Hers
to Own
The
Vault Series
The
McBride Men: Kade
Contemporary
Erotic Romance
By
Anne
Lange
Published
by Etopia Press
Word
Count: ~82,700 words
Heat
Level: Hot
Warning:
Contains sexually explicit language, and elements of BDSM,
specifically spanking, light bondage, voyeurism, wax, flogger and
whip play. For an mature audience 18 years and older.
ISBN:
978-1-941692-30-1
Blurb
He’ll
teach her to love her body…one spanking at a time.
Brienna
Morgan has worked hard to look good. Ten years ago she stuck to the
shadows, watching the popular kids, wishing she could be one of them.
But when they weren’t calling her cruel names, nobody noticed the
smart overweight girl with the glasses.
So
when she braves her high school reunion and runs into Kade McBride,
the boy she loved from afar, the last thing she wants is for him to
remember her. It’s bad enough she still sees that girl every time
she looks in the mirror. But Kade does remember—and he makes it
impossible for Brie to refuse to go out with him. She’s not
convinced it’s a good idea, but she can’t pass up the opportunity
to be part of the in crowd.
Kade
had no desire to go to his high school reunion. As far as he’s
concerned, he’d rather forget those days. Especially the day he
screwed up and left his best friend to pay the ultimate price. But
when he sees the gorgeous woman enter the gym, he’s immediately
drawn to her. Regardless of her claims that she’s not the girl he
thinks he remembers, Kade realizes maybe he’s been given a second
chance to right at least one wrong from his past. And he’s
determined not to throw this opportunity away, even if he has to tie
Brienna to a spanking bench to prove his point.
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Excerpt (PG)
Hers
to Own
The
Vault Series
The
McBride Men: Kade
©
2014 Anne Lange
When
the song ended, she tried to step away, but he refused to release her
and instead tightened his hold, sliding smoothly into the next dance.
His behavior shocked him. He kept his hips tipped slightly away. It
was an awkward position and it put a strain on his back, but better
that than have her feel his erection pressed to her stomach.
“Brienna?”
he murmured next to her ear.
“Yeah?”
“You
were the pretty girl who always hung back near the edge of the
crowd.”
He
heard her intake of air. She shook her head and stiffened, then tried
to withdraw, but he held tight, this time close enough she had to
feel his cock. His fingers caressed the dip at the bottom of her
spine. She trembled.
“You
used to watch me. I remember I envied how smart you were, how
attractive.”
She
pushed out a harsh laugh. “I already told you, Kade, you’re
mixing me up with somebody else.”
“It’s
not too late, you know.” His lips brushed the shell of her ear.
“Too
late?” she squeaked.
“To
get to know the people you went to school with.”
She
placed her hands flat on his chest and pushed. “Let me go, Kade.
Please.”
“Why?”
“Because
I asked you to.”
Kade
dropped his arms to his sides.
She
took two solid steps away from him and clutched her hands in front of
her. “Thank you for the drink and the dance, but I need to…to
leave. Excuse me.”
“But
you just got here.” He mentally kicked himself for coming on so
strong and scaring her off, especially when there could be nothing
between them other than two would-be friends reconnecting.
She
closed her eyes, bit her lip, and then opened them and looked
straight at him. “I just think it’s time for me to leave.”
She
navigated her way back to their table. Kade followed, taking in the
other couples dancing, the people laughing and reminiscing. Groups
were gathered around photo collages set up around the room. A photo
booth in the corner had a long line of people waiting to have their
pictures taken with old friends while wearing silly hats and glasses.
When
she reached the table she snatched up her purse and turned to him.
“I’m sure there are plenty of people here who you do know,” she
said. “The people you were actually friends with.” Her gaze
dropped to the floor. “Maybe the person you’re actually looking
for is here somewhere.” She focused on him one last time and then
glanced at something over his shoulder. “In fact, it looks like one
of your old friends has spotted you, and she seems to be anxious to
talk to you.” She nodded her head in the direction they’d come
from. “Thank you for the dance, Kade.”
Kade
swung around, hoping to dissuade whoever was coming up behind him.
Kim glided across the room, a look of determination on her face.
When
he spun back to Brienna, she was gone.
Author
Bio
Shoes
are her addiction, but books are her passion. Anne Lange grew
up with a love for reading. If you take a close look, she’s got
either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo—maybe all three—tucked into
her bag or a pocket when she leaves the house. You know, just in case
there’s time to sneak in a chapter or ten. Anne reads many
genres of romance, but prefers to write sexy stories, often with a
dash of humor, and usually with a side of those sinful pleasures your
mom never told you about.
Oh,
and always a happily ever after.
While
embarking on this wild journey of becoming a romance author, Anne
juggles a full time job and a family. Not always successfully. Who
needs a clean house every day? And what’s wrong with cereal
for dinner? She lives in Ontario, Canada with her wonderfully
supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too
fast, and Rocky the bearded dragon.
Author
Social Links
Email:
Anne_Lange66@yahoo.ca
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