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You’ve Got the Look by Megan Slayer
Club Rules, #5
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Before this photo shoot gets going, things are sure to sizzle and that’s just what she wants.
Drea knows what she wants before the photography shoot—a man who’s got the look. Billy fits that description, but is he interested in what she’s got in mind? She’s not looking for love. She wants a hot time. Will he meet her expectations?
He’ll give her his best or die trying.
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Billy stared at her. He’d heard of her legendary appetite for her costars. Did she want him? God knew he wanted her. He’d walked into the room with a damned hard on. Just thinking about Drea O’Neal kicked his blood pressure to the ceiling. He leaned on the doorframe of her dressing room. She hadn’t answered him yet—not in words—but the hunger in her eyes was undeniable.
“Do you have a problem with the lighting? I can change it to flatter your,” he swept his gaze over her body, “curves.” The robe obscured his view and he yearned to shove the damned thing out of the way. He refrained. Part of what he liked about Drea was definitely her looks, but the bigger part was the way she took control. He wanted her to pick him for her next conquest.
Drea stepped forward and hooked her fingers in the waistband of his jeans. She tugged him into the dressing room.
“You know what I want.” She nudged him onto her couch, then clicked the lock on the door. “You.” She raked her fingers down her chest to the knot in her robe, then untied the pesky sash. The deep blue satin slipped off her shoulders, revealing her ample curves inch by inch. “I want you to make me come three times before the shoot starts. Think you can manage? Or am I too much woman for you?”
“I’ll give you my best try.” His mouth watered. He’d seen plenty of her pictures and had a collection of her work on his computer, but none of that held a candle to the real woman. The cups of her corset top barely contained her breasts and the round outline of her nipples showed just below the lace. She strode toward him on spindly high heels, then settled on his lap. Oh Christ.
Billy slid his hand up her deep brown thighs, delighted by her soft skin. The tiny thong covered the thinnest strip of her pussy. She scooted forward and rubbed her damp cunt on the bulge in his pants.
“Do you like what you see?”
Hot Laps by Megan Slayer
Track Domination, Book 1
M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Toys, Spanking, Bondage
Contemporary LGBTQ Sports Romance
Megan Slayer Publishing
Racing hearts and race trucks…things happen fast on track.
Adam Lowry is known in the racing community as the best crew chief. He doesn’t pull punches or put up with diva antics from drivers no matter what. But there is one man he never quite got over. Will Camden, his former lover and now the latest addition of the Flash Racing team.
All Will Camden needed was a second chance to prove he’s got what it takes to race with the big dogs in the truck series. When he’s asked to fill in for another driver at Flash, he’s determined to make the best of the situation. Knowing his ex is his crew chief is bonus points.
Can they make the jump from being a solid team on the track to solid in bed or will they crash and burn before the end of the race?
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“Damn it, Fortney locked his brakes again. So what are we going to do about a driver?” Adam knew the story well without knowing every the detail. Kennedy Taggart ran the biggest racing empire with the best winning percentage. All the drivers wanted to nab spots with her teams—including Gavin. “Tell me you have a good replacement. One that just sort of showed up or something? I know you. You’ve always got an ace up your sleeve.”
The last time Adam checked, the drivers haunting pit road in search of a job were about two. One wanted to make his great comeback after his third concussion and another owned the reputation for crashing after twenty or so laps. Not a good batch. At least, they were in Charlotte. If the team hustled, they might be able to nab one of the local drivers. Maybe.
“Well, that’s why I came down here, my friend. You’re right.”Collin smiled then waved at something behind Adam. “I’ve solved our problem. This is Will Camden. Remember him?”
Remember him? Adam choked back the snappy retort. A scar was hard to forget. For him, Will was that scar. Saying they shared a messy history was an understatement. Adam grabbed the bill of his hat then tugged the hat tighter down on his head.
