. “I just wondered what you did all day.”

Her laugh was bitter and without an ounce of humor. “I ate bonbons and watched soaps. I counted the hours until you got home.” She turned away from him and looked out over the yard. In the distance, her friends mingled and laughed. She still seemed so far away from them. Maybe she would always seem far away now.

Distance had given her some perspective, especially when it came to her old Dom. “You weren’t interested in who I was as a person, Callum. You were interested in who I was as a sub. My submissive self was docile and sweet. That was what mattered to you. I didn’t ask questions or make demands. It was a D/s relationship. It wasn’t a love affair.”

She knew the difference now.

His fingers ran across the exposed skin of her shoulders and she held on to the railing of the gazebo. The spaghetti straps that held her dress up offered little protection against his gentle assault. She shivered at the touch.

“And you don’t want that anymore, do you? You don’t want a man to dominate you? You don’t want a man to take charge?”

Oh, there were certainly parts of her that did. His hands ran down to her waist, settling on her hips. Push him away. Do it now or this is going to go poorly. You are not capable of handling this.

But she’d waited too long. When he pressed his groin against her backside, she could feel the hard ridge of his erection, and she knew she wasn’t going to walk away.

It was only sex. Sex with Callum had been mind-blowingly good. There wasn’t any reason she couldn’t enjoy it again as long as she held herself apart. It had been so long. And tomorrow morning, she would be on a flight back to her island, where she was surrounded by gorgeous men she couldn’t fuck because they were either an employee or a guest. She was starting over. Shouldn’t she honor her past with one last nice night?

Yeah, her girl parts were super stupid and they were firmly in control.

Cal pressed his hard dick against her and her brain no longer mattered. That dick had been the best she’d ever had and her whole body reacted. It was like her body knew what it had been through in the last ten months and was demanding payment. That big, hard dick was payment for all the pain.

She could handle it. Hell, after what she’d been through, she could handle anything.

 

 

 

 

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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Our Gravity (Suncoast Society #63)

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At thirty-one, Bryce is a damned good attorney, but it feels like that’s all he’s got going for him right now. He’s just about given up on finding a boyfriend, much less a submissive, and his dreams of being a father look increasingly slim. Then mutual friends in the Suncoast Society take over.

Dustin is relatively new to the area. The realtor thinks his friends are wasting their time fixing him up, especially since Bryce is fifteen years younger than him. No younger guy has ever wanted him before. Except this feels like forever in a scary-fast way. Bryce is not only okay with Dustin not wanting kids, he’s also the Dom of Dustin’s dreams.

Enter Kira, Bryce’s lifelong best friend. She’s about to make Bryce’s dreams come true with a devastating price. Dustin knows he owns Bryce’s heart, but can he accept the guy he loves marrying a woman whose last wish is that Bryce be by her side?

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A word of warning. You’ll need lots and lots of boxes of tissues for this one. I sure did. Bryce and Dustin end up meeting through mutual friends during a Suncoast brunch, and despite the 15 year age difference, they end up getting along great. 30-year-old Bryce is a dom and 45-year-old Dustin is a sub. Despite what both have gone through, they end up in a D/s, loving relationship.

Enter Bryce’s best friend Kira, she brings devastating news with her and a decision that could break up Bryce and Dustin’s relationship. What follows is an emotional rollercoaster that only Tymber Dalton could pull off. Not since her earlier book in the series “The Reluctant Dom” have I cried so much. Even the cat Archer had me getting teary-eyed. I don’t usually read M/M books, but this was just an incredible read. 5 Stars just aren’t enough for this.

5stars

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Spy: His Mission. His Orders. His Promise. By Maggie Carpenter

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His Mission. His Orders. His Promise.

By Maggie Carpenter

Buy Link ->-> https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078R3637C/

JAMES BOND + A SPLASH OF FIFTY SHADES = SPY

Natalie Freeman, a headstrong, talented art historian, is staring in shock at the man who broke his promise and her heart two years before. Though her fury at his betrayal still burns in her soul, shes never stopped craving his all-consuming kiss, strong arms and take-charge fervent passion.

But in a split-second her disbelief at seeing him quickly changes to abject fear. If he is discovered they’ll both die a horrible death at the hands of her brutal employer.

