Delilah, I had so much fun writing sexy Dom, Mark Connor for our Smokin’ Hot Firemen anthology, I just couldn’t stop! The result of this lustful tryst with my keyboard is a scorching novella entitled Training Tess with a dark, dreamy Dom, Jared Mittlebank. And Holy Hanna, is he a hottie!
When Jared spots his sister’s very vanilla assistant in a BDSM club, he can hardly believe it. He’s lusted after Tess for years but didn’t think she could handle his darker needs. Like his predilection for cuffs. And whips. And spanking. Hell, for domination of every kind. But as soon as he sees her wearing a collar, he’s lost to his desire. He vows to claim her for his own.
For Tess, dressing up as a sub while researching an article she’s writing is a lark—until she sees Jared in the club. She may be new to the Dom/sub scene, but she knows what she wants. With Jared—and only Jared—can her deep, primal desires come to light and be fulfilled. Let the lessons begin.
Training Tess is available for preorder on Amazon and Barnes and Noble and will be available at Ellora’s Cave (and everywhere else) on November 28th.
Want a little more? Here’s an excerpt. If you dare!
An Excerpt From: TRAINING TESS
Copyright © SABRINA YORK, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
Edging past him—careful not to touch—she sat at her desk. She tried to ignore the ominous sensation that she was a butterfly pinned to a board by a vaguely curious entomologist.
“Two years.” He set the paperweight on the desk in front of her. She put it back where it belonged. It was warm from his touch. “Two years.” He leaned back and grinned. She didn’t see it—couldn’t look at him—but she felt it. A trickling warmth. “Two years and I never had a clue.”
She froze. Driven by the dark thread thrumming in his tone, she snapped her gaze to his. His eyes were beautiful. Mesmerizing. Ice blue ringed in black, feathered by girlishly long lashes. But he wasn’t girlish. Not in the least. Those eyes burned with a predatory light—one any woman with a pulse would recognize.
“N-never had a clue about what?” But, God help her, she already knew. Read the rest of this entry »