Will, dressed in a crisp white polo shirt, ambled up to where Collin stood. A wide grin spread across his face, and his sapphire eyes still featured the bright sparkle Adam remembered so well. He’d be a good match as the next Flash driver, but damn. Why’d the past always have to come back and bite Adam in the ass?
“We’ve met.” Adam stuck out his hand. “Welcome to Flash.”
“My pleasure.” Will squeezed Adam’s hand, and the touch lingered a bit longer than Adam wanted.
Adam’s heart lodged in his throat. Being around Will would be fine on track, but they’d have to spend time together outside of the track. Then things would get sticky—and fast. Damned history between them anyway.
“He walked down pit road at the exact same time Gavin quit. I think it’s a sign.” Collin folded his arms. “And I think this is a good time for you two to patch things up.” He winked at Adam. “Will, the uniforms are in the hauler. Gavin’s about your size so they should fit. Get changed and I’ll have Adam get your seat ready.”
“You got it.” Will ducked behind Collin and into the truck hauler.
Adam waited a heartbeat then groaned. “Patch things up? Seriously? What did he tell you?”
Collin snorted. “He didn’t say a word. It’s you.” He leaned one shoulder on the hauler wall. “The moment I mentioned his name, you shut down. Anyone can see there was something between you. I assumed I was right, and I was. You and Will had a thing.”
“He’s a hothead. Dangerous on the track. Crashed out at Loudon.” Adam knelt next to the tool cart and busied himself with arranging the sockets in one of the drawers.
“Are you scared?” Collin nudged the drawer shut with the toe of his loafer. “Truth.” For being forty-two, the guy looked more like thirty-two with all the time he’d spent in the gym. The salt-and-pepper streaks in his chocolate-brown hair were the only giveaways to his true age. They could talk like brothers and understood each other like good friends. And yet, Collin knew how to drive Adam berserk with his ability to sniff out the truth.
Damn it. Adam rested one knee on the ground. “It’s kind of like the cannon fireworks. The things are dangerous as hell, but they’re beautiful. And if you’re not careful, you’ll get burned. That’s what we were.”
“I saw you work together three years ago at Bristol. You helped him win the race. That’s the kind of magic I want.”
Still the One by Wendi Zwaduk
From the Switch Anthology
Totally Bound
Contemporary
Novella
M/F, BDSM, Spanking, Toys, Pegging, Anal Sex, D/s, Fem Dom
She’ll be his salvation if he’s willing to switch.
Being stressed out sucks, especially when you’re in charge of a team. Just ask Eric Trask. The pit crew of the Fifty-Four truck team depends on him. The stress of keeping things running smoothly is wearing Eric down. What’s a guy to do to get a little relief?
Janine Walters knows exactly what Eric’s up against. She’s the public relations face of the team. Pressure is all a part of the job. Her outlet for stress just happens to be wielding a crop.
Can Eric embrace her methods for stress relief or will her suggestion tear their fragile relationship apart?
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“Put the bags in the trunk.” She stood tall and slid the scarf from around her throat. “I need you to do something for me.”
“I liked the scarf where it was. Might want to use it on you later.” He slammed the trunk lid. “I can see the wheels turning in your head. What are you thinking?”
“Wrists.” Curt, brusque and to the point. “Now.”
Eric stared at her for a moment, his mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out. His gaze darted around, but he offered his hands.
“Good boy.” Her hunch had paid off. His inner submissive wanted to play, and had won out against his alpha needs. She wrapped the silk around his wrists. “You please me.”
“Janine, what are you doing? I wanted to do this to you, not me.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I please you? Does that mean you think I’m sexy?”
She threaded her arms around his neck, rubbing her groin over his bound hands. “I,” she said between kisses, “am in control of what we do.” She feasted on his lips, licking his bottom lip and swiping her tongue over his teeth. The tastes of mint and cola exploded on her tongue. She ground against him, pleasuring herself against his thick fingers. “And I want to do you right here, right now, sexy man.”
