Greetings! Another Saturday another Saturday Spankings. This week book #1, HIRED, in my popular HOT ICE series is on sale at just 99c/99p. My sexy Viper players are dominant, tough, and play to win on and off the ice. (Please note, the book with the most happy spanky in it is SLAP SHOT though all have a sprinkle of kink and a lot of action.)
One hundred grand to babysit a hockey player on an island paradise—seriously, how bad could he be?
I’m not expected to talk to Logan “Phoenix” Taylor. I only have to hang out with him in a luxurious villa on a private beach while I study. Simple, right? The money would make my dreams of going to nursing school possible.
I haven’t counted on Logan being so deliciously bad—he is oh so good. When the temperature cranks to a boiling point, he knows just how to satisfy the deepest, darkest part of my soul and give my body exactly what it needs. We transport each other to an exquisite world of pleasure where only we exist among the sand and waves, only we matter.
But, the heady mix of emotions and lust can’t keep things from spiraling out of control and back to reality, where I have to keep the secret that I’ve been hired to entertain him…even if it shatters my delicate heart. Even if it costs me my destiny.
“Strip,” he said.
I stood on legs weak with anticipation and wriggled out of my sweatpants and pink panties. He pulled open the bag and propped it on the bedside table.
I leaned over to take a look. Straightaway I found myself flushing on my cheeks, my chest and in between my legs. There were a pair of black leather handcuffs, several tubes of lube—some used, some new—a scattering of condoms and two enormous pink vibrators. There was a smaller box, too, sealed with film from the shop, a cellophane window revealed a long, tapered sex toy with a wide base and two folded arms. My blood pressure rocketed. I had no intention of going near someone else’s vibrator, but that thing was new and Logan was eyeing it with a decidedly wicked glint.
“What’s that?” I asked, concern mixing with my curiosity and desire.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he replied, cupping my face in his hands. His voice deepened. “I want to take you somewhere so damn hot it’ll blow both our minds.” His lips were almost touching mine, his low voice a hypnotic murmur. “Can you trust me, to take you there and bring you back?”
I looked at the naked need in his eyes. He’d just come but he was still hungry for me, not satisfied until I was. “Yes,” I said quietly, “Yes, I trust you, Logan.”
“Enough to let me have total control over you and even if you think it’s not what you want, allow me to carry on?” He licked his lips. “Trust me to show you how good I can make you feel deep, deep inside?” His eyes gleamed with self-assurance as the deep timbre of his voice vibrated through me.
“Yes.” I had no idea what I was agreeing to but I trusted him to be in charge of my sexual satisfaction more than I’d ever trusted any other man. “Yes.”
I didn’t have time to change my mind. Quick as a flash he had my wrists down by my stomach and pressed together in just one of his hands. In a swift movement he wrapped the cool stiff handcuffs around them and clicked them secure. I went to tug them but instead squeaked in surprise as he threw me down on the bed and dropped his bulk on top of me.
His carnal smile ripped a tremor from my guts. I got the feeling he was done with gentle seduction, and the sheer size and strength of him had me delirious with anticipation. “I’m going to fuck you now, Brooke. You ready?” I suddenly got an idea of what it must be like for an opponent facing him on the ice—I was glad he liked me.