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She works so hard to earn a place in the world, but
all he wants is for her to find a place in his heart.
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Alyssa
Sanders has taken care of herself since she was too young to do so. But she’s
all grown up and ready to get her life on the right track. She heads to Chicago with her life savings
and a few prospects. She expects to get a job, find an apartment and get on her
way of settling down. What she doesn’t expect is to find her new boss not only
severely attractive and Dominant, but the son of an old friend.
Alex Trebelli
would do anything for his father, so when he’s asked to escort an old friend’s
daughter to dinner he doesn’t hesitate to agree. Except the daughter isn’t the
small town young woman his father described. She’s all grown up, full of beauty
and curves, and a submissive nature that draws out his dominant side.
When Alex
explains he won’t be her friend, he can’t just be her friend, he wants more, he
wants to be her dominant, her boyfriend, she has to decide if she’s going to
take the leap. She’s never been good at a full time D/s relationship, but Alex
makes her feel safe and secure. She finds him easy to be with, even when he’s
being overprotective and bossy.
Can she manage to put aside her fears
of failure, and self-doubt and give them a real chance, or will she chose the
safer route and keep clear of his sexy smile, and dominant ways?
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Excerpt
"Seven."
Alyssa croaked out. The bite of his scratches distracted her from the fire of
his belt but only for a moment.
"Seven
it is. Seven lashes then the belting will be over. No, don't pout." Was he
laughing? "Once the belting is done, the fucking can begin," he
promised her.
She took several deep breaths. She felt his presence, could hear
his words, but everything appeared further away. A buzzing sensation
took over her mind and her body, a pleasant hum that drowned out the loud noise
in her head.
The
first lash struck, and she stumbled forward a step from the force of it. She
jumped right back into place and bent forward a bit to push her ass out and
steady her stance. "Nice," he said approvingly and the second blow
crossed her ass and a groan escaped her. From the pleasure or the pain, she
couldn't tell. It all mingled so well together she couldn't pinpoint where one
began and the other stopped. The third and fourth lash came quickly, giving her
no time to register the burn of the leather. "Your ass is so red, so
brilliantly hot." He sounded out of breath as the fifth and sixth strike
of the belt met the curve of her ass. She sucked in her breath at the sharp
sting and moved up to her tip toes. "Back down, baby. One more." He
waited until she was planted on her feet again.
She
squeezed her eyes shut, both anticipating and dreading the last feel of the
leather. Her mind reeled and her body hummed, it would all be over after one
more lash. She didn't want it to end, but she trusted that he knew when to
continue and when to stop. The snap of the leather echoed in the small hotel
room before she felt the effect of the harshest lash yet. She cried out and
stumbled forward, letting go of her hands she caught herself on the window
ledge and took gulping breaths.
His
hands were on her, rubbing her ass and her back while she focused on her
breathing. "It's okay, baby. I got you." He helped her to stand and
wrapped his arm around her. When had he taken his shirt off? She nuzzled into
his bare chest, feeling safe in the warmth of his skin. He stroked her back and
placed kisses to her head until her breathing calmed and her mind settled back
into the present reality. Pulling back, she smiled up at him. His concerned
look washed away with his own grin. "There you are." He brushed a
lock of hair from her eyes.
"I
believe I was promised a fucking?" She reminded him breathlessly, reaching
up to kiss his lips. Her lips may have initiated the contact, but it was he who
controlled it. His hands snaked into her hair, holding her firmly in place
while his tongue demanded entrance. Every nerve fiber in her body exploded into
action with his hot kiss. Her lips swollen and face flushed while he gazed down
at her with fervor.
"Yes,
you were." He kissed the tip of her nose. "But I have something else
in mind first." Without any preamble his fingers were on her nipples
pinching. She grimaced and squealed at the onset of the piercing sensation.
"Good girl." He kissed her mouth tentatively and increased the
pressure on her nipples. He released her, bending lower to take one breast into
his mouth and soothe the burn he'd caused. His wet tongue lapped over the taut
peak. Her legs felt wobbly, and the lust he ignited in her threw her off
balance. She gripped his shoulders while he moved to the other breast again
capturing it in his mouth and using the heat of his tongue to send her into
another frenzy of erotic longing.
