His Girl by @meganslayer is going on #tour #romance #bdsm #erotic #blogtour

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Come join the tour with me. I will be awarding a prize pack featuring a necklace made by the author to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter. How cool is that?

Mary Allen’s never been a guy magnet. Most men are put off by her confidence in the workplace. Not Sebastian. He kindles a passion she thought was long dead. After one scene, she’s ready to jump back into the lifestyle. But can a workplace romance really work?

Sebastian Paul came back to the Underground after time away to figure out what he wanted from his life. He can’t escape the desire or the need for the scene, but he hasn’t found his perfect sub—until he spots Mary. He never expected to see her at the club. She works with him, and although she oozes confidence, he notes her desire to submit. He wants Mary as his girl. No question. But will she want him in return?

When passion ignites, love will find a way.

Where will I be? At these tour stops:

1: Romance Novel Giveaways
2: Long and Short Reviews
3: Kimmi Love
4: Jazzy Book Reviews
5: Independent Authors
6: A Hippie’s Bookshelf
7: Author Deborah A Bailey
8: Blog of Author Jacey Holbrand
9: Bookstanista
10: Dena Garson-Real… Hot… Romance
11: Iron Canuck
12: It’s Raining Books
13: Notes From a Romantic’s Heart
14: Punya Reviews…
15: Readeropolis
16: Stormy Nights Reviewing & Bloggin’
17: T’s Stuff
18: The TBR Pile 
19: Tina Donahue Books – Heat with Heart
20: Wake Up Your Wild Side
21: Words of Wisdom from The Scarf Princess
22: Sharing Links and Wisdom
23: The Tired Buyer
24: B-Gina Review
25: BooksChatter
26: Musings From An Addicted Reader
27: Our Families Adventure
28: Rainy Day Reviews
29: The Avid Reader
30: Up ‘Til Dawn Book Blog
31: Dawn’s Reading Nook
32: Reviews by Crystal

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The Times Are A-Changin’ with @meganslayer #romance #writing #market #shenanigans

I tend to be more of a head-down, chugging away kind of author. I’m horrible with trends and keeping up. I like to write what the readers and muse wants.

But things get sticky when the muse doesn’t want to cooperate. Even more so when life spins out of control. Hey, the tot going back to school, critters getting sick and DH changing schedules has been rather difficult for the writing schedule. I know. I should have dedicated time to write. Tell that to my muse. When the muse decides it’s not time, there’s nothing I can do to get the muse in gear. I’ve come to terms with that.

But in the last couple years, a few other curve balls have come my way. One of them, being one of the biggest, is having more than one of my publishers go out of business/shut their doors. I understand this business tends to chew people up and spit them out. Same goes for publishers. For a while there, a ton of new pubs came along, then just as quickly, the pubs disappeared. Others have been stalwarts, but things happen and they’ve opted to close. It happens.

In this climate of change, authors have to adapt. I know I have. One of the ways we adapt is by self-publishing those titles that were with pubs and putting them back out into circulation. We might add a few chapters that are new or re-edit the book to make it fresh, but often times, the authors will just put a new cover on it (because the pubs own the original) and put the book back out. We love to write, but a book doesn’t bring in readers if it’s sitting on the hard drive.

But there are shenanigans afoot. I’ve been accused of putting re-issues out and I have. I make sure I plainly label the books that are re-issues as such because I’d hate for a reader to buy two of the same book. I have two pen names and I had a series that I opted to put all under the same name. Again, labeled re-issue. I had one book that I’d put the wrong name on. It was a Wendi book and I created the cover with my Megan name on it. I’ve let readers know it’s still me.

I can’t speak for anyone else, but I’m still learning in this business. I’ve been around for almost ten years and I’m still figuring things out. But I’m trying. I won’t let the market, shenanigans or anything else get me down. I love my readers too much to quit.

Speaking of re-issues and re-vamps, my novella, Molten Steel, is out now. Here’s a little bit about this book:

Molten Steel By Megan Slayer  Molten Steel NEW COVER

A Nathalia Hotel Novella, Book 1

Novella

Contemporary

M/F, Anal Sex

 

Breaking down was never this freeing.

