Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Hanging by a Moment by Bella Juarez

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?


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.


“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

Twitter:  @bellabjuarez


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