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Authors: Kris Cook
A Perfect World: An Erotic Science Fiction Short Story (5 page)
“Okay. I’m thinking.”
“And I’m waiting.”
I lost my head. He was demanding a question. I blurted the
first thing that came to my mind. “How good are you at spanking?”
His eyebrows shot up and then immediately came down. The
corners of his sexy mouth turned up ever so slightly. My cheeks burned and my
eyes watered. I’d never been so embarrassed in all my life.
...Excerpt from MIA’S SPANKING DIARY by Kris Cook ©2012
Booklist
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Texas
Wolf Pack Series:
Primal
Desire (coming soon for your Kindle)
Secret
Diaries Series:
Lea’s
Ménage Diary (Spring 2012)
Misty’s
Bondage Diary (Summer 2012)
Ella’s
Leather Diary (Fall 2012)
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About
the Author
A military brat to the core, Kris Cook never put down deep
roots in any particular geographic location. Until Texas. Why? Kris loves the
sun.
A voracious reader, Kris loves many genres of fiction, but
this writer’s favorite books are romances that are edgy, sexy, with rich
characters and unique challenges. Kris’ influences include JR Ward, Lora Leigh,
and Shayla Black.
Kris’ motto: I like cooking up really hot books for my
readers. The hotter, the better.
Kris is also the founder and host of http://
www.righteousperverts.com
, a weekly online author chat
featuring some of the best voices in erotic romance fiction. Guests have
included Melissa Schroeder, Shayla Black, Sophie Oak, Chloe Lang, Eliza Gayle,
Lorelei James, Bella Andre, Mari Carr, Cat Johnson, Lexi Blake and more.
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Read on for excerpts from erotic romance authors Melissa
Schroeder and Lexi Blake:
Now available in digital and in print this coming summer.
Copyright 2012 Melissa Schroeder
For a tough as nails Dom hunting a sadistic serial killer is
nothing compared to losing his heart.
Rome Carino is hunting a predator. One who likes to hurt
submissives and the most popular
BDSM
club’s patrons
are being targeted.
With each fresh
kill, he gets more brazen. Rome knows he just needs one little break, but
before he can make headway, the FBI shows up. Worse, the uptight, buttoned-down
Special Agent Maria Callahan suggests a plan that is dangerous, but worth it
because it might just catch the killer. If Rome can keep his mind on the case
and off the beautiful FBI agent, he'll be just fine.
Maria is still trying to step out of her legendary father's
shadow and knows just how to do it. Luring the killer by posing as Rome's new
sub seems like a good idea. That is, until undercover becomes real life and she
finds herself tangled up with a man who amazes and scares her at the same time.
Her growing attraction to the Honolulu Police Detective is a little too much to
handle. Even knowing that, she can't help falling in love with the tough Dom
and losing herself in the games they play in the bedroom.
Rome is overwhelmed by his need for Maria. He has never had
a sub respond to him the way she does and no matter what he does, he feels
himself slipping off that cliff into love. As their relationship starts to
unfold, he realizes that he will do anything to win her heart, to convince her
to become his sub for a lifetime. But before he can do anything, the killer
turns his attention on Rome and the one thing he holds dear: Maria.
WARNING: The following book contains: A Dom who thinks he
can do no wrong, a new sub who is about to teach him he can, palm trees, a trip
or two to Rough ‘n Ready, a flirty Aussie Dom with questionable motives, old
friends, and a new enemy. Yeah, it might be called Harmless, but you Addicts
know it’s anything but.
Enjoy the following excerpt from
A Little Harmless Submission
:
When they arrived at her hotel, she expected him to drop her
off at the front, but instead, he parked the car. After tossing his keys to the
valet and grabbing the ticket he took her by the elbow and headed to the Tapa
Tower. Amazingly, they found themselves on the elevator alone.
“I don’t care for your methods.” She inwardly winced at her
tone. She sounded like a prude.
He slanted her a look. “Yeah?”
“I understand you might not like it, but being a petulant
child pouting over losing an argument doesn’t make you look good. I won’t take
the silent treatment.”
Before she knew what he was about, he grabbed her wrist
slipped in front of her then released her arm to cage her into the corner of
the elevator.
“If you’re going to play the submissive, you’re going to
have to be a little better at taking orders.”
She couldn’t speak. Her heart was beating so hard she’d bet
he could hear it. She raised her gaze from his chest to his face, and
eventually made eye contact. Good God. Her whole body went on alert at the heat
she saw flaming in the depths of his hazel eyes. She wasn’t afraid of him, but
of the arousal that now slid through her veins at an alarming rate.
“You don’t tell me what to do at the club. That will tell
people right off the bat you aren’t serious about it. And, if you want to play
sub to my Dom, you better get used to doing exactly what I tell you.”
He leaned forward nuzzling her neck. His breath feathered
out over her flesh and she couldn’t stop the shiver. This kind of behavior
shouldn’t be turning her on. Her nipples hardened, her breath tangled in her
throat. She thought she felt his mouth on her skin but the door dinged open and
he pulled back. It took her a second to yank herself out of the sea of lust
he’d tossed her in. He stood by the door, keeping it open as if nothing strange
had happened.
She drew in a deep breath, gathered up her senses and some
of her pride and stepped into the hallway. He walked behind her, a silent
companion but now her nerves were frazzled. What was it about this man? It
wasn’t that she felt she had to prove herself to him.