Rory Speedle charms the world and rocks the stage with his band, Disaster Transport. He’s dealt with ex-girlfriends, overzealous fans and letters from a stalker, but nothing has prepared him for his next concert date. When the tour bus catches fire on the outskirts of Dallas, he loses more than just his instruments. His desire to create music is gone and he believes his hope is next. Then he meets Cady Hollister and everything changes. She inspires him and stokes his desire.

Cady knows the handsome rock and roller won’t be in town long. He’s only at her hotel until the band bus is replaced. Still, he makes her feel like a woman again—sexy, desirable and beautiful. He claims he wants her in his life as more than a passing fancy. Can he convince her to five him a try or will his fame keep them from finding the love they both deserve?

Love could be his salvation, if he’s willing to work for the woman he wants.

This book was previously released as Molten Steel by Wendi Zwaduk, a Dallas Fire and Rescue Kindle World story, and has been revamped for this edition.

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THIS POST IS ALSO UP ON THE SDNS BLOG: https://sweetnsexydivas.blogspot.com/2018/09/the-times-are-changin-with-meganslayer.html

Getting Back Out There with @MeganSlayer #writing #publishing #revisions #newedition #meganslayer

There are a few fun things involved in being an author. You’re writing books. That’s cool enough. I love being able to write for a living. You are welcomed into someone else’s life to share your story. That’s big. The first time I heard someone sought me out because they wanted to read my book was a crazy, fun moment.

But there are a few things that aren’t so fun. One of them would have to be when a publishing house closes. You’ve got your works there. You want to keep them out. Most of all–at least in my case–you love your publisher and don’t want to see them close. But then it happens. Now what?

I ran into that problem. I have books with a pub that’s closed. Many publishers don’t want previously published stories. They want new works. Makes sense. New hasn’t been seen before. New is shiny. New is…new.

But those old stories aren’t bad. Some need updated. Some need help. Most don’t have anything wrong with them. They’re just stories that have been out already. Some have had large reader bases and some have had smaller ones. Some books just need another chance to get out there and be seen.

That’s where I’m at. I’ve got an entire series that’s aching to come out again. So that’s what I did. The whole series is coming out in October. Which? The Battle Scarred Series. Yes. I’m thrilled to have them back out again. It’s great.

Want to know more about the Battle Scarred series? Here’s a little bit about book 1, You Have Me:

You Have Me You Have Me COVER ART 1

By Megan Slayer

Battle Scarred, Book 1

Contemporary Paranormal Romance

M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Bondage, Toys, Spanking

When the rest of the world crumbles and fails, you have me. 

Kynan Laing gave up his mortal soul to the will of the Sources, the ancient beings in charge of the universe. With the sensual grace and speed in his vampire form, he serves in his role as a Protector for the Supernatural world. But the impending war between the Supers and Hunters is heating up. The woman he’s charged to protect is all grown up and the perfect submissive partner he wants. Can he keep his heart under wraps while keeping her safe?

Alexa Mercury doesn’t know why she’s supposed to trust the vampire, but she does. Even when she pushed him away, Kynan watches over her. She craves him like no other and wants to submit body and soul to him, even if he is a Supernatural creature of the night. When circumstances beyond her control force them together, Lexa will have to decide whether to offer her heart to the vampire or risk her very soul.

This book was previously released and has been revamped for this edition.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GQS5HJG

Universal Link: http://books2read.com/u/bzPrnj

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/you-have-me/id1433916926?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Nook: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/you-have-me-3

EXCERPT:

Copyright © January 2018 by Megan Slayer

 

Kynan closed the door to her room and enfolded her in his arms. He stroked her hair, breathing in the scent of her perfume. Watching her through the window paled in comparison to actually holding her.

“Stay with me tonight.” Lexa’s words curled around his heart. “I need you more than you know.”

“You have me,” he replied. She fit so perfectly against his body, like they’d been fated to be together. He thanked God and the forces who’d thrown them together. He kissed the top of her head. “You’re shaking.” Kynan carried her to the bed and cuddled her on his lap. Was their reuniting too much, too soon? Too bad.

“Don’t peer into my head.” Lexa rubbed his arm.

“I won’t.” Damn it. He’d spent so much time peering into the heads of humans he forgot what it was like to take someone on their word. “Tell me what’s upsetting you?” Besides her scary as hell ex happened to be a hunter and wanted him dead. “I’ll lay down my life for you.”

