The Dom with a Safeword is now in edits! The book I'm writing with Leia Shaw and Cari Silverwood will be released October 31, 2012. As a new author, I never imagined I'd be lucky enough to work with such talented women. Each of us have written a character in this M/f/f bdsm romance, and it's turned out to be a fun yet touching story.
I'm giving away an ARC to someone that follows me and leaves a comment with their email
address! I'll draw a winner at the end of the week.
A bit about the book:
Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blonde Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own. Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q to get into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.
Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?
Here's an excerpt:
In the midst of the evil looking displays, Sabrina resembled a virgin sacrifice. The little white sundress and shiny pink lip gloss marked her as prey. She had even tied her shoulder-length blonde hair back with a big white ribbon. It was Sabrina’s idea of a joke, dressing like this to go to some of the edgier stores in town. Although she’d meant for it to be ironic, it was keeping Q in a constant state of distraction. Visions of Sabrina bound and helpless flashed like an old film in her head.
Q avoided looking at her – it was making her mouth water. From the twinkle in her eyes Q could see it was the reaction Sabrina had been hoping for.
She was so damned confusing. Sabrina swore she was straight, but she was such a tease. She obviously liked Q’s attention, but rejected her on an intellectual level. However, physically she was starting to give Q mixed messages. It gave her reason to hope.
At that very moment Sabrina was leaning over a glass jewelry display, the hem of her little sundress barely covering the bottom of her ass. She gave Q a sassy smile over her shoulder and turned back to shopping.
The big tattooed store attendant cast an admiring glance over Sabrina’s shapely legs and nodded at Q, giving her the thumbs-up. “Yours, Q?”
“I wish, Freddie” she muttered back.
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