Welcome to The Paranormal G-spot and The Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop!
I'm excited for this kinky hop because I have a kinky book coming out very soon!!!
The Dom with a Safeword releases HALLOWEEN! And I'm giving away 3 ARC e-copies of the book to one winner - open Internationally - at the end of the hop!!! Yes, THREE!!! Just fill out the rafflecopter below.
And as a special treat, I have a sexy little excerpt from The Dom with a Safeword below. But first, here's the blurb:
Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blonde Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own. Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q to get into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.
Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?
“So what kind of punishment do you think you’ve earned?” He swaggered toward them, a gleam in his eye. With a slow nod, he drew Q to her feet and led her to the scaffolding. From up under the lip of the platform, he pulled down a set of leather cuffs that trailed a length of rope.
“Really? That’s not even fair!” Q glowered. “You planned this out ahead of time and were just looking for a reason.”
“No.” He grinned wryly. “With two naughty girls around I need to try to stay a step ahead.” Without warning his eyes turned to flint. “Now are you going to cooperate with the cuffs, or are we doing this the hard way?”
Q weighed her options, and decided to play along. After all, she’d been hoping that today wasn’t just going to be about home improvement. She shoved her wrists out to him.
He shook his head. “Not so fast. Lose the clothes.”
She furrowed her brow. “What? All of them? I just laughed because she was laughing! I couldn’t help it.” Tugging at the bottom of her t-shirt, she was thankful she’d had the foresight to wear one of her nicer sets of under things. But she still didn’t want to part with her clothes. Not yet.
He arched a brow. “Keep bra and panties on for now. I can always cut them off if they get in the way.” His steely gaze made her want to obey. At least for now.
Blushing, she pulled off her shirt and shucked her shorts then kicked them off to the side. She offered her wrists more politely this time, and Jude fastened the cuffs on her while making no secret of perusing her body. A trickle of moisture dampened her underwear. With the rope he tied her arms above her head to an o-ring hidden under the scaffolding platform. A few feet to her right he pulled out an already paint-splattered chair and sat down.
“Come here, Sabrina.” He held out a hand. Q hoped this wasn’t freaking her out. “Ah, ah,” he corrected. “Did I say you could get up? Crawl.”
Q winced and waited for Sabrina to tell him off. There was an obvious sound of indignation, but after that there was nothing but the slide of skin on hardwood. Sabrina’s expression read half angry, half aroused. The sight of her smooth tanned thighs – more exposed when the dress was rucked up for crawling – made Q squirm where she stood. She wished she could follow behind her and watch her move.
When she arrived and knelt beside him, Jude patted his lap expectantly.
“You... you want me to sit on your lap?” Sabrina asked. Q could hear the hope in her voice.
“Over my lap, little one. Face down, to be more precise.”
Hmm...any idea where this is going? He he.
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