Eric moaned and she backed away. Confusion burned in his eyes and colour filled his cheeks. Instead of giving him the lead, she reached forward and unzipped him. Red dusted his face and the tops of his ears.
“You’re not worried someone will see us?” he asked in a hushed tone.
“I’m not.” She pushed his jeans aside enough to stroke his cock through his boxer briefs. “They can’t see behind the car and, if you keep quiet, we won’t draw attention.” She worked his dick through the opening in his underwear and smeared her thumb through the pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock. “Right now, you’re in my hands and my control. You will do what I ask of you.”
He stared at her, but didn’t tell her to stop.
“No coming until I tell you.” She nodded to the back seat. “Lie down.”
Eric glanced behind her, then got out of the way as she opened the door. He fixed his gaze on her and sat down on the edge of the upholstered seat.
Janine gave him a gentle push and eyeballed her work. “Very nice.” She inched the hem of her skirt high enough to give him a tantalising view of her panty-covered pussy. His mouth opened a fraction of an inch and his eyes glazed as she hooked her thumbs into the flimsy waistband of the undergarment.
“You like what you see?”
Bound by Desire by Wendi Zwaduk
Novella
Contemporary
BDSM, Younger Man/Older Woman, Anal Sex, Bondage, Toys, Sensory Play
From Totally Bound
Stella wants her groove back after her divorce, but she never figured a younger man would be the answer to her prayer. He’s determined to do more than bind her wrists. He wants her heart, too.
Stella Barnes isn’t looking for love. She’s convinced it’s not in her cards. The guys she’s met seem to want her money and greeting card business. When her sister throws a freedom party at the local dance club, Stella meets a man who makes her think twice about giving up on love. Can the young buck command her body and soul in the sensual ways she needs or will her desire to be spanked send him packing?
Wes Chase has known he wanted Stella since the moment he saw her–at the club and two years before when she was still with her husband. Her plan to use him for her date to attend her ex-husband’s second wedding makes him cringe. He’d rather be with her out of love and kinky devotion, not as a dodge. Will he convince her they belong together and he can set her spirt free or will her fear keep them apart?
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“Oh shit. I’m late.”
She opened her eyes and a tall man with dirty-blond hair ran up to her. He gripped a binder and his brown eyes blazed.
“Hi, I’m supposed to meet a guy,” he said. He puffed and doubled over for a second. “Sorry. I ran down the block.”
“I can see that. You’re a mess.” She drew her legs up and folded them beneath her. He’d piqued her interest. She guessed he was there to meet with James. The poor guy. So young and handsome…he’d get shot down by James, no doubt. Still, she wanted to keep speaking with him. “What, again, are you here for?”
“I want to open a business.” He offered his hand. “I’m Wes Chase.”
“Stella.” She shook hands with him. The moment she touched his skin, hers tingled. She fought the urge to pull away from him. She hadn’t felt such a reaction in a long time—probably not since she’d met James back in college.
“Stella.” He smiled. “That’s a pretty name.” He tucked the binder under his arm. “So, see, I’m envisioning a record store. Think lots of neon—besides what’s already here—lots of couches, turntables, vintage…listening areas and lots of vinyl.”
“Sounds interesting.” She tucked her hands under her butt to keep from touching him again. “What’s your plan?”
“Oh!” He tugged the binder free and opened it, then placed it on the counter beside her. “I’ve got half of the capital and connections secured. I’ve met with people in the record sales and trade business. This area doesn’t have any specialty shops and needs one. I believe once there’s one started, then others will follow. You’ve got a thriving downtown scene and it should be utilized.”
She laughed. He knew how to say the right words anyway. She glanced down at his charts. He had the correct information, too. “I agree. I miss the unique shops we used to have.”
“With the right marketing—which I’ve laid out here—this can be a reality. I’m hoping Mr. Barnes will allow me to rent the building.” Wes nodded. “Are you looking into renting this place?”