Oliver Barton, a dashing British secret agent, has been searching the globe for the love of his life, and to his horror he’s discovered she’s working for a ruthless Russian gangster, Victor Pichenko.

An ancient Roman artifact carrying top secret documents is in the hands of the vicious psychopath. Though Oliver’s mission is to repossess the relic, his priority is to rescue Natalie and win back her heart, but the perilous operation will put them both in grave danger.

James bond move over. There’s a new secret agent in town. A commander who sizzles between the sheets, has the instincts of a wild predator, and the cunning of Machiavelli.

If you enjoy a twisting plot, evil villains, and strong women you’ll love this book. Lose yourself in this exciting espionage romance. Take aim and pull the trigger today.

PUBLISHER’S NOTE: Spy: His Mission. His Orders. His Promise, contains graphic sex, bondage, spanking and violence.

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If you are a fan of spy movies like James Bond, add in some delicious kink and you’ve got yourself Maggie Carpenter’s latest book Spy. Oliver Barton definitely gives 007 a run for his money, and I think he just might have better gadgets.

It’s been two years since Oliver has seen Natalie, the woman he promised he’d get in touch with after a whirlwind romance is interrupted by a hail of bullets. But Natalie is now working for a dangerous Russian art thief who has it in for Oliver. He’s using Natalie as bait, and Oliver has come to not only rescue the woman he loves, but to steal back plans that are vital.

Oliver and Natalie manage to rekindle their romance, while trying to take down two Russian gangsters, an assassin, and help a brilliant hacker escape. There’s all sorts of cool gadgets, and even a moat! I totally enjoyed this story, not only for the steamy D/s scenes, but the adventures our spies had!

5stars

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“When we were separated I wasn’t a monk, but you were always with me, always on my mind, I was always wishing I was with you, and what I was feeling all those months wasn’t some fantasy about a lost love. Now I know it was real. My love for you is real.”

“You’ve made me all gooey.”

“Like soft caramel? Then I’ll have to eat you up,” he purred, moving in and softly kissing her, “but tell me,” he continued, breaking away, “what was it you were thinking about when I walked in?”

“How amazing it is when we have sex.”

“We don’t have sex,” he murmured, moving her lips to her neck. “Sex is mundane, boring, yawnsville.”

“If it’s not sex what is it?”

“It’s bodily obsession,” he said huskily, pulling her t-shirt over her head and pressing his lips to her neck. “It’s all-consuming lust, it’s my devouring you, every part of you, your luscious body, your mind and your heart.”

She was utterly lost before he’d even finished speaking, and as his mouth kissed its way to her breasts and hungrily sucked her nipples, she moaned loudly and raised her chest.

“It’s owning your pussy,” he breathed, slipping his fingers between her legs, “making you wet like this then possessing you with my cock.”

Moving on top of her, he placed his member at her entrance and thrust home, and as he began to stroke she clung to his back, loving the feel of his powerful member and the rasping of his chest hairs against her nipples.

“It’s bending your body to my will, controlling its responses, feeling your willing surrender.”

“Yes,” she bleated, “yes, it’s all those things.”

“I can take you higher and higher,” he purred, his lips at her ear as he accelerated. “You can feel me lifting you.”

“God, Oliver, yes.”

“And I can bring you back down,” he crooned, slowing his strokes, “but still make you feel things.”

Staying buried inside her, he returned his mouth to her breasts, initially lapping, then nipping, making her squeal her protest, then suddenly withdrawing from her depths he kneeled up, deftly flipped her on to her stomach, and pulled her hips into his pelvis.

“It’s also smacking your ass,” he said sternly, landing his hand with a volley of hot smacks, “chastising and dominating you. Beg for more, Natalie!”

“Please, Sir, spank me more.”

“That’s not begging,” he scolded, teasingly rubbing his cock at her entrance. “Try again.”

“Please, Sir, please spank me some more. I need you to, please?”

Thrusting back inside her, he began spanking with one hand, dropping the other against her pussy and searching out her clit. As he urgently massaged the magic nub he could feel her walls pulsing against him, and her groans were growing more fervent. Clasping her hips he began to fuck in earnest, pounding her pussy with quick vigorous strokes.

“It’s taking you to the edge,” he exclaimed, then stopping abruptly he added, “then saying no.”