“You’re dead.” She tipped her gaze to his. His skin tingled from her touch on his arm. Most of the time he felt nothing. Now that he was with her, everything came into sharp focus. Her touch sizzled on his skin, and he longed for his heart to beat for her. He groaned.

“I don’t want to be alone.” Lexa kissed his neck, pressing her face to his jugular. “I want to feel loved, not like I’m a freak.”

“You’ve never been a freak.” Why should she feel that way? Because she liked kinky sex? Because she knew a vampire? Bullshit. “Tell me what you like.”

“You.”

 

**** THIS POST IS ALSO AVAILABLE ON THE PARANORMAL ROMANTIC BLOG: https://paranormalromantics.blogspot.com/2018/08/getting-back-out-there-with-meganslayer.html ****

Roosters! Innocent and Sweet (Roosters 1) by @meganslayer #changelingpress #romance #erotic #roosters #meganslayer

Innocent and Sweet by Megan Slayer SWEET

Roosters, Book 1

Changeling Press

Short Story

M/F, New Adult

 

Anissa Dunn wants one man — Kameron. He’s got looks, brains and a boatload of attitude… and all that muscle. A girl can only take so much, and he’s her heart’s desire. She’s not afraid to give as good as she gets and she wants him to be her teacher in all things carnal.

There’s only one catch — he’s her bodyguard and the rules state she can’t date the staff.

But rules are meant to be broken…

 

Available from Changeling Press:  https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2745

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DVM3N4Q/

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/b5rkBA

 

EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2018 Megan Slayer

I will make him notice me. Anissa adjusted her dress. The cherry-red halter frock hung on her thin frame. So much for the correct fit. She sighed. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put on weight. She debated what to add to improve her figure. If she wore the leather jacket, she’d appear edgy. The clunky boots helped increase her height, so she was fine there. But her bust… drat. She peered down at her chest. A wave of nausea hit her as she thought about her dating past. Guys didn’t want to date a woman with a flat chest — or so they’d told her.

She spied the gel bra cups she’d bought during her last trip to the fabric store. If she had boobs, maybe the guy of her dreams would finally notice her. He had to.

Anissa stuffed the chilly padding beneath the cups of her dress. Her boobs looked huge. Instead of the burst of confidence she’d expected, she hated her reflection in the mirror. The additions didn’t fit her frame. But she had a date and no choice but to do her best to entice him. If fake boobs worked, then fine. She’d take her chances.

She donned the jacket, then grabbed her purse and hurried downstairs.

Kam stood in the foyer. He wore the same battered leather jacket, faded jeans and dark sunglasses as he always did. He touched his earpiece. “In position.”

Her heart fluttered. Kameron Stone personified sex in human form. Her nipples ached, and she pressed her knees together. She’d never been with a man and wanted Kam to be her first. If she had her way, he’d be her only.

Would he fuck her?

Better yet, would he love her the way she loved him?

“I have the package,” Kam said. “Preparing to leave.”

She frowned. The package. She didn’t have the honor of being referred to by her name. Gaining his attention wasn’t going to be easy. “I’m ready.”

Kam nodded. “This way, Ms. Dunn.”

“Anissa.” He’d used her last name. Dang it. She’d pleaded with him so many times to call her by her first name. Ms. Dunn was her mother. She was just Anissa.

“Ms. Dunn.” Kam escorted her to the front porch, then down the steps. He opened the passenger door of the limo. “After you.”

“Thanks.” She couldn’t leave the house without her trusty bodyguard, Kam. She settled on the seat and folded her hands on her lap. Kam would do anything to protect her, and she trusted him, but she was twenty-one and her father needed to put some faith in her. He’d sheltered her from everything. She didn’t resent him for trying — when she turned twenty-five, she’d come into a hefty sum of cash via the trust her mother had left her, but still. She’d gone to an all-girls college, a private all-girls high school and never spent more than a few hours on her own. She crossed her legs, and her skirt rode high on her leg. Did Kam notice? Did he care?

She swept her gaze over him as he sat beside her. Strong and silent. He wore his clothes like a second skin, could eviscerate anyone who tried to get too close, but Kam said so little. Half the time she had no idea if he listened to her. Knowing him, he tuned her out.

“Kam?” She shifted in her seat to face him. Her skirt rode higher. He didn’t pay her any attention, which rankled her. “Kameron.”

