The Perfect Nightmare: Meeting the right person at the wrong
time.
Would you ever do a one-night stand? Is doing the right thing necessarily the right thing to do? People every day take a chance and sign
up for one date with a total stranger. Does
rolling the dice scare you? For some, that’s exactly what their
lonely lives drive them to do. They take
the chance that an outsider can help them find love and happiness. What would happen if, before that meeting,
you met the man of your dreams and he has his sights set on you, too? Would you still go through with your
commitment to a one-night stand with a perfect stranger? What a dilemma! What would you do with Mr. Right? Could you
juggle meeting your commitment for that one-night stand and hold on to the man of your dreams?
Why not find out?
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Widower and
Air Force reservist, Tom Ryan fills the empty spaces in his life by building
dream homes for others. When he’s invited to a client’s party, he meets the
owner’s sister-in-law, a tempestuous artist, and discovers that maybe there is
a wrong time to meet the right person …
Free-spirited Emily Sanchez is
known for pushing the envelope in art, but meeting dependable and down-to-earth
Tom challenges her. The man has submissive written all over him, and she thinks
she might be just the woman to peel back the layers and release the brilliant
passion inside.
But when they
are paired by Madame Eve, Tom turns the tables on Emily, because he’s always
been curious about the lifestyle, and if the chaotic artist is willing to
surrender, they may discover their deepest desire …
Story Excerpt:
Tom fell backward onto his bed and closed his eyes. How
could he meet both his commitments? He’d need to at least see his one-night
stand so he could say in good conscience they weren’t able to hit it off.
A picture of Emily laughing flashed into his mind’s eye. She
was so beautiful and the first woman in a long time he actually felt
comfortable around. He could tell her anything and, as the night wore on, they
had told each other quite a bit. He’d even talked about Karen, something he’d
never done with any other woman. Being with Emily was so easy and natural, it
didn’t occur to him to leave until almost midnight, well after the other guests
had departed. Closing his eyes, he recalled the hug they’d shared right before
he’d left for the night. Her body was perfect against his, and her soft skin
warmed his hands as he ran them over her arms before letting her go. He inhaled
and remembered her scent. Emily made him crazy with desire and need. He wanted
to shove her against the wall and kiss her like she’d never been kissed before.
Damn it! What the hell
am I going to do?
Exclusive Adult Excerpt:
Emily tensed when Tom landed the blows in succession. She’d
been wet the moment he entered the room and now was smoldering. With every
swing he took, she grew hotter. He marked her ass in random, unpredictable
patterns with the paddle. It stung, but he wasn’t hurting her. Emily started to
drift to another dimension as her pussy absorbed the vibration. A gentle hum
from the spanking teased her clit. Her brain short-circuited. If he smacked her
again, she’d come the second he connected.
“Pay attention. If I have to count, I’m starting over,” he
ordered with a harder correction swat.
“Nine!”
“I don’t fucking think so. Try again,” He demanded
correcting her.
Fuck. I’ve lost count.
“Six!” She flexed her inner thighs, trying to control her impending orgasm.
“That’s still wrong, but it’ll work.”
“Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven…. Tom!” She started to
shake uncontrollably.
Emily dug her nails into the back of his leg through the raw
silk trousers. She couldn’t hold back any longer against the tidal wave
slamming through her. She was out of her mind. Never had she experienced
something so powerful. Every fiber in her body snapped with sexual tension and
release. Tom instinctively knew how to play her and what kind of mind-fuck she
needed. She wantonly humped her hips while her pussy clenched and flexed. She
screamed to be filled. He delivered exactly what she craved, reaching between
her legs to shove two thick fingers into her, slamming her headlong into a
second orgasm. She squeezed her thighs around his hand and milked his fingers
with her pussy. Her senses were electrified and in overload.
Bella Juarez is
originally from San Antonio, Texas and now lives and writes on a small ranch in
South Central Texas. She draws inspiration from the real life heroes and
heroines of the United States military and her many experiences in the twelve
years she worked within that world as well as from her life in the civilian
world. Her love of thrill and adventure are reflected in her stories.
Where to Find Bella Juarez
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https://www.facebook.com/bella.juarez.35
Twitter:
@bellabjuarez
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