“Oh no.” She shook her head. “I’m not in any position to rent anything.” Truth be told, she wasn’t financially independent of James at the moment. But until now she hadn’t needed to be. Looking at her situation, she realized she needed to have a plan for herself.
“Good. I don’t want competition.” He paused and his eyes widened. “I mean…sorry.” He frowned, then bowed his head. “I know his penchant for pretty girls.”
She suppressed a snort. Pretty girl? She had to be at least ten years older than him, but she’d accept the compliment. Besides, she wasn’t on James’ radar. She was his friend and the person who lived at the house with him.
“Do you know him? You’re his girlfriend, right?” Wes leaned in close. “Wait…I know you. Have we met before? Maybe another professional setting? You look familiar but I swear I can’t place you.”
“I know him.” She nodded to hide her disgust—not with Wes, although his pushy nature grated a bit on her nerves—but at James for cutting her out…already. “Well, why don’t we ask him? If your plan is up to snuff, then I don’t see why he’d turn you down.” Except that he’d already decided to demolish the building. If nothing else, Wes would get a great lesson in not getting his hopes up.
“I’m afraid to ask him because he’s notoriously tough to work with and cranky. He kills deals because he doesn’t like a person’s tie or whatever.” Wes adjusted his crooked necktie. His collar was askew.
She waggled her fingers. “Come here.” She fixed his collar and smoothed out his tie. Then she swept his hair off his forehead. “Better. Less messy.” She sat back and looked him over. “If you’ve done your homework, then you’ve done your part and you won’t know what he’ll say until you ask.” She turned her attention to her husband, who’d just returned to the room. “James? This gentleman wants to rent the building.”
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Club Rules, #1
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Can change lead to the sexiest session of her life?
Nadia’s monthly trips to Master G relax her. She needs the BDSM sessions to escape the stresses of her business career. But playing with Master G means accepting all his requirements, including taking a new Dom. Enter Master S. He’s her wettest dream come to life. Maybe change is the one thing she truly needed and oh, it is so sexy.
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EXCERPT:
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The door creaked, causing her to open her eyes. The moment she caught sight of the man, her anger toward Master G evaporated. Long legs encased in tight-fitting leather. Muscle-corded arms with just a hint of hair sprinkling on the surface. He wore the standard leather-and-studs harness, which accentuated his broad chest. His boots padded on the thick carpeted floor as he stalked towards her. A shiver ran up her spine. She liked men who looked like they could take charge. She’d asked for a man just like him when she signed up for sessions at The Q—someone to make her forget the stress at work and to take the control from her hands.
He fit her bill. Like to a T.
Nadia forced her gaze to the floor. He deserved respect, no matter who the hell he was.
“So you’re mine?” He curled his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look at him. “My name is Master S. I’m told your name is Pet. Correct?” He removed the gag. “I do want you to answer me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
The corner of his mouth twitched. She noticed the dusting of scruff on his cheeks. What would that feel like on her inner thighs? Heaven, most likely. Master S pulled at the bow between her breasts. Slowly and with the right amount of drag to remind her she’d been bound, the ribbon came away from her chest.
“Such a pretty present. You will address me as Sir.” He rubbed his thumb across her chin. “I’ve been given a list of your nos, per the club agreement, and I’ve been watching you with Master G. So willing and responsive to him, but he isn’t what you need. I’ll push you while making sure you’re pleasured the way you crave. Tell me your safe word.”
“Pickles.”
“Good, Pet.” He threaded his fingers into her hair and tugged. Electric sizzles surged from her scalp to her pussy. “You’re mine,” he whispered. “All mine.”
“Thank you, Sir. Punish me, Sir. Please?” She barely recognized the need in her voice.
He let go of her hair, then slipped the cuffs off the hook above her head. “The rest of the world ceases to exist once we start. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Love Lessons box set by Wendi Zwaduk
The Entire Love Lessons Series in one!