“Ms. Dunn.” He seemed to stare straight ahead.

She whipped out her phone. She couldn’t go through with the date. Not now. She sent a text to the driver, requesting he stay in the driveway. She’d sent the itinerary to the security team but saw no point in leaving the house. Kam wasn’t paying attention to her — not in the way she wanted. He didn’t seem to care.

She sighed. According to the magazines she’d bought, her college roommate and the dirty movies she’d watched in the middle of the night, she had to be aggressive and demand what she wanted. Sure… she could be aggressive. She could demand his attention. But she wasn’t sure how.

Anissa switched seats to face Kam. The car rolled to a stop, most likely in front of the house. She parted her legs and leaned back. “Kam.”

If he looked at her, she couldn’t tell.

“Ms. Dunn?” Kam tensed, and the muscle in his jaw twitched. “Are you okay?”

Nope. He hadn’t noticed her lousy attempts to entice him.

“I’m fine,” she mumbled. What a liar…”I’d like to talk to you.”

Writing A Vampire with @MeganSlayer #vampires #vampire #PNR #romance #meganslayer

I love writing vampires. It’s fun. I can create a whole new world and add characters I want and let them do whatever I want.

I had wanted to write a story about a vampire and a goddess. Seemed like a good thing to do. The goddess that showed up was Ariadne. A woman who ran away or escaped from the underworld. Who might she end up with?

A vampire? A creature of the night and one of the living dead.

How does this work? Very carefully. Haha. But I love writing vampires. I like having to figure out how they work and what they can’t do. It’s exciting and fun and challenging. This is my vampire story. See what you think. 🙂

Ariadne’s Vampire AriadnesVampire

A Goddesses After Dark Novel

Megan Slayer

Megan Slayer Publications

M/F

Novel

Artwork by Big ZDesigns

 

Ariadne defied her father for love, only to be abandoned. She married for what she thought was love, only to have Dionysus leave her for another woman. Even Aphrodite won’t smile on her because Aphrodite wants Dionysus. Ari can’t seem to win. What’s a goddess to do if she wants love?
Find a vampire.
Caden, a vampire and creature of the night, gave up on love long ago. Draining victims, sex and sleep are his orders for each evening…until he’s tasked with tracking Ariadne. He doesn’t expect the goddess to call to his wounded soul in ways he thought long since dead.
Can a vampire and goddess go the distance or will their happy ending die with the dawn?

 

Available from Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DQBDMLT/

In Print: https://www.amazon.com/Ariadnes-Vampire-Goddesses-After-Novel/dp/1986950891/

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/38rRYB

 

EXCERPT:

©2018 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

 

“What are you doing?” Caden stood in the middle of her path. In the pitch black of the evening, he’d found her. “Don’t run.”

Her blood chilled and she stopped short. How had he located her? What kind of paranormal was he? “What are you?” She hadn’t heard him move. “Where did you come from?”

Caden raked his fingers through his hair. His eyes blazed red, then silver. “I’m a vampire, all right? A fucking bloodsucker. Normally, I’d eat you, but I can’t. Trust me. You’re pissing me off and I’d love to drain your ass for that kick to the crotch.”

The dick. She trembled and hoped he couldn’t see her fear. Who was she kidding? He was a vampire. He was enhanced in everything—even his cock? Why did that turn her on? She shook her head and focused on her panic. With the vampire’s super senses, he had to have seen her panic. “Dio sent you.” She put her hand up. “I’m not going back. Never.”

“Who is Dio?” Caden frowned. “Look, I gave Hestia my word that I’d bring you to Eriewood. She wants you safe and I’ll make sure that happens.”

“I can take care of myself. You don’t owe anyone anything on my account.” She turned on her heel. The faster she got out of there, the better. Within seconds, she sprinted down the sidewalk toward the gate. Fuck him. Sexy or not, she wasn’t going to let some vampire deliver her to Dionysus and Hades.

“Stop.” Caden stood in front of her again, stopping her in her path. He grabbed her shoulders. “I don’t fuck up my jobs. I should be draining a few murderers right now, but instead I’m chasing you. Do you want to be next?”

“What?” The guy was crazier than Dio and Theseus put together.

“I’m done arguing.” He let go, giving her space. “You’re not safe here. Whoever is trying to find you knows you’re close. Either you let him have you or you take your chances with me. I can get us to Eriewood in four hours. The bus will take twelve and he will catch up to you. He knows where you are.”

