When he can no longer resist the temptation to make her his in every way…

… will it cost him the one person he cherishes above all others?

Guess who I have visiting me today? 

 

B.J. Wane

 

I love her books and this is another one I have read and enjoyed!

 

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Tamara Barton had lusted after Connor Dunbar ever since she was old enough to know what those stirrings meant whenever he was near.  Connor’s refusal to see her as anything but the young girl he’d befriended and protected for years soon drives them apart, but not before she catches an up-close, personal glimpse of him exerting the dominant control she’d heard rumors about.

Connor regretted the harsh words he’d spoken to Tamara when he caught her spying on him as much as his lustful response to the look of need reflected on her face.  He’d been looking after the neighboring girl since the moment he saw her falling off her first horse at the age of ten and didn’t plan on stopping now she was a grown woman who thought she wanted their relationship to go in a different direction.  He knew his sexual proclivities were not for the young, sweet kid he was so fond of, and wouldn’t jeopardize their special bond by giving in to her desires.

But Tamara always had a way of getting what she wanted and when he saw she was serious about becoming a member of the private BDSM club he owned with his brother and best friend, Connor discovered he didn’t want her submitting to anyone but him.  When he learned she’d kept things from him that could have impacted her welfare, would he allow his failure to be there for her drive another wedge between them or finally embrace a life with her at his side as more than just a cherished friend?

 

NOT ENOUGH?

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Excerpt Rated R

“Stubborn minx,” he muttered under his breath as he checked the cuffs for tightness and then plucked an ice cube from the glass he’d set on the floor. “No talking unless you need to use one of the safewords,” he instructed as he trailed the frigid cube up the inside of her right leg.
“Red, I’ll stop and end the scene and escort you out to your car.” He slid under her skirt a few inches and then pushed to his feet, leaving a line of goosebumps down her leg and a burning desire for more. With his eyes on hers, Connor brought the ice to her neck and traced a path around her collar bone. “Yellow if you’re unsure of something or need me to pause.” She shivered as her body heat melted the ice into a cold trickle down her chest, his eyes warming her even more as they followed it. “Green if you’re fine with me continuing. And, Tam?” His gaze whipped back to her face. Gripping her hair with his free hand, he tugged her head back. “I’ll know if you lie.”

The pull on Tamara’s scalp coupled with Master Connor’s stern tone and hot look sent her pulse soaring, the combined effect astonishing. “I’ve never lied to you,” she reminded him, determined not to let him push her into retreating.
He smiled, the teasing grin all the girls fell for, the one she’d never been able to resist returning. “True, little one. Get ready.”
That was his only warning before he circled her nipple with the ice, the frigid cold
drawing the puckered tip into a tighter pinpoint. A low moan vibrated in her chest as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. The hard frame failed to render an uncomfortable distraction from what she agreed to submit to; instead, the smooth wood and secure bonds provided security for her quaking body and offered only two choices for her to consider—stay or go. The minute she’d seen Connor coming toward her, the choice had been inevitable.
Tamara gasped, a small startled cry wrenched from her throat as Connor bared her other breast and tormented that nipple with another ice cube. Her torso broke out in goosebumps but the heat emanating from the nearness of his much bigger, broader body and occasional brush of his denim-clad legs against hers added enough warmth to keep her senses stirred up and vacillating between discomfort and arousal.
“Give me a color, Tam.”
His deep voice resonated between them, drawing more heat, making her ache for more.
“Green.”
“Green what?” he reminded her with a pinch on her thigh.
“Master Connor.” Oh God, why did that have to sound so right?
He brushed his fingers over the small throb and praised her. “Very good. Take a deep breath.”
“Why?” she asked, keeping her eyes closed against the onslaught of rioting sensations he kept stirred up as she fought the growing need to beg for his hands on her.
“Because I’m going to do this.”
With a quick shift of his hand under her skirt, he slid the ice inside her panties, withdrew his fingers and cupped between her legs to move the cube around. Tamara screeched in shock, her eyes flying open as she gasped and writhed in the restraints. To her astonishment, the inability to free herself combined with the numbing effect of the ice heated her blood into a torrential molten rush through her veins. Or maybe it was the warmth of Connor’s palm through the thin silk of her panties that was responsible for her off-the-charts response. His low chuckle in her ear didn’t help.
“You should have obeyed my directive without questioning me. Let’s try again. Deep
breath.”
This time she didn’t hesitate, just sucked in as much air as possible and looked down.
Watching his hand move under her skirt, he pulled what was left of the ice out of the front of her panties and around to the back, sliding his hot hand and the icy cube over her bare buttocks.
“Connor,” she groaned, thrusting her pelvis forward in a silent plea for more of his touch, for something to ease the throbbing ache in her pussy.
Pulling his wet hand from her panties, he smacked her thigh. “Ow! What was that for?” she demanded, glaring at him despite how that sudden burn ramped up her arousal.
“Speaking and not addressing me properly. Color.”
She narrowed her eyes, rising to the challenge etched on his face. “Green, Master
Connor.”

