Who knew losing a bet could be this much fun?
Erica Nielsen agreed to a bet with her best friend, but she never imagined losing would involve a weekend of punishment at Dangerous Liaison, a BSDM retreat. But was it really punishment being trained by a sexy Irishman who takes her on a sexual journey of a lifetime?
Conal Brennan agrees to help a young woman find her submissive nature. He always enjoys being the one in control, but one look at the Nordic blonde he calls 'Fire girl' and he's not sure who's controlling whom.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM, spanking, bondage, voyeurism, group sex, public sex, M/F/M, some F/F action and a whole lot of kink!
General Release Date: 29th April 2013
For the tenth time since she’d left work, Erica Neilson wondered what the heck she was doing. She sighed, spying the large group of people congregating around the bar at the local RSL club, her workmates’ favourite watering hole. She had her friend Nicole to thank for being there tonight. She scanned the group again, looking for her crazy friend, finding her towards the back of the room playing a lively game of darts with a couple of the new medical students. One of them checked her out with more than a little bit of interest. Erica looked him over and he wasn’t half bad.
Her friend always attracted men like flies. She loved her to pieces but she sometimes envied Nicole’s easy confidence and femininity that never failed to draw a crowd of appreciative males. Nicole’s face lit up with a mischievous grin while she flung her arms around her in a tight hug.
"You came," she whispered in her ear before releasing her and stepping back.
"Of course I came. I promised I would."
Nicole giggled. "Yeah, well, you weren’t too enthusiastic about it. I was expecting you to find some excuse and blow me off again."
She blinked, remembering how she’d almost done exactly that, but since she’d stayed home the last two times Nicole had asked her to join them she’d figured she’d better bite the bullet this time.
Nicole laughed again, and winked at her. "Don’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me. I won’t tell Jack."
Jack? Oh crap, I forgot it was his last day. That’s why they had asked her to come. Thank goodness she’d given in to her guilt and had turned up. "I came because I didn’t want to let you down again. I’d forgotten all about Jack to be honest." She smiled.
"It doesn’t matter why you’re here, sweetie. I’m just glad you are. You need to have some fun."
"I have fun." Every night. When I’m asleep.
Nicole coughed. "Sure you do, hun," she said, handing over her darts to one of her adoring crowd. "But you need to start taking some chances. Take your clothes for instance."
Erica looked down at her tidy grey business suit and plain black flats. "What’s wrong with my clothes? They’re my work clothes."
"Sure, they’re very practical, but you could jazz them up a little, honey. You’ve got great curves. You should flaunt them a little."
Erica blushed as Michelle, one of the nurses from the hospital where she worked, sidled up next to Nicole and joined in. "You sure do, sweetie. You need to stop hiding under all those boring old suits."
Oh great. Does everyone have an opinion on my life? "I’m a manager. I have to look professional. This suit is my uniform."
Nicole and Michelle shared a look before Nicole leaned in close to whisper. "Sure, honey, but there’s wearing a suit, and then there’s wearing a suit."
"I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about."
Nicole moved in front of Erica and undid the top three buttons of her blouse.
"Hey! What are you doing? This is a work function. I have a reputation to uphold."
Nicole stepped back. Both she and Michelle stared at Erica, thoughtful looks on their faces. So this is what a piece of meat feels like.
Her fingers reached up to redo the buttons, but Nicole swatted her hands out of the way. "No, honey, leave it as it is. Trust me, you look fabulous."
She looked down at her ample cleavage, now on view for the entire world to see. "I seriously doubt that."
Nicole laughed. "Sure you do, and with a few more touches, you’ll be the knockout I always knew you to be."
Before she had a chance to ask what they had in mind Nicole had removed the pins from her tight bun and was shaking Erica’s long blonde curls around her shoulders.
Michelle produced a makeup bag and shuffled through the myriad of bottles and tubes. "You know, honey, you’d look really great in this new shade of lipstick I bought yesterday."
Erica stepped back, her arms folded across her chest. "Hey, what is this? Let’s make over Erica night?"
"Why not. You’re always complaining that you never get to meet any guys. Here’s your chance."
Living in a fantasy world as a child, Maggie was fascinated with telling stories. Whenever she shared her adventures of imaginary friends and saving the world from the bad guys, her mother called it 'Romancing'.
Actually it was more likely a really good ploy to get out of doing chores! Little wonder that after a life spent in many different occupations, Maggie has settled in to writing romance fiction. Her stories range from dark erotic thrillers, to fantasy tales of bondage and submission, to romantic suspense and paranormal.
Reviewed by Customer
a highly sensual BDSM story that falls clearly into the sexy pleasure category – and with a healthy dose of quirky fun adding even more enjoyment to the mix. This story about a bet between friends and...
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Reviewed by The Romance Studio
This was a book I couldn't stop reading. There was something very compelling about this journey for Erica and Conal. The focus is definitely on Erica's submissive training and all of her new experiences...
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