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Many of us have had our hearts broken, either by a long-ago love or a more recent one. But what do you do once that happens? Some women might decide to make their ex's life miserable. For example, leaving nasty messages on their old love's answering machine or driving by his house to see if another woman's car is parked there. But that kind of behavior can leave a woman in trouble with the law and is definitely not recommended. It's not a great idea to set oneself up to be the subject of the next episode of Snapped.
Some women turn their anger and sadness inward and may end up over-indulging in Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies, Little Debbie snack cakes and pints of Ben & Jerry's (New York Super Fudge Chunk is my favorite). Even worse, some ladies turn to alcohol "to drown their sorrows." Again, bad idea. These women are only hurting themselves in the long run.
They say the best thing to do, once you've fallen off the horse, is climb right back on again. In other words, the best way to get over an old love is to find a new one. The heroine of my erotic romance Uncollared is trying to get back on that horse herself.
Not that she's looking for love. No, that's the last thing on her mind. She's hurt and angry after her Dominant, Philip, ends their relationship. She knows she'll never love any man the way she does Philip, but also realizes that she can't mourn him forever. When another Dom, Chess, makes her an offer, she decides to continue exploring her submissive nature while keeping her heart safe.
Here's a bit more about the book:
Submissive Mia Manetti is devastated when her first Master uncollars her just as she was hoping for a permanent relationship with him. Trying to move on, she agrees to sub for a powerful and sexy new Dom.
Chess Ryan has wanted Mia from the first moment he saw her at Club Restraint, but it was always "hands off" because she belonged to his friend Philip. Now, thanks to that friend's maneuvers, Mia is finally his. But only for a little while.
Mia finds it increasingly difficult to keep her feelings in check as she experiences erotic delights with Master Chess, sensual and sexual fantasies that she's never known before. Is she setting herself up for another heart ache?
Guilt, secrets and misplaced pride all keep Chess and Mia from being completely honest with each other. As they connect sexually and emotionally, they realize their relationship has grown too serious to be called "play". How far are they willing to go as Master and slave?
Mia has no intention of letting her heart get broken again. But she finds it very hard to resist her new Dom's charms. Can she keep her emotions separate during all the sexy adventures they share?
He sat up and pulled the shirt over his head with her assistance. “Now you,” he said, unbuttoning her blouse and divesting her of the bra. Leaving her nude.
She wriggled a bit farther down his body, straddled his thighs, and unzipped his jeans. No need to ask the ultimate question—boxers or briefs?—because there was nothing at all between the denim and his hot, eager cock. Already hard, it grew even harder and larger as she trailed her fingers down the shaft. Mia swirled her finger around the head, smoothing a bead of precum into his silky flesh.
She wanted to get both hands in there, massage his balls while she held his cock, but there wasn’t enough room. She raised herself to her knees and tugged at his jeans. Chess lifted his ass to let her pull them lower on his thighs. With a sigh, Mia sank down on his legs, inhaling the musky scent of his arousal.
She took her time fisting his cock, enjoying the way his smooth skin moved fluidly over his steely hardness. With her other hand she caressed his sac, gently rolling his balls until they grew tight and drew up close to his body.
Chess grasped her hand. “Enough. I don’t want to go off too soon.”
The thread of need in his raspy voice pleased Mia, and her lips curved in a little smile of satisfaction. He was enjoying this. Though she was the submissive, tormenting him like this made her the powerful one.
She leaned forward and kissed the middle of his hairy chest. She kissed his left nipple. Then she nipped it.
“Umph!” He lightly smacked her ass, then rubbed it. “Bad girl.”
Mia smiled. She enjoyed being bad.
Let’s see if I can be worse still.
She draped her arm over the edge of the sofa and lifted the carton of vanilla ice cream, now melted. Little by little she drizzled the creamy liquid onto him in her best impression of Jackson Pollock. Chess’s torso became her canvas, the spoon her paintbrush. The “paint” adorned his chest in aimless swirls and squiggles.
Mia rested on her haunches to admire her artwork. Chess gazed at her, his eyes glittering, heavy-lidded. His lips were full and rosy, as though he’d been kissed. Lust shot through Mia like an arrow heading straight to her pussy. She wanted to kiss those lips, lick them, bite them.
But he hadn’t invited her to. So she would simply content herself with the rest of him.
What Mia doesn't realize is that Chess has a secret, one that could destroy their relationship just as it's starting up. As her feelings for him deepen, Mia has to decide how much she wants him, and if she cares deeply enough to risk her heart to keep him.
That's what we all must ultimately decide—are we going to let a past hurt keep us from loving again? Most of us, fortunately, decide to move forward and give love another chance. And most of us are glad we did.
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Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic
Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic