“What the hell did you think you were doing, Cara?”For once Cara had found someone who treated her well – Dan was sexy and laid back, letting her do whatever she wanted freely. But she’d always fallen for bad boys for a reason, and as Dan shows her the gentle love she’s never had, her cravings for rough use and being taken hard only grow.She desperately needs some of that from Dan – to feel wanted enough that he’ll get jealous and possessive, making it clear to everyone that she is his. And as her frustrations get worse, she starts stepping closer and closer to a line that she doesn’t want to cross. When she pushes things with a handsome stranger at a party, Dan might finally give her what she needs – if she can deal with it. This book contains BDSM spanking scenes with domestic discipline and punishment themes. Intended for readers 18+ only.Excerpt Before I could gather my thoughts, he was pulling me over to the sofa, his firm grip on me and my surprise stopping me from trying to pull back.“Whaa—? Dan, what are you doing?”He sat down abruptly and pulled me across him, letting me stumble and end up face-down on the sofa across his lap. I tried to turn and look at him, but he’d taken my flailing arms, holding them behind me in a grip I couldn’t break as my heart raced and I wondered what on earth had just happened. I was wriggling against him as I tried to get free, but his other hand coming down hard on my ass shocked me into stillness.What on earth?!As my movements eased up he shifted a little, seeming to settle where he was sat and throwing a leg over my calves, pinning me down further. I was suddenly unable to move or do anything to stop him, my limited struggles being rendered completely ineffective in this position. My breath was coming faster as my heart started racing and heat started to build in my stomach, a strange tension forming there and pulsing in my pussy. I’d never seen Dan like this and it was doing things to me that I didn’t expect. I knew I ought to be concerned with what he was doing, and how angry he was – and I was – but for some reason this was affecting me in completely unexpected ways. “Dan…”I didn’t know quite what to say to him, the confusion tumbling inside me about whether I’d been as wrong as he’d claimed partly replaced by the outrage at what he was doing. The position I was in was overwhelming everything, all my ability to think taken by the need to know what he was going to do – the thoughts of every possible implication here driving my mind crazy with the possibilities. And I had no idea what I wanted him to do. All my objections that he hadn’t cared enough to be jealous seemed to pale in comparison to what he was doing here – to how much this had obviously affected him. He’d said he hadn’t been jealous…but it was suddenly feeling like he cared very much.Well you got what you wanted…if you can deal with it…“You want to see how much I care? Well I’ll make it damn clear by giving you a reason to never put yourself in that position again.”