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Today, August 30, my new story Plucked is free on participating Amazon stores. As with the Billionaires Club and Submission Island, you can read Plucked on its own. You’ll meet Mia, an ambitious journalism student set on getting a scoop at Submission House. Her only way in the the exclusive club is to be accepted as a submissive. Exploring her interest in BDSM as an inexperienced virgin will force her to take unexpected risks–and give herself to a wealthy, dangerous stranger. http://www.amazon.com/Plucked-Mias-First-Submission-House-ebook/dp/B0B5P3NJF8

Excerpt:

Bruno

A headshot stopped my breath.

Her lank black hair, delicate face, and pale complexion made her seem washed out compared to women who turned heads. The high forehead, heavy eyebrows, determined chin, and light makeup gave an impression of aloofness. Her air of wounded mystery intrigued me far more than the usual attempts to look ‘sexy.’

It took me several minutes to look away from what I saw in her dark eyes.

Mia. I read her file: the death of her parents, the jobs at the fringes of sex work, and her plan to earn a Bachelor’s in English. A kitten alone in his big, bad city. This place had jaws that chewed up morsels like her. It wasn’t enough that she was an orphan, mostly a loner, and from a small town. It was her eyes that caught me.

Breathing harder, I watched her video interview three times. Under my desk, I touched my swelling cock. The shadows deep in her eyes told me she’d been terrified by monsters and didn’t forget.

I could own her.

Mia

Gasping, I sat back on my heels. I smelled myself, my secret scent from being turned on out of my mind.

“Good, very good,” his deep voice resonated in me, shocked me back to knowing a stranger witnessed me coming my brains out.

He raised me, and stroked my shoulders and back gently, his hands firm and sure. His full attention on me felt electric.

He caressed my neck, my shoulder blades, my lower back, ass, and upper thighs, one big arm supporting me.

I surrendered, relaxed into the pleasure of his hands exploring me.It was a good thing that learning his identity was forbidden. The way he touched me, this had to be how addictions were formed. The rushes were so intense that you wanted more and became helpless.

That couldn’t happen, so I was safe. The game of being helpless, and the reality of having no say in ever seeing him again, made me guiltless. We could do anything in this room, and it was not my fault.

If you miss the free copy, there will be a limited-time discount on it this week. It’s also available to borrow in Kindle Unlimited for a limited time.

Please note: This book is for adults only due to detailed sex scenes and BDSM power play with male dominance. This is consensual erotica with a dark edge, dirty romantic billionaire, spirited virgin heroine, and mafia connections.

If you’re an adventurous reader, get your copy and enjoy!