 

I know, now you’re hungry for true… right?

 

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MORE ABOUT B.J.

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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Cami had one dream she refused to give up on:

Sawyer Knight

Its finally here!

 

Camille’s Second Chance

by

Alyssa Bailey

 

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“We’re going to the ranch. This Daddy is taking care of all his little ones.”

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 The Knight brothers knew how to raise livestock and tame women 

 

Before she was twenty-one, Camille Hendrix had been lied to, cheated on, assaulted twice, forced into a loveless marriage, divorced, and left to fend for herself with one baby and another on the way. She had also been loved by a man she left without a word of explanation and missed every day of her life. Now, with a nursing degree and two preschoolers she was determined to return to her hometown and make a life, if possible, with the only man she ever loved. But was it too much to ask? Someone in town thought so.

Sawyer Knight was the most sought-after playboy in three counties and probably more. Everyone knew the woman he loved had suddenly left town without a word. Since then, Sawyer could be seen most weekends at the Whet Whistle, kicking up dust, getting toasted, and going home with a different woman. No woman was permanent in his life and Sawyer made that known loud and clear, until Cami came back to town. She was divorced, a mother, and life weary but when he laid eyes on her in his brother’s house, she was still the most beautiful, feisty woman he’d ever seen. Maybe more than ever because her strength of character shone through the battle scars and his heart immediately yearned for her. If he claimed her this time, he wouldn’t let her go without a fight. It seemed the first opponent had already entered the ring.

This is book two in the Clearwater Ranch series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of mystery, suspense, sensual scenes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

 

Excerpt

Untangling his hands from her hair, he pulled her up towards his lips as she kissed his torso on her way back up to his face.

“My turn, now,” he whispered in a strangled harsh voice.

“Not fair, you stole some of my time.”

“Never said I was fair. It’s Daddy’s turn. Now climb on like a good girl.”

“I still get to ride?” she asked eagerly as she positioned herself just right to mount him. “What kind are you?”

“What kind?”

“What kind of horse?”

His deep chuckle made her tummy flip. “You’re riding the cowboy, baby. They are so much more inventive.”

He brought her down onto his cock, fully seating her over him. Claiming her, showing her, he not only took care of his woman, but he also took her. He held her in one position while he pumped her for a while and then allowed her to ride him. As she began to tingle from the friction of the pounding of her clit on every meeting of their pelvises, he demanded something he’d never said to her before.

“Touch yourself, Camille. Bring yourself off.”

“What? I can’t do that. It’s embarrassing.”

“Can you argue with Daddy?”

“No, but I can argue with my boyfriend.”

“Fiancé,” he growled. “But when we’re in here, you don’t talk back. Daddy rules this room, not his little girl.”

“Fuck that.”

“I’m trying to,” he said as he slowed his movements. He released her hips and brought her down, chest to chest. The next thing she felt and heard was an explosion on her butt, then another one. Over and over she felt the sharp slaps on her butt as he continued to pump slowly.

“Please, it hurts.”

“Would you like another chance to do as I said?”

Camille didn’t know how she’d touch herself in front of him but somehow, she would. She nodded. “Yes. I can try.”

He nodded and helped her sit up straight on his staff then watched as she tentatively inched towards her clit. Two thigh slaps made her inch faster. Don’t think about it, just do it. She touched herself and it felt forbidden. That gave it more power and she was soon rubbing and circling her fleshy nerve center as he pumped faster.

“God, that is so damn sexy, woman.”

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~MEET ALYSSA~

Alyssa Bailey is a USA Today and International best-selling author. She loves writing realistic romance for the naughty in all of us. Power exchange adventures between strong, intelligent, sassy women who aren’t afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe despite her choices is a common theme.

Family and community is important to Alyssa and it’s one reason she loves series. She is expanding her horizons and comfort zone with every new book; that’s exciting. Sometimes, suspense and mystery stirs the plot, other times, it’s crazy day to day angst and danger. Whatever goes on before, there’s always a happily ever after ending.

You can find Alyssa online:

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Book ONE in the Clearwater Ranch series

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LOOK! How cool is this?