"Alex."
She pleaded and he responded by nipping her with his teeth. "Alex!"
She groaned, and he chuckled. "Please."
"Ah, there's the magic word." He made quick
work of sweeping her up in his arms and carrying her the few steps to the king
sized bed where he deposited her. She leaned up on her elbows watching him as
he unbuttoned his slacks and dropped them to the floor, his boxers with them.
She drank in his hard body with such desire she had to remind herself not to fling
herself from the bed and tackle him to the ground.
ALSO IN THE WINDY CITY SERIES
HIDDEN HEART, BOOK 1
A
woman given up on love, second guesses her solitary life when meeting a man who
won’t take no for an answer and opens her eyes to an entire world of pleasure
she didn’t know existed before him.
SECURED HEART, BOOK 2
A headstrong, fiery woman seeks to fulfill her fantasies in all the
wrong places, and it’s up to the security expert to tame her, and keep her
safe.
AUTHOR
BIO
Measha Stone lives in the western suburbs of
Chicago with her husband and their children. She is a member of Romance Writers
of America, and graduated Summa Cum Laude with a degree in Creative Writing
from Southern New Hampshire University. Her vanilla writing has been published
in the online magazine efiction and the DuPage Writers Group annual journal Possibilities. When she’s not writing,
she’s reading and spending time with her kids- who are just as creative and
crazy as her.
Social Media
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Twitter: @measha_stone
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Author
Questions
So first, of course, the obvious
question. How did you become a writer? I’ve
been doing it since I was a little kid. I didn’t really think anything of it
until my mom pointed it out to me much later.
In Junior High we had to write a short story for the open house, and all
the other kid’s stories were one page, a few paragraphs, mine was the only one
that took two pages and had dialogue and everything. She knew then I was going
to be a writer. When she told me that story, I figured, hey, she’s right! Silly, that I needed someone else to say it
in order for me to know it, but writing stories was just something I did for
fun, to entertain myself.
Are you working on a new book right now?
Yes. I’m working on a dark erotic romance. My first ever, and it’s
terrifying to write because it pulls me out of my comfort zone of completely
consensual spankings, and sexual encounters. On the other hand, it’s completely
hot and exciting, so it’s a daily roller coaster ride.
How much of the book is realistic? Hopefully, all of it.
With this series, I tried to convey as true of a BDSM relationship as I
could. People make mistakes, ego’s get
in the way, and being in a BDSM relationship doesn’t change that- but how those
issues are worked out is what’s different.
There’s a lot of love and trust that goes into a BDSM relationship, and
I wanted to convey that with this series. It’s not all red rooms and tainted
pasts.
What book are you reading now? I’m reading 3 books right now.
Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members. Blushing Authors have been a huge help,
especially with this release. Everyone is so helpful and genuine. It’s been a
great experience and hopefully the first of many.
What do you like to do when you’re not
writing? I still have a day job, but
in the off hours, if I’m not writing, or thinking about writing, I’m usually
curled up with a book. If my kids happen to actually be home instead of off
playing with friends, we’ll spend time together watching old sitcoms on
Netflix, or having a family game night.
Does Prince Charming exist? Yes! Everyone’s version of what he looks like is
different, but he’s out there. For some,
he’s an Alpha male that won’t give an inch and is unreasonably strict, to
other’s he writes poetry and sings her sonnets- and anything in between. I lean
toward the relentless Alpha myself, and have been lucky in that department.
Which body part would you choose to get
a tattoo done? I celebrated my first
book with Blushing Books by getting a tattoo of a heart on my right wrist. I’m planning to get two more, another heart
design on my ankle, and one on the top of my foot the words “Happily Ever
After”.
The furthest I have traveled was to: Germany. My husband was in the Army when we married
and was stationed in Darmstadt, Germany. It was a great time, even though I was
far away from family and friends. I was sad to hear the base has been shut down
since then.
Do you like your handwriting? Absolutely not!
My father always called it chicken scratch, and I have to agree. It’s
horrible. I have a love/hate feeling when someone asks me to sign their book,
because it’s just so bad.
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