It was a sultry Summer night. I was in Vegas. Yeah, THAT Vegas. And I was dancing at a party, surrounded by gorgeous women in elaborate costumes...and beautiful men in next-to-nothing costumes. Which was EXACTLY how we all wanted it...
I stopped and starting chatting with a stunning woman who was hiding behind an elaborate silver and black mask. because of the covering, I only knew that she had incredible, bright eyes and a smile that could make the Pope blush. We laughed and talked, and ten minutes later, I felt like I'd known her my whole life.
Ten minutes after that, I was screaming in the poor woman's ear.
I finally looked at her name badge, and learned that this gorgeous, vivacious new friend was actually a dear pal I'd known on line for a year...the talented, sexy BIANCA SOMMERLAND.
Well, two hours after that, as we scarfed on a midnight buffet and still chatted like we'd been friends for ages, I was inwardly still stunned that I'd met one of my hugest idols. And now, I'm thrilled to be welcoming her "back to my table" as she celebrates the release of her newest installment in the Dartmouth Cobras series: DELAYED PENALTY.
In addition to an incredible cover, this book has plenty of what you know and love Bianca for: hot, steamy romance and some of the best storytelling in print!! Check out this excerpt...
Excerpt:
Exhaustion had taken
Akira the second she’d climbed into bed with Cort, but it was 5:00 a.m. and she
was wide awake. She rolled on to her belly, braced her elbows on the bed, and
smiled at the big man in the bed beside her. He let out a soft, sleepy groan
and dropped an arm over her back.
She giggled as he
picked her up by the waist and laid her over him. “I thought you were
sleeping!”
“No, I was waiting for
you to follow through with your threats.” He placed his hands on her hips, his
thumbs lightly stroking the curve of her pelvis, waking her in a different way.
All that was between them were his boxers and her panties. The swell of his
erection pressing against her had her melting with pure, hot desire. He gave
her a knowing grin. “I spent the first hour considering all the things in your
room I could use to tie you up if you got out of control.”
“Mmm, I think it’s too
late.” She grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands over his head, leaning down
to kiss the length of his neck. “You can’t stop me.”
“Not sure I want to.”
He easily freed one hand, slipping it around the back of her neck and guiding
her up so he could give her a long, slow kiss. The way he ground up against her
made her breath catch as heat throbbed down low. Then he slipped his lips along
her cheek to whisper in her ear. “The first time would be easiest with you on
top. Then I’ll know how much of me you can take.”
“I’d say you’re
bragging.” She inhaled his clean, arousing scent, sure she could get drunk and
high on him alone. He was rain in the spring mixed with pure, deep notes of
musk. Like standing on a mountain during a downpour, the air around her earthy
and rich. She lifted her head as his fingers trailed up her spine under her
nightshirt. “But I’ve had my mouth on you. I can’t take you all the way in.”
“Such a dilemma.” He
made her sit up and pulled her night shirt up over her head. “I guess we’ll
have to go very, very slow.”
Her eyes drifted shut
as he covered her small breasts with his huge hands. Brought her back down so
he could suck a nipple into his mouth. The tug of his lips, the flick of his
tongue, had her trying to get a good grip on his hair so he wouldn’t stop. His
hot breath moistened her flesh. He slipped one hand between her thighs, rubbing
gently at the moist swatch of cloth covering her.
“Not too slow.” She
whimpered as he slid a finger under the material and pressed it inside her at a
torturously languorous pace. Part of her was a little nervous about taking him
into her body, afraid it would hurt. Some women might think bigger was better,
but Cort was big enough that he’d have to be careful whenever they were
together.
If she didn’t trust
him, she wouldn’t even risk it. But she did, and right now his finger just
wasn’t enough.
“Hmm, I guess not.” He
withdrew his finger, glistening wet, and brought it to his mouth, making a
hungry sound as he sucked it. “Fuck, I could just eat you. You taste so good.”
She held her breath,
torn between wanting his very talented mouth on her once again, and taking as
much of him into her body as she could. Shifting restlessly, all kinds of
naughty words on the tip of her tongue, she spoke quietly. “I want this, Cort.
I want you.”
He sat up, wrapping his
arms around her. “Your last request of the night.” He glanced at the clock and
laughed. “Or should I say, morning. But we do this my way.”
“Yes, Sir.” She batted
her eyelashes, wiggling her hips a little to tease him. “I am yours to
command.”
One brow arched, he set
her aside, then stood. He reached down to take his wallet out of his jeans on
the floor, pulling out a condom. “Right now, I have only one command, Tiny.”
Her lips held tight
between her teeth, she looked up at him expectantly as he placed the condom in
her hand.
His fingertip brushed
down her cheek. He bent down and grazed her lips with his. “Don’t let me hurt
you.”
All choices have consequences, only
sometimes they’re . . . delayed.
Cortland Nash fled Dartmouth to avoid being arrested for murder, but his best
friend, Ford Delgado, is in danger. Cort returns, prepared to keep his head
down, and do whatever it takes to keep Ford breathing, but when he finds a
beautiful young woman out in the snow, frozen in fear, his plans change. He
needs to make sure she’s safe—even if the greatest danger is him.
Akira Hayashi never thought she’d overcome her fear of men, but the care of an
experienced Dom helped her achieve so much more. She’s embraced her submissive
side, and found her strength as the captain of the Dartmouth Cobras’ Ice Girls.
There’s nothing she can’t do—except function when she’s mugged in a parking
lot. The intimidating stranger who rescues her makes her feel things she never thought
possible. The only problem is his connection with Ford, a man she’ll hate
forever because she refuses to feel anything else.
With the constant threats from the crime lord he once called “Dad,” Ford
Delgado has no room in his life for love. Unfortunately, Akira already has his
heart—which is split in two when he discovers Cort is dating her. The betrayal
has him lashing out, trying to move on, to grow as a Dom, and free himself from
Kingsley’s criminal empire. He tries to forget what Akira means to him, but one
look into her eyes shows him the last thing she needs is for him to let her go.
Warning
This e-book contains material not suitable for readers under 18. There are
situations involving sex and violence and extreme emotions as a result. It also
contains scenes that some may find objectionable, including BDSM and other
rather enjoyable practices. As the characters are prone to exploring their
sexuality, it is advised that readers be prepared to see some lines blurred. Or
erased….
Author takes no responsibility for nonexistent lines. ;)
Author’s Note: The Cobras series has a continuing arc about the franchise,
players, and previous relationships. Some plots continue through the series and
may involve more than the main ménage. The series is best read in order.
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ABOUT MY BEAUTIFUL FRIEND BIANCA...
Tell you about me? Hmm, well, there’s not much to say. I love
hockey and cars and my kids…not in that order of course! Lol! When I’m not
writing—which isn’t often—I’m usually watching a game or a car show while
networking. Going out with my kids is my only downtime. I get to clear my head and
forget everything.
As for when and why I first started writing, I guess I thought
I’d get extra cookies if I was quiet for a while—that’s how young I was. I used
to bring my grandmother barely legible pages filled with tales of evil
unicorns. She told me then that I would be a famous author.
I hope one day to prove her right.
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