She didn’t have much choice. Vampire speed trumped any combustion engine. He held his hand out to her. She debated what to do. He hadn’t bound her to him. No, he’d given her free rein to run if she chose. She groaned. If Hestia knew about him and if her father had given Hestia the go-ahead to find her, then Dio couldn’t be involved. Knowing her ex-husband, he would’ve come for her in person.

“If I’m making it there by dawn, we need to go now.” Caden stared at her.

She hesitated another second. A vampire… Zeus help her. She, the daughter of King Minos, would have to find a damn vampire for a travelling companion. What was worse…she kind of liked him, but kind of wanted to kick him in the junk again. She sighed. “Let’s go.”

“Thank you.” He wrapped his arms around her. “Hold on. You’ll probably get motion sickness. Wait until we stop to barf.”’

Motion sickness? Barf? Oh shit. She clung to Caden. At least her ride was handsome and easy on the eyes. He felt good holding her, too. What a pity he had the potential to kill her.

 

 

ROOSTERS: Innocent and Sweet by @MeganSlayer #newadult #mf #romance

Innocent and Sweet by Megan Slayer SWEET

Roosters, Book 1

Changeling Press

Short Story

M/F, New Adult

 

Anissa Dunn wants one man — Kameron. He’s got looks, brains and a boatload of attitude… and all that muscle. A girl can only take so much, and he’s her heart’s desire. She’s not afraid to give as good as she gets and she wants him to be her teacher in all things carnal.

There’s only one catch — he’s her bodyguard and the rules state she can’t date the staff.

But rules are meant to be broken…

 

Available from Changeling Press:  https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2745

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DVM3N4Q/

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/b5rkBA

 

EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2018 Megan Slayer

I will make him notice me. Anissa adjusted her dress. The cherry-red halter frock hung on her thin frame. So much for the correct fit. She sighed. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put on weight. She debated what to add to improve her figure. If she wore the leather jacket, she’d appear edgy. The clunky boots helped increase her height, so she was fine there. But her bust… drat. She peered down at her chest. A wave of nausea hit her as she thought about her dating past. Guys didn’t want to date a woman with a flat chest — or so they’d told her.

She spied the gel bra cups she’d bought during her last trip to the fabric store. If she had boobs, maybe the guy of her dreams would finally notice her. He had to.

Anissa stuffed the chilly padding beneath the cups of her dress. Her boobs looked huge. Instead of the burst of confidence she’d expected, she hated her reflection in the mirror. The additions didn’t fit her frame. But she had a date and no choice but to do her best to entice him. If fake boobs worked, then fine. She’d take her chances.

She donned the jacket, then grabbed her purse and hurried downstairs.

Kam stood in the foyer. He wore the same battered leather jacket, faded jeans and dark sunglasses as he always did. He touched his earpiece. “In position.”

Her heart fluttered. Kameron Stone personified sex in human form. Her nipples ached, and she pressed her knees together. She’d never been with a man and wanted Kam to be her first. If she had her way, he’d be her only.

Would he fuck her?

Better yet, would he love her the way she loved him?

“I have the package,” Kam said. “Preparing to leave.”

She frowned. The package. She didn’t have the honor of being referred to by her name. Gaining his attention wasn’t going to be easy. “I’m ready.”

Kam nodded. “This way, Ms. Dunn.”

“Anissa.” He’d used her last name. Dang it. She’d pleaded with him so many times to call her by her first name. Ms. Dunn was her mother. She was just Anissa.

“Ms. Dunn.” Kam escorted her to the front porch, then down the steps. He opened the passenger door of the limo. “After you.”

“Thanks.” She couldn’t leave the house without her trusty bodyguard, Kam. She settled on the seat and folded her hands on her lap. Kam would do anything to protect her, and she trusted him, but she was twenty-one and her father needed to put some faith in her. He’d sheltered her from everything. She didn’t resent him for trying — when she turned twenty-five, she’d come into a hefty sum of cash via the trust her mother had left her, but still. She’d gone to an all-girls college, a private all-girls high school and never spent more than a few hours on her own. She crossed her legs, and her skirt rode high on her leg. Did Kam notice? Did he care?