From Totally Bound
Contemporary Romance
M/F, BDSM, Anal Sex, Spanking, Toys, D/s
Drawn Together
His perfect match is in the last place he expects—across the courtyard.
Graig Case wants to teach history and coach baseball. Plain and simple. But nothing in his life has been easy. He’s also got a secret. He loves to watch the sexy woman across the courtyard dance. He’d love for his fantasy girl to be his best friend, but fantasy and reality don’t always mix.
Tessa Martin has given up on love. She’s played second fiddle most of her life. Men like hanging out with her. Being one of the guys doesn’t keep her warm at night. Still, she indulges in her one treat—dancing for Graig. No emotions involved means no one gets hurt.
Except when they end up working in the same school in the same hallway…then all bets are off.
Written Together
What if the woman he needs is the one he thought was out of his league?
Adam Pallas knows what he wants out of life—to teach history, to be happy and to have a hot woman by his side. He’s got one out of the three. He should be happy, but he’s not. There’s one woman who grabs his attention every time. The catch? She’s very much out of his league. Can being himself actually snag him the woman of his dreams?
Melissa Murphy isn’t looking for love, but every time she sees Adam her plans go sideways. The English teacher knows there’s a confident, hot man hiding behind the slightly nerdy history buff façade. But her past and the things she wants between the sheets tend to scare men off. She believes the odds may be stacked against them. Could it be their lives are perfectly written together after all?
Together Again
Sometimes the second time around is the right time for things to click.
Corey Murphy never intended to let his wife, Katie, become his ex-wife. But for the Murphys, convention and commitment are foreign concepts. Once he lost Katie, he decided to get his life in order. Now he’s healthy, happy with his job teaching physical education and ready to get his relationship back on track. He’s got to hope Katie’s still willing to give them a chance.
Katie Murphy loved being married. She loved the companionship, the connection…and the hot nights. Being with Corey surpassed even her wildest fantasies. But her ex-husband wasn’t big on commitment. She knows he’s got ghosts in his past, but is she willing to help him look to the future—their future?
Dancing Together
Can friends with benefits become a lasting love?
Allyson Benson has been in love with Jordy Murphy since she started teaching at the same elementary building. She wants the tall, blond gym teacher to notice her and, when he runs into her at a party, she summons her courage to ask him to be friends with benefits. Shouldn’t be difficult—lots of sex, but no entanglements and certainly not love…until love enters the equation.
Jordy Murphy doesn’t do relationships. He’s happy being free, but there’s one woman who has been on his radar—Ally. He wants to get her out of her boring clothes and kindergarten classroom for some serious one-on-one time. He’s all for the sex-only situation she proposes until he’s struck with a realization—what if this perpetual free spirit has met his match? Allyson could be the one. Can the commitment-phobe really accept the love he’s wanted all along?
Reader advisory: These books contain scenes of anal sex. There is a mention of teacher-student sex, a scene of attempted blackmail and a brief scene of sexual assault.
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“The first day is always the hardest,” Graig Case said to himself. He wasn’t sure how else to psyche himself up. He walked out of the main office of the high school. He stopped in front of the auditorium and drank in the view from the top of the marble steps. After the craziness of the last few months—the moving, the uncertainty of his job situation and playing a hunch with his career…he had a job. He still hadn’t wrapped his mind around having earned the final interview and being offered the position. He wasn’t a substitute any longer. Now, he was the real deal.
He stared at the keys in his hand. This year he’d been given an honest-to-God classroom, not a portion of the library. He’d been assigned to the art hallway. Sure, that was probably the only open room and not too big, but who cared? The classroom was his!
He leaned on the wall. A row of staff photos decorated the space above the bank of doors leading to the front of the school building. My colleagues. They’d been nice to him during the previous year, but half of them hadn’t expected him to return. The substitutes tended to be there for the school year and moved on or burned out by the next.