“Sir,’ she gasped, “please, I can’t stand it. Please let me come?”

“It’s hearing your need,” he said, unexpectedly softening his voice, “and giving it to you.”

Gripping her tightly he began to move, stroking purposefully, slowing building her back up, gaining momentum until her gasp told him it was time. Increasing his speed he rode her forward, and as she let out a series of wild cries, he let himself erupt, shuddering through his powerful climax in unison with hers.

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A BIT ABOUT MAGGIE

Award-winning and best-selling author Maggie Carpenter has published over fifty romance novels, and is the recipient of a number Romance Reviews awards spanning a variety of genres. Her readers describe her work as, romantic, funny, suspenseful, beyond a five-star read, and exciting romance with a ton of surprises.

Her work includes a best-selling twelve-book contemporary cowboy series, Cowboys After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2ihCNtp), a warrior fantasy trilogy, Warriors After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2iE0cDa) contemporary love stories, and several Victorian romances. His Willful Bride was a #1 best-seller for many weeks and a BookBub Feature Deal. Her most recent series, Alpha Male Masters, (http://amzn.to/2vyj5go) offers undercover agents, bodyguards, cowboys, barbarians, Harley riders and billionaires. Her smart, witty, strong-willed heroines bring unexpected challenge, mystery and humor into the lives of passionate, take-charge men.

Maggie has a history in show-business both in front of and behind the camera, but moved from Los Angeles to live in the Pacific Northwest to pursue her writing. She is an equine enthusiast who rides every day, and writes until the wee hours of the morning when her eyes close only because they must.

This author loves to hear from readers. You can contact her through her website: http://www.MaggieCarpenter.com. Find her on Amazon at http://www.Amazon.com/author/maggiecarpenter. To sample her work for free and subscriber to her newsletter go to www.3FreeBooks.com.

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Spanking Romance Review Awards

Best BDSM Contemporary Romance
The British Billionaire Bachelor (Runner up 2015)

Best Regency/Victorian Romance

His Willful Bride 2015

The Wanton Widow 2016

Best Contemporary Western Spanking Romance

When A Cowboy Loves A Woman 2015

Her Forbidden Cowboy 2016

Best Paranormal Spanking Romance

Warrior and the Mischievous Witch

Best Medical BDSM Romance

Her Doctor in Charge

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Saved (Honor Bound Book 1) by Angel Payne

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He saved her life…she saved his soul.

Garrett Hawkins is the most valuable asset to his Special Forces unit, because, frankly, the guy doesn’t care if he lives or dies anymore. Since the love of his life, Sage Weston, was kidnapped and killed with her medical unit a year ago, Garrett has turned the shell of his soul into the armor of a finely tuned fighting machine. Being the first tapped for the unit’s craziest missions is just fine by him. The less time for memories and the agony they carve into his soul, the better.

It’s a plan that works, until Garrett’s world is upended one night in the jungles of Thailand. Memories become reality when the unit is called to rescue a group of kidnapped aid workers, and they discover Sage and her teammate among the retrieved women. Now that Sage is back in his arms, Garrett doesn’t know what to do. He has changed in dramatic ways, especially in the darker tastes of his passion. If he touches Sage again, he’ll want to claim her, restrain her…dominate her.

Is Sage’s love strong enough to let Garrett back in, not only as her fiancé but her Dominant? Can she trust that visiting the new shadows of his life will lead her to ecstasy and not ruin? Or can Garrett’s discipline be exactly what her soul needs to find its way back to life—and love—again?

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The WILD boys of special forces are back! Angel Payne’s has brought back her WILD Boys and given them new life and new covers. There are also rumored to be new stories coming to the series, which has now been renamed Honor Bound.

Book one is the story of Garrett and Sage. Garrett has been in mourning for the past year thinking Sage is dead, and he gets the surprise of his life when he finds out that Sage is alive when he is one of the woman he rescues in Thailand on a mission. Garrett brings Sage home, but there are a couple of problems. One, Garrett denies his dominant nature, even though Sage wants him to control her in the bedroom. And her kidnapper isn’t quite shut down like she thinks he is.

This was just as great a read the second time around as it was the first time around! I loved all of the characters, and I’m totally looking forward to reading the rest of this series again!

5stars

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