She stopped at her door and glanced back over her shoulder
at him.
“You didn’t have to do that. I
understand what’s expected of me.”
“Really?”
She fought back the irritation. “I’ve researched it. I would
never suggest this if I didn’t know what I to do.”
He nodded but still looked skeptical.
“I can play the role. You didn’t have to pull that stunt.”
He studied her for a moment, no expression on his face.
Then, he placed his hand on the wall next to her head,
then
leaned closer as he did in the elevator. Gawd, he smelled good. Earthy and
sensual and all wrapped up in a dominant package of a man. She shouldn’t want
to attract him, but everything in her being was telling her to do anything to
get him in her bed.
“What stunt are you talking about?”
For a moment, all she could do was look at his lips as he
spoke. His were full, sensual, and utterly irresistible,
“Callahan.”
She shook herself and tried to remember what they had been
talking about. Great, now she had to embarrass herself with an explanation.
She didn’t want to do this. She understood
she wasn’t attractive to men like Rome. That she could live with. Having to
admit it to him out loud was more than a little awkward.
“I understand that a woman like me would never attract you—“
“What do you mean by that?”
She glanced up and realized he looked genuinely surprised.
“Nothing. Just understand I can play a role and I won’t get
all sappy on you. I want this guy as much as I do.”
Again, he was silent. She hated that, hated the way he
looked at her. It was if he was completely perplexed by her. “Play a role?”
She rolled her eyes and pulled her key card out not able to
look at him anymore.
She was damned
tired and ready to collapse. Add this embarrassment to the mix and she just
wanted to crawl under the covers and forget most of the day.
“When we’re out of the public eye, I understand. You don’t
have to play the role of my lover behind the scenes. It is easy if have
parameters.”
“Callahan.” His voice was quiet but commanding.
“What?”
“Look at me.” The order was soft, but definitely not to be
ignored. She couldn’t if she wanted to. His deep, resonate voice wrapped around
her senses and forced her to do his bidding.
When she finally made eye contact, her whole body went hot
again. The intense look had her trying to swallow, but she found her mouth dry.
He slipped his free hand up to cup her jaw. Without saying a word, he bent his
head down and brushed his mouth against hers. She could feel the heat of him
through their layers of clothing.
He leaned even closer and she could feel his erection. There
was no mistaking that. Just feeling the hot long length of him had every
hormone in her body jumping to attention ready to serve. When he pulled back it
took a few moments to open her eyes again.
The fire in his eyes was still there. His cheeks were
flushed, and she could tell there was a little more than just play-acting
involved.
“Just so you know. Guys like me can be attracted to women
like you.”
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Now available in digital and in print.
Copyright 2011 Lexi Blake
A routine mission…
Sean Taggart is
hunting a deadly terrorist, and his only lead is the lovely Grace Hawthorne.
She's the executive assistant for an employment agency Sean suspects is a front
for illegal activities. To get the truth he is going to have to get very close
to Grace, a task he is all too eager to undertake when he discovers her
deliciously submissive nature.
…turns into a
dangerous seduction
Soon, Grace Hawthorne
is living a double life. By day, she is the widowed mother of two college-aged
sons. By night she submits to Sean's every dark desire. She's living out her
wildest fantasies of pleasure - intimate acts of trust she'd only read about.
As passion engulfs her, a murderer strikes, and Grace learns that Sean has a
deeply hidden agenda. Will Sean choose his mission and break her heart or be
the Master of her dreams?
Enjoy the following excerpt from
The Dom Who Loved Me
:
What was he doing? He’d thought that he could charm Grace
and get the information he needed, but one little encounter with her had Sean
panting and thinking in the long term. He’d so much as told Grace he wanted a
relationship with her. And he did. God help him, he was crazy about her. It was
just one more reason to back off the intimate relationship with Grace.
Sean wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the
bathroom door.
He’d ask Grace if maybe
one of her sons had left behind something he could wear.
Anything would be easier than sitting around
her kitchen almost naked trying to explain that he didn’t want to have sex with
her when his cock so obviously did.
The sight that met him when he opened the door made him stop
in his tracks.
Suddenly every single
thought of leaving Grace further untouched fled as his cock firmly took
command.
Grace sat in the middle of her queen-sized bed.
She was completely naked and on her
knees.
Her palms were up, lying on her
thighs, and her lovely head gazed to someplace on the floor in front of
her.
Her eyes were submissively down,
and long auburn locks flowed around her shoulders like a silky waterfall.
It was the graceful position of a sub waiting
for her dominant partner’s command.
Everything inside Sean responded to it. He’d seen submissives waiting
for him in this position countless times, but his heart leapt at the sight of
Grace. This wasn’t some nameless sub looking for a good time. This was Grace.
She’d never sat in this position for anyone else. Just for him.
“Not on the bed, Grace,” he heard himself saying. “When you
greet me, you do it on the floor.”
She moved quickly and found the position again.
She never looked up at him, merely followed
his command.
Her red hair flowed freely
down her back.
It was wild and wavy from
the humidity.
It went well with her nude
body, making her seem primitive and tempting.
He took in every inch of her lovely, feminine form.
She was petite, but curved in all the right
places.
Her breasts were large and
natural.
Her waist flowed gracefully
into full hips he could grip when he fucked her.
She was the most desirable woman he had ever
seen.
As though he hadn’t just had an
orgasm, his cock fought the cotton of the towel, trying to break free.