Bound to the Bad
Boy – Book Spotlight
Title: Bound to the Bad BoyGenre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Word Count: 41,250
Release date: April 30th 2014
Thanks so
much for agreeing to host me with my latest release Bound to the Bad Boy. The idea for this story came from pondering
the question: What is it that makes bad boys irresistible? Is it the raw
masculine energy, the unpredictable nature, or the desire we feel to tame the
wildest man around when it seems that no one else can?
There are
many appealing things about bad boys. They have alpha qualities that suggest
strength and leadership and there’s nothing sexier than a man who doesn’t give
a damn about what others think. He knows his own mind and he goes his own way.
The bad boy also doesn’t spend hours worrying about his appearance, yet he is
incredibly, effortlessly attractive and alluring. A bad boy doesn’t have to be
classically good looking but he must be the epitome of raw masculinity. He is
intense, passionate and deep. You know that he will be loyal if he loves you
and that he will treasure you above all others, including himself.
In Bound to the Bad Boy, Matt King, the bad
boy of the story, is a handsome tattooed biker. He is passionate, loyal and
devoted. Matt has a less than flawless background, which you can find out about
if you read the story, but he also has some hot and interesting erotic
preferences and a fierce passion for his sub, Megan, that has never died.
Let me know
what you think and tell me what it is that you love about bad boys.
Molly xxx
BLURB
A high school reunion. A Dom. A sub.
Old secrets.
Megan Agnelli returns to her hometown of Cherub, Minnesota, hoping to prove to herself that her feelings for her first love, Matt King, are firmly in the past. Once her lover and her Dom, Matt has haunted her thoughts and her dreams for the last four years. She knows that she might bump into the handsome, tattooed biker at the high school reunion. But she still decides to go.
Matt went down for a crime he didn’t commit. Megan abandoned him when he needed her most. Hurt and confused, he tried to soldier on. For his motorcycle club. For Megan. Because he believed that she should be able to choose a life without him…if that was what she really wanted.
One night brings everything rushing back. The pain of loss. The overwhelming desire. The intense passion between a Dom and his sub. But can they heal the hurts of the past and move forward to create a future, or will it just be one hot reunion?
Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition, multiple partners
Megan Agnelli returns to her hometown of Cherub, Minnesota, hoping to prove to herself that her feelings for her first love, Matt King, are firmly in the past. Once her lover and her Dom, Matt has haunted her thoughts and her dreams for the last four years. She knows that she might bump into the handsome, tattooed biker at the high school reunion. But she still decides to go.
Matt went down for a crime he didn’t commit. Megan abandoned him when he needed her most. Hurt and confused, he tried to soldier on. For his motorcycle club. For Megan. Because he believed that she should be able to choose a life without him…if that was what she really wanted.
One night brings everything rushing back. The pain of loss. The overwhelming desire. The intense passion between a Dom and his sub. But can they heal the hurts of the past and move forward to create a future, or will it just be one hot reunion?
Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition, multiple partners
EXCERPT (18+)
Megan took a step forwards. She wanted to start
the tour. To get moving. To stop the fervent racing of her brain before it made
her dizzy. Before she changed her mind and fled.
Matt didn’t move.
She went to take another step forwards but she
paused. What was he waiting for? Had she done something wrong, other than
deciding to come here with him?
“Matt?”
“You have forgotten.”
She tensed. The tiny hairs on her arms stood on
end. Did he want her to kneel? Should she have kept to ‘Master’ instead of
using his name? How would this work between them now after so long? Did they
just slip back into their old ways?
Surely he’ll tell me what to do, just like always. Whenever I’ve been in
doubt, he has helped me, led me, and even calmed me.
“Megan,” he whispered as he moved closer. “Do
you need me to remind you?”
She gazed into his eyes but found no answer
there. Only the darkness of desire, and the danger of passion. A passion which
could be roused like a hungry panther with claws just as sharp and a body just
as beautiful, just as powerful. Yes, Matt was dangerous. Addictively so.
She nodded, afraid to speak.
“Take off your dress.”
“What?” her voice squeaked.
“You come into my home, then you play by my
rules.”
She looked down. The fire in his eyes was too
fierce, too intense. She stared at his broad shoulders instead, at how they
morphed into a full muscular chest that bulged beneath his fitted black
t-shirt. His arms were heavily tattooed with colorful sleeves that told the
story of his life so far. Images of things he’d done, people he’d known, and
places he’d travelled.
My name.
She jumped as she spotted it.
Just above his left wrist, written within the
body of a snake that was wrapped around a bleeding heart. Had he done that
after she’d broken up with him?
Her stomach clenched. Had she hurt him that much
that he’d felt the need to ink her betrayal upon his flesh like a brand to
remind him?
He lifted his arm.
“Is that because . . .” She couldn’t finish her
question.
“Yeah . . . because you left. Because it hurt. Because
I never forgot.”
“Oh.” Her eyes stung suddenly with hot tears.
She had tried not to think about his feelings when she told him she needed out.
He was tough. A man, a biker, a Dom. How could she have possibly hurt him?
He looked away for a moment, a muscle in his jaw
twitching as if he was trying to regain his composure. Deciding how to deal
with her. She held her breath. Would this be it? The end? Would he remember how
mad he was that she had left him and leave her to a night in the lonely hotel
bed with just her bullet vibrator for company? And after being this close to
him again, she had a feeling that the tiny battery operated device would be
unable to even tickle the need that now welled up inside her, shaking her to
her very core.
He blinked then turned to her again. His face
was calm, his features relaxed, as if he had pulled down a roller blind to hide
his emotions, doubts and fears.
“So…Megan…” He ran a finger down her arm and she
shivered. His touch was feather light yet it stirred her immediately. Her
panties dampened with her moist heat. “Are you staying?”
She nodded. “Please, Master.”
“Then . . .” He gestured at her dress.
She lowered her eyes. Her crimson bodice stuck
out in two places where her nipples protruded. A bead of perspiration trickled
down between her heavy breasts. She absently brushed at the sticky residue of
the reunion nametag but it clung to the shiny fabric like her lust now clung to
her.
She was hot for him. She wanted to stay. Just
for tonight. At least for tonight. So
she had to play by his rules. Just like always.
The thought tingled through her entire body,
curling in her pussy like a hot tongue and she began to unzip her dress,
trembling with nerves and desire.
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