Belonging to Blake
When a sexy arrogant neighbor decides to intrude on Ashley's private lake, she finds her vacation at her grandpa's cabin to be full of surprises. Will her attraction to the muscle-bound man consume her, or will she resist his demands and attentions? Can she deny her instinct to obey Blake's every whim? Does she even want to try?
Blake wants nothing more than to own Ashley's heart and mind since he first time he saw her years ago. Will he be able to convince her that she wants to be under his control and in his bed?
"Darlin', I don't think I have ever seen something more erotic than you on that deck. The way you spread your legs and pumped your hips. You are lucky I didn't swim across the lake and take you right then and there, because when I do take that pretty little ass of yours you won't ever be the same."
Images of his naked body emerging out of the lake, water dripping down his frame seep into my mind. My nipples harden under my shirt, and an interest in discovering exactly what he means starts deep inside me. Feeling torn between begging for him to take me and slapping him across the face, I take a deep calming breath. Just as I am about to tell him what I think about his arrogant, yet unforgettable ass, he takes two strides toward me and wraps his hand around the back of my neck moving swiftly to press his lips to mine.
Master Michael
Angel fantasizes of a sexy dominant man in her life, but fears she is destined to be alone forever. After a chance game of online chess, her world turns upside down, and she finds herself plunged into a long distance relationship with a sexy stranger straight out of her dreams. Michael, a seductive wealthy loner becomes consumed by the need to possess Angel. Will their relationship work in real life or will she let her doubts about herself interfere with his attempts to possess her heart?
"Shut the door, Angel." I hear from the far corner of the room. I would recognize that voice anywhere. I feel his deep baritone all the way down to my toes. I have my first scent of the man I have grown to love. Sandalwood and almost a vanilla scent attack my senses. Just being near him and smelling his fresh scent dampens my *******. After taking a second to adjust to the lack of lighting, I see a very large man sitting in dark cushioned chair with one leg crossed over the other. He's wearing his signature suit. Doesn't this man know how to relax and dress down?
I want to run up to him and throw my arms around his massive shoulders and just touch him finally, but I know he will tell me exactly what he wants me to do. "Angel, you have kept me waiting a long time. Why is your shirt still on?" he asks inviting me to remove it. I start unbuttoning my blouse facing him and take a step towards him in the dark. If I am getting undressed for him, I want him to see me. "That's far enough he warns." I wonder why he is stopping me from getting close to him.
Yes, Drill Sergeant, Yes
Trisha works hard to make her dreams come true. Earning a coveted internship at a renowned art gallery, she hopes to one day sell her paintings. Determined to pay for art school on her own, she does what any military brat would do. She enlists in the Army reserves. Will her obsession for her mouth-watering drill sergeant shatter her quaint little life forever?
Drill Sergeant Thomas is a hard core no-nonsense soldier. He trains ordinary citizens to be soldiers every day. When Trisha enters his life, he discovers he not only wants her to obey his commands, but he wants her to submit to him in every way. Will he convince her that she belongs with him, or will he scare her away for good?
If I'm only dreaming, I will be totally pissed off when I wake up.
"This *** will be mine when I am through, this ***** will be mine," he growls. I can feel the vibration of his voice against my neck--definitely not dreaming.