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Billionaire CEO of Blakely Incorporated, Natasha runs her
empire with an eagle eye for every detail. She’s an obsessive, compulsive,
micromanaging hard-ass, consumed by the need to control every aspect of her
life and her business.
But underneath that seemingly strong façade, Natasha is a
swirling mess of anger, anxiety and sexual addiction. Only her therapist, Dr.
Benson, knows how close she is to burning out...or exploding. He insists on a
radical form of treatment – Submission Therapy – knowing that it’s her only
hope.
Skeptical but intrigued, Natasha agrees to attend the first
session. What she finds there is an erotically-charged environment that will
forgive none of her habitual bad behavior. And a steely-eyed man who seems to
read her every desire - even the ones she won’t admit to herself.
Will Natasha learn what it means to submit? Or will she
allow her brittle pride to rob her of what she truly needs?
EXCERPT:
© November 2012 by Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas
Master Sweet rested his hand back
in my hair. “Natasha, it’s time to begin.”
He fisted that hand again,
reigniting the heat in my scalp, while his other swept down my calf and stopped
at my red-black two-toned peek-a-boo toe Louboutin pumps.
“What size do you wear, Natasha?”
He drew the shoes off one at a time.
“Six.”
“Yet you have size eight feet.”
“Guys exaggerate their dicks,
girls shrink their feet.”
He turned his already-tight fist,
pulling a sharp breath into my lungs. “That kind of language is a privilege.
One you’ve not earned.”
I couldn’t speak through the
tension in my body, and I couldn’t nod without risking searing pain. Thankfully
Master Sweet eased his grip just enough to allow my voice back.
“Yes.”
“You will address me as Master
Sweet, or simply Master.”
“Yes, simply Master.” I tensed
up, ready for him to squeeze again. Instead he shocked me by pushing forward,
overbalancing me until I was on hands and knees, my cheek buried in the carpet.
His pelvis nudged up against my ass, and he was definitely packing something
hard in there.
He took a long, deep breath in.
“I do so enjoy these early stages.”
“Yes, Master,” said the toadying
redhead.
He brought his free hand back
down to my feet. He appeared to still be addressing his off-sider. “Look at the
deep lines her shoes have carved. The rich redness of constriction.”
“Yes, Master.”
His breath seemed to falter for a
moment. “It will be exquisite to see this all over her body.”
All over my body? What
exactly was that supposed to mean?
I should have known better. Never agree to a deal without the terms being
spelled out in a contract. Business 101. “Listen, Mister Sweets. Unconventional
sex therapy is one thing, but no one is putting any kind of marks on my body.
Are we clear?” I threw his condescending words back at him.
“Do you understand what it means
to submit?”
His callous tone caught me off
guard, but I quickly recovered.
“I have underlings for that.”
“So you see submission as a form
of weakness.”
“Absolutely. I bow to no one.”
“You do now. “ The finality of
his words was chilling.
Willsin Rowe falls in love
with a scent, a playful expression or an act of casual intimacy more easily
than with physical beauty. When confronted by any combination of those elements
he is a lost cause. He has done many things over and over, done even more
things only once, and half-done more things than he cares to admit. He loves to
sing and doesn’t let his voice get in the way. He is intelligent but not
sensible. He is passionate but fearful. He is not scruffy enough or stylish
enough to be cool.
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Hunger
Christmas time in
Brisbane is always so hot and muggy you could drink it from a bowl.
Brett Freeman
feels the heat like anyone, but for more than 15 years it’s been nothing to do
with the climate and everything to do with Corinne. Only one thing stands
between Brett and his perfect woman: her husband, Darren.
Despite that
stumbling block, Darren and Corinne consider Brett their best friend. They’ve
watched in despair as he’s tossed away good relationships simply because, in
his mind, no woman could ever compare to Corinne.
Then, one muggy
Christmas Eve, a friendly visit takes a bizarre turn. Secrets are shared, an
incredible present is offered, and for Brett, life will be changed forever.
Every beginning
comes from an ending.
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The Three Day Hump
Luther has a solid
career as a lawyer and is married to a famous lingerie model. His life has
grown comfortable, and he can’t remember how it felt to truly want
something…anything.
Opal is young,
debatably single, and has lived a life poor in everything but experience. She
exudes a lush darkness and it draws Luther to her.
He suddenly
remembers desire.
Their flirting
turns physical; lust turns to obsession, obsession to addiction. They can’t see
a future, but they can think of nothing but the present. They don’t know how to
stop, they only know they need to.
An urban myth
tells that three days of abstinence will break the back of an addiction. They
hole up together in a hotel for a long weekend.
Naked.
Can their
addiction be beaten? Maybe. But first, they need to make it over the three-day
hump.
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Lightning
From the fun and
frivolous to the poignant and deeply personal, this collection of flash and
short erotic fiction has a little taste of everything. Tales of crossed paths
and crossed lines; of fate and fancy; changes, chances and choices.
With flash
stories boiled and brewed until only the essence remains, and longer works that
simmer and spit, you’re sure to find something to tickle you right where you
need it. And with author commentary before each story, you could call this the
director’s cut!
Katie
Katie Salidas is a Super Woman!
Endowed with special powers and abilities, beyond those of mortal women, She
can get the munchkins off to gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim
lessons. She can put hot food on the table for dinner while assisting
with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, She still finds the time to keep the
hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this and still have time
to write.
And if you can believe all of those lies, there
is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale…
Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas,
Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing
sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is
her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of
entertainment.
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Oh how I LOOOOOVE well written Dom books. This tantalizing short has just sizzled its way to the top of my yummy list!! It's sexy, realistic, and did I mention uber hot? I felt like I was in the book with Natasha! Or maybe I just wished? ...muahahahhah
Natasha is a control freak..hands down. She pulls every and any punch imaginable to get ahead in life. She had everything that anyone could want in life but still wasn't unhappy and her health had been deteriorating on a fast scale. Panic attacks, ulcers, chest pain, and black outs are top on the list and she has tried everything to get them under control but to no avail. Her therapist has had his fill of her attitude and rudeness and has offered her one last chance at a break through or he was through with her. He sends her in for some radical therapy, one with shocking results.
We follow Natasha in her path of re-discovery through an unconventional means, that turns out to be exactly what she needs. These two authors mesh very well together and it comes out in their writing. They are both new authors to me but I will soon be rectifying that!! Excellent Read!!
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read and review this book! We hope part two will be just as satisfying!
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