Graig chuckled. He wasn’t out or giving up, since he had a classroom right down the hallway from Tessa Martin. Just thinking about her warmed him all over. He’d flirted with her the year before and had almost asked her out twice, but had lost his nerve. They were friends and he’d told himself not to screw things up with her. She’d been nice to him and had given him the tipoff when her apartment complex had a few units open. Without her, he wouldn’t have his current place—right across the courtyard from her. During the summer, he’d run into her a few times in the parking lot. Each time they were together, she made him think twice about her. If he hadn’t gotten into a relationship with his last girlfriend, Lila, he would have made a play for Tessa. But he’d chosen Lila.
He snorted. Lila. She’d been a mistake from the start. She refused to support his career and hadn’t wanted him to take the substitute teaching job. When he’d signed the lease for the apartment, Lila had left him. According to her, he was wasting time at the high school and making a fool of himself by getting a place to live right there in town. She claimed he was meant for bigger and better things. He wasn’t so sure.
Not that Lila’s opinion mattered all that much. She’d broken things off with him. She’d acted almost sincere when she’d told him to go to hell after he revealed he’d been offered the contract to work at the high school. She’d dumped him on the spot.
He focused on someone better—Tessa. Who was he kidding? Running into her and those chance conversations weren’t enough, but he’d never quite gotten her out of his system. When he’d seen her and spoken to her, she’d blush, smile and hurry away before he could get much conversation going. He should’ve stood his ground and asked her out for coffee. But he hadn’t. He’d given her space.
Tessa’s image grinned from her spot on the wall. In the photo, she’d pulled her dark hair away from her face and the cowl-neck sweater bunched up beneath her chin. It wasn’t the best photo, even if she did look happy. He shouldn’t stare. It wasn’t polite, but like last year, he was still drawn to her. She had such a pretty face, bright smile and infectious laugh. Being around her made him happy and put him at ease. But she always hid herself under those baggy sweaters and bulky aprons. Her clothing choices hadn’t flattered her figure.
Part of him wanted to tell her how he felt—that she was a diamond in the rough and had so much sparkle within her. But his tendency to speak his mind and say the wrong things would put her off. Not that he blamed her.
Maybe she needed some encouragement…just like he did. She seemed so shy, but once he’d gotten to know her, she’d gained a little confidence. Could he help her find more? He doubted he’d be the catalyst, but he had an entire school year down the hall from her.
Drawn Together
His perfect match is in the last place he expects—across the courtyard.
Graig Case wants to teach history and coach baseball. Plain and simple. But nothing in his life has been easy. He’s also got a secret. He loves to watch the sexy woman across the courtyard dance. He’d love for his fantasy girl to be his best friend, but fantasy and reality don’t always mix.
Tessa Martin has given up on love. She’s played second fiddle most of her life. Men like hanging out with her. Being one of the guys doesn’t keep her warm at night. Still, she indulges in her one treat—dancing for Graig. No emotions involved means no one gets hurt.
Except when they end up working in the same school in the same hallway…then all bets are off.
Written Together
What if the woman he needs is the one he thought was out of his league?
Adam Pallas knows what he wants out of life—to teach history, to be happy and to have a hot woman by his side. He’s got one out of the three. He should be happy, but he’s not. There’s one woman who grabs his attention every time. The catch? She’s very much out of his league. Can being himself actually snag him the woman of his dreams?
Melissa Murphy isn’t looking for love, but every time she sees Adam her plans go sideways. The English teacher knows there’s a confident, hot man hiding behind the slightly nerdy history buff façade. But her past and the things she wants between the sheets tend to scare men off. She believes the odds may be stacked against them. Could it be their lives are perfectly written together after all?
Together Again
Sometimes the second time around is the right time for things to click.
Corey Murphy never intended to let his wife, Katie, become his ex-wife. But for the Murphys, convention and commitment are foreign concepts. Once he lost Katie, he decided to get his life in order. Now he’s healthy, happy with his job teaching physical education and ready to get his relationship back on track. He’s got to hope Katie’s still willing to give them a chance.