She swept her gaze over him as he sat beside her. Strong and silent. He wore his clothes like a second skin, could eviscerate anyone who tried to get too close, but Kam said so little. Half the time she had no idea if he listened to her. Knowing him, he tuned her out.

“Kam?” She shifted in her seat to face him. Her skirt rode higher. He didn’t pay her any attention, which rankled her. “Kameron.”

“Ms. Dunn.” He seemed to stare straight ahead.

She whipped out her phone. She couldn’t go through with the date. Not now. She sent a text to the driver, requesting he stay in the driveway. She’d sent the itinerary to the security team but saw no point in leaving the house. Kam wasn’t paying attention to her — not in the way she wanted. He didn’t seem to care.

She sighed. According to the magazines she’d bought, her college roommate and the dirty movies she’d watched in the middle of the night, she had to be aggressive and demand what she wanted. Sure… she could be aggressive. She could demand his attention. But she wasn’t sure how.

Anissa switched seats to face Kam. The car rolled to a stop, most likely in front of the house. She parted her legs and leaned back. “Kam.”

If he looked at her, she couldn’t tell.

“Ms. Dunn?” Kam tensed, and the muscle in his jaw twitched. “Are you okay?”

Nope. He hadn’t noticed her lousy attempts to entice him.

“I’m fine,” she mumbled. What a liar…”I’d like to talk to you.”

 

Just You & Me by @WendiZwaduk #contemporary #bdsm #romance #wendizwaduk

Just You & Me by Wendi Zwaduk justyouandme_800

from Totally Bound

M/F Romance

BDSM, Wax Play, Pain Play, Bondage, Exhibition, Fetish

Short Story

What’s a girl to do when she’s not ready to leave the single life but the right man has come along with a collar?

Ryder Lucas didn’t come to Exposed, looking for a sub. He joined his best friend’s club to demonstrate fetishes and enjoy the single life. Then he sees Cat and uses her for a scene. She’s everything he’s ever wanted in a sub and a woman. He won’t rest until the blonde bombshell is his.

Catharina ‘Cat’ McLean doesn’t want a permanent Master. She’s happy taking part in the occasional scene but won’t be collared. She’d rather be in control of her life. When Ryder asks her to be a part of a scene with him, she sees no reason to refuse. He’s tall, dark, handsome and she can’t resist him. He knows how to play with her fetishes—wax, ice and bondage—but is she willing to submit to him on a full-time basis?

Who knew finding a heart’s desire would be this all-consuming?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of ice play, wax play, pain play.

Available October 24th: https://www.totallybound.com/book/just-you-and-me

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B076BQ3Q22/

https://books2read.com/u/bxq9Xk

Now for that Tease!

©Copyright Wendi Zwaduk 2017

“Sir?” She rested her hands on her hips but held onto the card. “Question.”

Ryder froze, then turned around. His eyes widened. “You’re topless.”

“You told me to disrobe.” She tipped her head. “May I pull my hair back?”

“Of course.” He nodded. “I want you to be comfortable.”

“Good.” She turned her attention to removing the rest of her clothes. Another thought occurred to her. “What about shoes? Do you want me in heels? Boots?”

“Bare is fine.” He held out his hand. “Do you have the elastic—or clips—for your hair?”

“Oh!” She offered up the black band.

He stood behind her and gathered her hair at the crown of her head. “Tell me if this hurts.”

“I get off on the pain,” she said. A laugh bubbled in her throat. At least he’d made her feel comfortable. “You’re fine.”

“Good.”

She bit back a moan. She loved having her hair played with. When a man ran his fingers through the long strands and massaged her scalp, the motions sent her into another orbit. She swayed then righted herself. “Thank you, Sir.”

“You’re welcome.” He stood before her again. His gaze slid up and down her body. “What’s the card?”

“That’s how I get into the office. I usually keep it in my bra, but since I don’t have one on…” She hesitated. “Would you keep it for me? On your person? It’s very important. I don’t like to have it out of my sight.”

“Of course.” He tucked the card into his front pocket. “Won’t leave here until you ask for it.”

“Thank you.” Relief washed over her. She clasped her hands behind her and widened her stance a bit. Did she measure up? Chilly air caressed her body. Electricity zapped her from within.

“You’re pierced.” He tapped her nipple. “What other surprises do you have?”

“I guess you’ll have to find out when we play.”