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Sometimes submission can be hot…
Vicki’s never had a problem standing up for herself. So when a meathead at the
gym grabs her butt, she has no problem punching him in the face. Gavin, the
gorgeous gym owner, throws the guy out, and his tender, but insistent demand to
tend to her injured hand makes Vicki hot. The buff, sex-god-come-to-life is
everything she’s ever wanted, and he’s only too happy to show her how good sex
can be.
Gavin is entranced by the feisty woman, even though he already has more than
enough on his hands with the gym and his work as a volunteer firefighter. The
last thing he needs is this bundle of contained fury tossed in his lap, but
something about her calls to his inner Dominant. Not only that, her body
responds to him like no other. But when he discovers someone is stalking her,
it’s no longer all fun and games. Submission is all about trust…and after a
brutal attack, trust is the last thing Vicki is willing to give…to anyone.
Reader note: contains light BDSM, spanking, and submission elements.
Excerpt:
She scans her face in the mirror, heart beating wildly
with the near death dash. She glares at herself. Clumsy! With another big
exhale, she pushes off the treadmill. Grabbing her water bottle, she heads for
the free weight section of the large gym. The long row of dumbbells sits
against the large mirror. Benches and a few squat racks are spread out around
her. Several larger men huff and puff as they test their personal bests.
One man to her right slams a loaded bar into the ground
with an exaggerated grunt. The noise makes her jump. Vicki twists her upper
body to look over her shoulder at the beast, and he grins. She wrinkles her
nose at him before she turns back to face the reflective glass. She parts her
feet, bending her knees slightly, stretching out the muscles she has taken the
care to warm up. She presses a few buttons on her iPod to make the music fill
her brain and block out the buffoons behind her. She grabs two twenty-five-pound
dumbbells. Again she shifts her feet for balance. Her knees begin to bend, and
a big hand smacks her left ass cheek.
The sting of the hand isn’t too bad—actually, in a
different setting, she would welcome the bite of a good spanking—but the idea
of someone putting their hands on her body without permission sets her blood to
boil. With a scowl, she looks past herself in the mirror to see the smug man’s
face, his nasty eyes still glued to her rear end. Vicki throws the weights in
her hand to the padded floor. Pivoting like a professional basketball player,
she tightens her abs and lets her fist fly into the man’s face.
“Fucking bitch!” he growls and steps toward her. He
towers over her five-foot frame, but she doesn’t care. Squaring her shoulders,
Vicki prepares to punch him again.
“Seriously?” she asks him, cocking her head to the side
in a taunt. “Sexual harassment and you wanna add verbal abuse to the
list?” Fluttering her eyelashes like some sweet five-year-old, she goads the
beast before her.
“I’ll turn you upside down, little girl.” One more step
and his chest brushes hers.
“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!” A deep voice yells from behind the
guy she is planning to pummel.
“What the hell is going on?” It’s the god who was serving
smoothies. He puts his big hand on the asshole’s chest and shoves him backward.
He looks at the guy and then turns those dark chocolate eyes on Vicki.
Bio:
wife. She was born in a small town in New Hampshire, which she left at the age
of eighteen to marry the love of her life. Leaving everything and everyone she
had ever known to live down south with her new husband. They have now been
married for almost eight years and are raising a wild child of a daughter. Her
husband is in the military and because of that, they have shared the joys and
struggles of moving around the country.
published author seemed just that, only dreams. In 2015, with encouragement
from a friend, she submitted a short story to etopia press and was beyond
surprised when they wished to publish it. She now has four works under contract
and a very hot series in the making.