Katie Murphy loved being married. She loved the companionship, the connection…and the hot nights. Being with Corey surpassed even her wildest fantasies. But her ex-husband wasn’t big on commitment. She knows he’s got ghosts in his past, but is she willing to help him look to the future—their future?
Dancing Together
Can friends with benefits become a lasting love?
Allyson Benson has been in love with Jordy Murphy since she started teaching at the same elementary building. She wants the tall, blond gym teacher to notice her and, when he runs into her at a party, she summons her courage to ask him to be friends with benefits. Shouldn’t be difficult—lots of sex, but no entanglements and certainly not love…until love enters the equation.
Jordy Murphy doesn’t do relationships. He’s happy being free, but there’s one woman who has been on his radar—Ally. He wants to get her out of her boring clothes and kindergarten classroom for some serious one-on-one time. He’s all for the sex-only situation she proposes until he’s struck with a realization—what if this perpetual free spirit has met his match? Allyson could be the one. Can the commitment-phobe really accept the love he’s wanted all along?
Reader advisory: These books contain scenes of anal sex. There is a mention of teacher-student sex, a scene of attempted blackmail and a brief scene of sexual assault.
General Release Date: 24th March 2020
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Simply the Best by Wendi Zwaduk
Scarred Hearts, #3
Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications
A chance meeting leading to a lasting love?
Sam Rhodes swore he had his life sorted out. He loves his job at the Gates Mills Police Department and his dating life—all the guys he wants as long as he keeps things quiet. But a chance meeting at the library has him rethinking everything he knows. Can this seasoned officer accept what he never knew he wanted, especially if the love of his life could be a woman?
Emma Haeferle’s plans for the day included shelving books at the Gates Mills library, hanging out with her friend and avoiding the leering glances from her boss. When she locks gazes with the handsome bald man across the second floor of the library, all bets are off. She longs to wrap herself in his muscle-bound arms, but can a chance encounter really be simply the best?
Anything is possible when you only accept the best.
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EXCERPT:
©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved
A blonde pushing a cart caught his attention. He only saw the back of her, but the view he got knocked him for a loop. Heart shaped ass, pale blonde hair grazing the middle of her back and the longest legs. She stopped at the main desk and spoke to one of the male workers, then added more books to the cart. When she turned, the breath wrenched from Sam’s chest. Green eyes and a smile guaranteed to melt his heart.
The woman rolled her eyes at the guy behind the counter and shook her head. Before he could make another move, she stomped away from him.
Good for her. Sam flattened the paper on the table. He’d keep an eye on her. Something about the man at the information desk rankled him. He glanced down at the paper every so often, but didn’t read a word on the page. She captivated him.
A thought occurred to him. Why the hell was he watching her when he could be talking to her? He refolded the newspaper and stood and returned it to the proper shelf. Courage wasn’t his issue, still, he shored himself up in case she told him to get lost.
“Excuse me? I’m looking for a book.” Shit. On what? “Serial killers.” Great way to win over a woman.
She smiled and inched the cart out of the way. “Those are over here in this aisle.” She waved her hand and led him to the proper area of the library. “Do you have any particular person in mind?”
“You,” he blurted. Christ. Talk about fucking smooth. “I mean…”
“You’re direct.”
“It happens.”
“I’ve heard a lot of come-ons here. But that one was a first.” She held out her hand. “I’m Emma. Any guy who is trying so hard not to sound silly and still ask me out deserves a chance. I go on break in fifteen minutes. Want to come along?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Now which serial killer did you want to look up?”
“Look, I’ll be honest. I didn’t want to look up any of them.” He bowed his head. “I wanted to talk to you. Now I have and I look like a creepy stalker. I’m sorry.” God. All the confidence he used while on the job went right out the window the moment he saw her.
“I like your honesty.”
“My name is Sam. How about after you get off work, we meet for coffee?”
