We’re going to talk about The Stranger in a minute here. First, though, I want to tell you about an upcoming chance to meet me, if you live in the Savannah, GA, area. On Saturday, August 6th, I’ll be signing books at the Authors After Dark signing at the Savannah Marriott Riverfront from 2-4pm. There are going to be a lot of great authors there, including Sherrilyn Kenyon, who wrote one of my very favorite romances of all time, Fantasy Lover. Anyway, come on out and see me, pick up some swag. If you’d like to get something signed, I’ll have paperback copies of The Baby, and First Time, as well as a few assorted audio editions. Or, feel free to bring your own stuff from home.
Okay, about The Stranger…
Six years before Neil Elwood became Sophie Scaife’s boss—and Dom—she knew him as Leif, the charming stranger in the Los Angeles International Airport, and the man who would change her life forever…
Fresh from the class of 2007, eighteen-year-old Sophie Scaife is ready to throw her carefully planned future to the wind and chase her dreams all the way to Tokyo. When her flight is canceled and a handsome stranger offers her a night of no-strings-attached pleasure, Sophie finds herself on a much different adventure than she’d expected.
With his commanding sexual presence and deviously filthy mind, Leif is the perfect man to teach Sophie everything that’s been missing with other lovers. But while Sophie can trust him with her body, she’s not sure he’s all that he claims to be…and their night of passion could change everything.
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:
- The Stranger will be released on Amazon and Smashwords on August 9th.
- It will be available across other platforms soon after.
- The Stranger is not a full-length novel. It’s a novella, coming in at approximately 30,000 words.
- There will be something of great interest to Neil and Sophie fans at the end.
I hope every is as excited about this story as I am. I started writing it in 2014, shortly after The Girlfriend was released, but a failed backup resulted in the loss of the nearly completed manuscript. I’m so please to finally put it into readers’ hands. If you know fans of the series, make sure they know about this one.
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Leif used the key card to unlock the door, ushered me through, and kicked it closed behind us. I laughed, breathless, as he hauled me up against his chest, and we both dropped our bags where we stood. It was the first unrestrained contact we’d had, and I ached for it. His mouth covered mine, and senses I didn’t know I had jolted awake.
He palmed my ass and squeezed. “This…has been driving me wild.” One hand rummaged between us for the button on my jeans. We were at the pants-coming-off stage? This was moving so fast!
He didn’t push them down. Instead, he took advantage of their looseness and slid both hands down my back and into my pants to cup my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh.
“I’ve wanted to get my hands on this since I first saw you,” he confessed between kisses. “I’ve wanted to touch every part of you.”
“I want you to, too,” I whimpered. Every brush of his lips promised that I had made the right decision coming here with him. He dragged his mouth across my cheek, to the edge of my jaw, down my neck.
He tugged at the hem of my T-shirt. “Take this off.”
“Oh, um.” I knew we were going to get naked at some point. We kind of had to, to have sex. But, now, it felt a little more serious. “I don’t have a bra on.”
“I hope you don’t think me rude for saying so, but I did notice.” He rubbed his thumb over my hard nipple through my T-shirt. Suddenly, the barrier of the cotton was too much; I stepped back and whipped my shirt over my head.
I hoped he wouldn’t notice that one of my boobs was slightly larger than the other.
Holding me tight with an arm around my waist, he sucked and kissed his way from my collarbones to the upturned points of my nipples. His mouth closed over one; I thought I would die.
This was so much different than anything I’d done before. I didn’t feel like a buffet of parts for him to pick and choose from. He held all of me, molded my body to his, and murmured over and over how much he wanted to fuck me, how good I felt. It didn’t feel like getting fucked; it felt like being worshipped.
I held onto his upper arms, but felt bold enough to raise my hands and run my fingers through his hair. I pulled his face closer, and he groaned, flicking his tongue over my captured nipple.
“I want…” Had I gasped that aloud? Because I didn’t know exactly what I’d meant to ask for.
He straightened and pulled me close, then spun us to trap me between him and the wall. He traced the shell of my ear with his tongue before he asked, “What do you want?”
Yeah, what do you want? I’d thought of this as my chance to live out my fantasies. And one loomed so much larger than any of the others. I’d heard of kinky stuff before. At least, I’d watched Secretary before. I’d watched the first spanking scene over and over for… personal reasons, and I’d even followed Lee’s lead and tried to spank myself with a hairbrush.
That shit definitely did not work.
But there was only one way to find out if the real thing was better. “Um… you could… spank me? Maybe?”
His body went still. I wasn’t sure he was still breathing.
A mixture of disbelief and delight crossed his face.
“Only if you’re cool with that,” I added, hoping I hadn’t offended him.
“Oh, I absolutely am.” His half-smile showed again. “I was just thinking how lucky it is that our paths crossed today.”
“Just give me one second, okay?” I asked, and he moved his arm to let me pass.
I went into the bathroom and shut the door, then turned on the water in the sink to cover the sound of peeing. Then, I frantically found a washcloth and used it to clean all of my crucial parts from the armpits down. All the while I hurriedly worked, I stared at myself in the mirror. Topless, pants around my ankles, about to go out there and be spanked by a guy older than my mom.
This had not been part of the plan when I’d left the house this morning.