DETERMINED TO MASTER
BJ Wane
Genre: Erotic Romance, Suspense, BDSM
Publisher: Blushing Books
Publication Date: June 29, 2018
Publisher: Blushing Books
Publication Date: June 29, 2018
They were happy to be Richmond's most sought after bachelors until fate paired them each
with a woman they couldn't resist.
with a woman they couldn't resist.
Six wealthy bachelors, content playing the field and indulging in their BDSM kinks.
Five women who enter their lives unexpectedly, each bringing issues most men would steer
clear of.
clear of.
They aren't most men. They're dominant. Possessive. And ruthless when someone they care
about is threatened.
about is threatened.
Contains all five books in the Virginia Bluebloods series, hot, alpha males, strong but
vulnerable women, and HEA's.
vulnerable women, and HEA's.
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Excerpt
from Bind Me to You
Dec didn’t know what he would do, how he’d react if she said no. Thank God he didn’t have
to find out because, with a look of relief, she followed him to the elevator without a word.
He couldn’t recall a time when he’d wanted a woman more, not even in his horny college
days when women were all he’d thought about. It’s just pent up frustration from pent up lust
he told himself as they exited the elevator and he led her into the first room on the right. From
the way his cock pressed with painful insistence against his zipper, he felt as if he could explode
any second. He knew he would’ve had no qualms about hauling her outside and taking her
against the brick side of the warehouse if he had found all the second floor, private rooms
taken when he’d stopped on this floor on his way downstairs earlier.
to find out because, with a look of relief, she followed him to the elevator without a word.
He couldn’t recall a time when he’d wanted a woman more, not even in his horny college
days when women were all he’d thought about. It’s just pent up frustration from pent up lust
he told himself as they exited the elevator and he led her into the first room on the right. From
the way his cock pressed with painful insistence against his zipper, he felt as if he could explode
any second. He knew he would’ve had no qualms about hauling her outside and taking her
against the brick side of the warehouse if he had found all the second floor, private rooms
taken when he’d stopped on this floor on his way downstairs earlier.
“Strip,” he ordered without preamble, tightening his jaw against the surge of possessive
pleasure he experienced eyeing the cuffs he had left on her wrists and ankles. They were
wide, thick and bulky. He wanted her to know she had them on, know who put them there
and accept what they meant as long as she wore them. Her hands shook as she finished
unbuttoning her top, her expressive eyes shifting away from his when she shrugged it and
her bra off her shoulders. Holding out his hand, he took them, saying, “Now the skirt.”
pleasure he experienced eyeing the cuffs he had left on her wrists and ankles. They were
wide, thick and bulky. He wanted her to know she had them on, know who put them there
and accept what they meant as long as she wore them. Her hands shook as she finished
unbuttoning her top, her expressive eyes shifting away from his when she shrugged it and
her bra off her shoulders. Holding out his hand, he took them, saying, “Now the skirt.”
Camille kept quiet, afraid if she said anything it would be the wrong thing and he’d send her
away. With her palms sliding flat against her waist, she lowered the skirt, taking her panties
the rest of the way down with it, conscious of the heavy feel of the cuffs. They were bulky
and cumbersome around her wrists and ankles, but strangely comforting in a weird, somewhat
sexual way. She assumed he would remove them when he finished with her, and she’d been
both relieved and pleased he wasn’t ready to end the night just yet. She had difficulty
swallowing around the lump of vulnerability stuck in her throat when she stood naked before
him, but as his gaze took a slow slide down her body, hot enough to inflame her smoldering
arousal, her body responded with its usual fever.
away. With her palms sliding flat against her waist, she lowered the skirt, taking her panties
the rest of the way down with it, conscious of the heavy feel of the cuffs. They were bulky
and cumbersome around her wrists and ankles, but strangely comforting in a weird, somewhat
sexual way. She assumed he would remove them when he finished with her, and she’d been
both relieved and pleased he wasn’t ready to end the night just yet. She had difficulty
swallowing around the lump of vulnerability stuck in her throat when she stood naked before
him, but as his gaze took a slow slide down her body, hot enough to inflame her smoldering
arousal, her body responded with its usual fever.
About BJ Wane
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with
my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled
extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now much prefer being
homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest
in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to
writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.
my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled
extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now much prefer being
homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest
in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to
writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.
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