Raining Men by Megan Slayer
Club Desire, book 8
Contemporary
M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Spanking, Toys,
Novella
SuperNova Indie Publishing
Sparks fly in the midst of a glitter rain.
Tyrone Zade fell for his Dom the first time they were together. He knew Sir was the only one for him. He needs the spanking and domination to level himself out. He knows his heart and what he desires. When he visits Raining Men night and sees Leo in the glitter shower, he can’t hold back. But can this baseball player who isn’t out yet, be true to himself and the game he loves?
Leo never planned to settle down. Hell, he never planned on taking on a permanent sub. He lives his life freely and doesn’t report to anyone. But he’s lying to himself. He’s seen the other Doms pairing up as well as others finding love at Club Desire and when he’s with Ty, his life balances out. Can he accept the sub he needs and the life he wants, or will he allow fear to win and push Ty away?
Anything can happen when it’s raining men.
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I want to belong here. Tyrone Zade shook his head. No, he wanted to belong to someone at Club Desire. He wiped his hands on the legs of his leather pants and blew out a long breath. He’d loved coming to the club each of the four times he’d visited. He knew what he liked and what he wanted to do when he got there. No names or major details—just playing. Most of all, no sex.
He’d adhered to his rules for the last four months and kept his visits to once every four weeks, coinciding with when he’d returned to town between games. Talking to anyone about his job wasn’t an option. He wanted to keep his career as the first baseman for the Red Devils separate from his need to be spanked and tied down. Hell, until he’d spoken to Rocke Houseman, he hadn’t felt confident enough to visit the club in the first place. Once he’d realized people would do what he needed and keep quiet, he’d known he had to go to Club Desire.
Ty straightened his shoulders. He’d paid his admittance for tonight’s special event. According to the signs, the club was throwing a Raining Men party. He’d seen the advertisements for the recurring bash a more than once but had never been in town at the right time. Tonight was perfect for a lot of things, especially meeting his Dom outside of a scene.
He stepped into the main playroom and scoped out the situation. People milled around, watching porn movies being projected onto the walls. On the main floor, three couples were in the midst of sex acts. Doms, some he recognized and others he didn’t, orchestrated a few of the scenes along the edge of the space. He snorted. He wasn’t sure why he’d expected to see a few women. Not tonight. Raining Men must’ve been aimed strictly at gay men.
Standing along the edge of the room was an option, but not a good one. If a Dom spotted him and decided he should be part of a scene, Ty would have to comply. He wasn’t collared by anyone—not yet. He wanted his Dom, Leo, to do it, but they hadn’t spent enough time together for such a situation to take place.
Ty toyed with the black band around his wrist. On the baseball field, he knew just what to do. Get out there and play. But in the club, his confidence melted. Rocke had mentioned settling down, but part of Ty wanted to stay free. Why tie himself down to one guy, especially when he wasn’t ready for the entire baseball league to know he was gay? And what if he couldn’t find someone he wanted to settle down with? Why choose someone who might be only “good enough”? Or had he set his standards too high?
God, he’d crawled too far into his own head again. He was here to have fun. If he ran into Leo, good, but right now, he just wanted to dance and let loose for a little while.
Rocke strolled past him and grinned. “Get out there. You paid the hundred bucks. Get your money’s worth.” He headed over to two men at the bar.
Ty sighed. He’d come to the event to hook up with Leo and he’d never get anywhere standing along the edge. What was wrong with joining a group already together? Or finding someone for the night? Because they weren’t Leo. But Leo probably didn’t see him as anything other than another random sub.
He noticed a group of four men gathered on the couch. Glitter billowed around the room, except for where these guys were knotted together.
“Care to dance?” A man with a harness across his chest and a tiny g-string writhed beside Ty. “You want to. Come on before one of the Doms snaps you up.”
Ty didn’t argue as the guy pulled him into the middle of the room. Throbbing techno music nearly blotted out what the man said, but Ty wasn’t paying attention. He’d noticed one of the individuals on the couch—Leo.
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