This is really cool! Not only was I privileged to be on this anthology with some incredible authors, but we made USAToday and

NOW This…

 

Love, Christmas made it to the Best Movies eBooks of All Time

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I’m happy to announce that my book, “Love, Christmas – Movies You Love (The Holiday Series Book 2)”, made it to BookAuthority’s Best Movies eBooks of All Time:
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BookAuthority collects and ranks the best books in the world, and it is a great honor to get this kind of recognition. Thank you for all your support!
The book is available for purchase on Amazon.

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Submitting to the Sheriff by BJ Wane

Hello!

While you are waiting with bated breath for my newest book, Camille’s Second Chance book 2 in the Clearwater Ranch series, I wanted to share with you an incredibly good read.  I loved all three books and I know you will too. 

Submitting to the Sheriff, Cowboy Doms, Book 2

by

BJ Wane

 

She fell for his voice and then his strict control, but would she learn to trust him before it was too late?

 

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After overhearing two crooked Chicago cops plotting against her, Avery Pierce goes on the run, not knowing who she can trust. When her low finances force her to take a job as a sex phone operator, she struggles with her inexperience. When a caller senses her desperation and inexperience and offers assistance, she’s tempted to agree.

As soon as Sheriff Grayson Monroe meets the new waitress at his favorite diner, something about her strikes a familiar chord. When he sees her enter The Barn, his BDSM club, the desire to get to the bottom of her evasive eyes and answers to his probing questions takes hold. He’s determined to find out who she really is and what is troubling her.

After an icy mishap, Master Grayson has finally run out of patience. One way or another, Avery will tell him the truth. But is it too late? Has danger already found her? Can Grayson come to her rescue or will she lose everything she has just gained?

Publisher’s Note: This is book two in the Cowboy Doms series but can be read as a standalone. This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only and contains elements of power exchange, adult language, sensual scenes, danger, mystery and suspense. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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Grayson experienced another tug of familiarity at her mumbling; something about the way she uttered that word poking at his memory. Frustrated, he asked her point blank, “What’s your last name?”

She jerked and tried to step back, but he held onto her hand, refusing to let her go far. “If that’s a requirement for your… guidance, then…”

“It’s not,” he cut her off. “I still can’t shake the feeling I know you, that we’ve met before.” When she shifted her eyes over his shoulder, more suspicions kicked in. Reining in the urge to demand answers, he changed tactics, reaching out with his free hand to grab the thick braid of caramel colored hair resting between her shoulders and using it to pull her closer. She flinched, whether from the sound of wood smacking against bare flesh or from his hold, he couldn’t tell, but she made no attempt to pull away from him. “Did Sydney mention the club safeword?”

She nodded, the top of her head ramming his chin. Her face reddened with her apology. “Sorry. Yes, she said it was red.”

“Excellent. Remember it. And if you return after tonight, wear your hair down and change into a skirt or shorts.” He watched her pulse flutter in her throat as he pressed her body flush with his and he ached to see what other responses he could pull from her with a simple order or touch.

Avery gulped and then nodded again. “Okay. Where are we going?” she asked as he released her hair and moved away from the other couple after catching another glare from Cassie. Under other circumstances, he would deal with her insolence in a way Cassie wouldn’t care for but thought it best if Avery didn’t see that side of their lifestyle yet.  

Grayson had seen and dealt with his share of confused, reluctant women, but none more baffled than Avery as he led her upstairs to the loft and started to explain each piece of equipment. But curiosity kept her going, overriding embarrassment and confusion. “This is a fucking swing.” He lifted a dangling strap attached to the webbed seat, a cuff hooked on the end. “I’m sure you can imagine how I can restrain someone on it. But nothing can settle the mind better than first-hand experience. Hop on.” He patted the seat, challenging her with his gaze. She possessed the most expressive face, every thought and insecurity portrayed in her eyes and around her mouth. Small, white teeth sank into her plump, bottom lip, tempting him to deliver his own bite to that soft flesh.

Avery shook her head and tried to back away even though curiosity and interest shone in her eyes. Tightening his grip, he held her in place. “I was just going to watch, not participate.”

“Watching is fine for titillation, but only goes so far to appease curiosity. Sit on it and I’ll only restrain one wrist. That will be enough to give you a small example of what bondage is like, and if it might be for you.”

Grayson held his breath as she looked back at the swing, even though he enjoyed watching her sort through her feelings and the option he presented her. When she nodded and handed him her now empty beer bottle, he released his pent-up breath with relief, surprising himself by how much he wanted to push her.

 

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Cowboy Doms

 

AUTHOR BIO:

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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