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Each week I will feature a fabulous author and his or her naughty novel. This week it’s B.J. Wane offering the scandalous story,

RETURNING TO HER MASTER

Just the title conjures up all kinds of decadent delights.

returningtohermaster

FROM B.J.

I’m excited about reader’s responses to RETURNING TO HER MASTER. Picking up where HER MASTER AT LAST left off with Marc and Cassie’s story, I have added over 4,000 words to the original version of this story in Make Me Yours as well as made significant changes to the plot.  Publication Date: July 1, 2016. Publisher: Stormy Night Publications

BLURB

Marc Taite is shocked when Cassie Edwards, the only girl he’s ever loved, suddenly shows up in the club room of his Colorado vacation lodge. Ever since she broke off their romance without explanation and refused to answer his calls, he has wondered what went wrong, and he hauls her upstairs, intending to spank her soundly and then get some answers. Their old passion instantly reignites, however, and instead of taking her over his knee he ends up taking her hard and fast.

The connection they once shared clearly still exists, but Marc has already lived through the pain of losing Cassie once, and he is determined not to let himself be hurt again. Desperate to prove that this time she is truly ready to belong to him, Cassie promises Marc her complete submission, and she soon finds herself on her knees with her bright red bare bottom on display as she begs him to claim her in any way he pleases.

Though he is reluctant to risk his heart again, when Marc discovers that a stalker has followed Cassie to Colorado his need to protect her quickly overcomes his hesitation and he takes it upon himself to keep her safe, even when that means punishing her sternly when she breaks the rules he makes to protect her. But when a misunderstanding sends her fleeing from him once again, will he lose her a second time?

Publisher’s Note: Returning to Her Master is a stand-alone sequel to Her Master at Last. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a threesome, anal play, exhibitionism, BDSM content, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. Also note that an earlier version of this book was previously released by another publisher under the title Make Me Yours.
In this scene, Cassie has arrived unannounced at Marc’s mountain lodge after walking out on him two years earlier.

EXCERPT

Cassie moved to hop on a barstool when hard hands grabbed her waist and boosted her up.

“There you go, darlin’,” Marc said, leaning a muscled arm on the bar, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Dressed in tight jeans and body-sculpting black tee shirt with the lodge’s logo in the corner, he looked at her out of assessing green eyes. “You look good in my shirt.”

He caressed her bare thigh where the shirt had ridden up and she had trouble keeping from spreading her legs open in invitation as her core moistened. Talk about easy and eager, she thought with a rueful sigh. “Thank you, Master Marc.”

“I like how easily my title now falls from those pretty lips.” As he grasped her hair, a thrill shot up her spine when he held her still for a deep, wet kiss that set her body to quivering with anticipation. “And I like how those lips feel under mine.”

“Cassie, what can I get you?” Jack interrupted, grinning at her dazed expression. “Shit, Marc.

All you did was kiss her. I can’t wait to see her face after you’ve had her over the spanking bench for a while.”

The shocked arousal filling her blue eyes drew a chuckle from both men. “Bring her a rum and Coke, Jack, and make it strong. She will need it.”

Fifteen minutes later, he had the shirt gaping open and the strong drink had kicked in, loosening her body and warming her from the inside. Or maybe she should attribute the pleasant feeling to how Marc’s hands were all over her bared breasts. Turning on the stool to face him, she shivered from the hard pinch and taut pull of both nipples.

“You like that little bite of pain, don’t you?”

He didn’t lift his eyes from her nipples, alternating between rolling them between his fingers and pinching. By the time he released them, the throbbing nubs were cherry red.

“Yes,” she breathed, ignoring the couple standing next to them visiting with Jack and Morgan.

“Your breasts are so pretty, so soft as they fill my hands. Except here.”

Opening his fingers, he rubbed his palms against her sensitive nubs in a circular motion. Pushing against him, she bit her lip to keep from begging for more. He was the only one who could arouse her so fast, and to such a depth she ceased to think of anything except the pleasure they could give each other. When he slowly stroked his right hand down her waist and cupped her pussy, she thought she’d come right then. Grasping his wrist for leverage, she pushed against his palm, a silent plea for more.

“You’ve got my hand all wet, darlin’. Shame on you,” he murmured, pressing his palm harder between her spread legs, catching her juices as they seeped out then rubbing over her plump, soft folds.

“It’s your fault,” she accused him, her face warming when Scott walked up to lean with casual negligence against the bar, a beer dangling from his hand as his gray eyes looked her over in slow perusal.

“She’s very pretty, Marc.”

“Stop,” Marc snapped when she attempted to close the shirt over her nakedness. “I didn’t give you permission to cover yourself.”

Cassie dropped her hands and tried looking away from both men. It was one thing to have strangers walking by or standing near and conversing with others while he played with her and another to have a man she knew and saw every day standing right in front of her, watching as Marc continued fondling her breasts and bared labia. But as disconcerting as she found Scott’s close presence, she couldn’t stem the rush of arousal as Marc slid one finger inside her.

After swirling his finger in her pussy, he raised his eyes to her flushed face and brought that finger to his mouth, his grin smug when her warm face turned hot. “She’s also very wet,” he told Scott before sucking his finger clean.

Scott slapped Marc on the back, his smile wide and wicked. “Give the poor girl some consolation. She deserves it.”

Cassie breathed a sigh of relief when the sheriff strolled away. “I do, you know.”

“I decide what you deserve, and don’t. And right now, I think I’d like to see that pretty ass displayed over the spanking bench. I want to hear you scream when you come after being paddled,” he whispered in her ear as he lifted her off the stool and took her hand.

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