His hot touch was the only escape from the invasive cold.
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His experienced touch coaxed her out of the darkness into the light, but will another threat to her sanity jeopardize their future?
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BLURB:
Will they both let their reluctance to admit they want more from the other cost them everything?
Nan Meyers returns to her beloved hometown of Willow Springs a broken woman, ten months after leaving for what was supposed to be a short vacation with her brother. For years she’d enjoyed an active sexual lifestyle at the local BDSM club owned by her friends, but the trauma she endured while away has stripped her of those pleasures, leaving her determined to get her life back.
Dan Shylock greets the news of his friend and favorite submissive’s return with relief. After Nan cut off all communication with him and her other friends several weeks after going on vacation, her silence had both worried and angered him. Seeing the changes in her upon her return stirs up his suspicions, and when she reveals hints of suffering from an abusive trauma, his protective instincts and determination to help her kick into high gear.
As Dan slowly coaxes Nan back into embracing the pain induced pleasures she once loved, their growing feelings for each other come to the surface. But before either can come to terms with how they feel, the truth about the strange mishaps Nan has been experiencing almost costs her her life. Will Dan get there in time to save her?
This is book four in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary Western romance contains elements of ménage, mystery, suspense, and power exchange.
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Her golden eyes blazed with a need that shredded his control.
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EXCERPT:
“The sub I remember would have vibrated with excitement at the mention
of punishment and jumped to embrace the prospect.”
That deep voice, the only one to slither past the fear and pain numbing
her mind during three days of huddling in cold, complete darkness, now
drew a wave of rippling uncertainty. After taking another long drink,
she swiveled to face Dan, leaned forward with a small grin and managed
to pull up the old Nan still struggling to re-emerge.
“Master Dan. For you, I might change my mind.”
Apparently, she wouldn’t make a good actress. His narrowed dark eyes
and tight set to his mouth signaled he saw through her attempt to flirt
and tease with him. She didn’t like the calculated gleam that entered
his eyes as he removed his hat and tossed it on the bar top. He fisted his
hands on his hips, drawing her gaze to the thick, wide belt around
his waist and she recalled the sting of the supple leather snapping across
her buttocks. The quick, welcome rush of heat subsided as he held out his
hand, a silent invitation he’d issued, and she’d accepted, countless times before.
Nan started to reach for him, ignoring the churning in her gut, determined
to move forward no matter what, when the sudden whoosh and snap
of leather striking bare skin followed by a high-pitched screech echoed
down from the loft and pitched her back into that dark space where the
same sound had delivered waves of excruciating agony. Bile pushed up
to clog her throat and freeze her acceptance of Master Dan’s offer. She
squeezed her eyes shut, the only way to keep from looking up at the
source of another flesh-connecting snap. Jerking as if struck, the memory
of searing pain splitting her skin and blood dripping swept back to haunt her.
“Breathe, Nan.” Master Dan emphasized that command by pushing her head
down and massaging the tight muscles of her upper back.
She fought the swell of despair and humiliation as hard as she struggled
to breathe in. I’m still as much of a pathetic mess as I was months ago.
The thought pissed her off as fast as that sound hurled her back to a place she never wanted to go again.
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His experienced touch coaxed her out of the darkness into the light, but will another threat to her sanity jeopardize their future?
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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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