Please welcome Renee Rose! She's here today to share the details and a yummy excerpt from her hot new release, Mob Mistress, book 2 in her Bossman series.
But first, a question for Renee...
You win a million dollars, but you have to give half to a charity. Which charity do you pick, and what do you do with the rest of the money?
RR: I would give it to my kids’ school or just their school. I think it’s tragic how their budgets keep getting squeezed and my state is one of the worst for funding schools. I’m on the PTA board trying to make a difference where I can.
Sounds like the money would be put to good use!
Mob Mistress release date: January 14, 2015
Genre: D/s, BDSM, spanking, Domestic Discipline, mafia
Mob Mistress blurb
When hair stylist Lexi Tyler finds herself evicted from her apartment, her best friend sets her up with the mobster Bobby Manghini, knowing he likes to play sugar daddy. He offers her a luxury apartment overlooking the city and spending cash every time he sees her, but one thing is clear: he is the bossman.
Lexi soon discovers Bobby backs up his rules with firm, over the knee discipline, but he also takes responsibility for all her problems, giving her more support than she ever dreamed of having from a man
Mobster Bobby Manghini likes to be the man in control, particularly with women, which is why he prefers a mistress for sex, even though he’s no longer married. When he strikes a deal with Lexi to be at his beck and call, he finds in her the full package -- a hot, intelligent woman who is turned on by his dominance and willing to submit to his punishment. But when she finds out he doesn’t have a wife, she is hurt by the deception and severs all ties.
Can he prove to her their relationship meant more than a business arrangement? Or will he lose the one woman willing to give him everything he ever desired?
Publisher’s Note: This book contains spanking, anal sex and hot scenes that may keep you up late reading.
Excerpt from Lexi’s first spanking
In this excerpt, Lexi has resorted to calling Bobby at home on his land-line, which is a no-no because now the Feds can trace her to him. Because she broke a rule, she’s about to get her first spanking from him:
She fought tears now as she realized she was in way over her head. Why she thought getting mixed up with a married man, much less a mobster was a good idea was beyond her.
Bobby looked grim but not particularly violent. He took in her tears and sighed. “Come here,” he said with a tone of resignation.
She drew in a breath and closed the distance between them. She flinched when he reached for her, but he only drew her into his arms in an embrace. Relieved, she allowed his strength to envelope her.
“I’m sorry,” she said into his jacket.
He pulled away and took her chin, bending his head to catch her eyes when she didn’t look up. “Lexi. We have rules. The rules are for your safety and mine. What were you thinking calling my house?”
She swallowed, not sure how to answer.
“And where did you get my home number, anyway?”
She tried to pull her chin from his hand, but his look turned forbidding and she stilled, trapped in his gaze.
He raised his eyebrows, waiting.
The knot in her belly tightened.
“I saw your ex-girlfriend at Plush. She asked me for your new number.”
His jaw clenched. “I see. Did you give it to her?”
“Well, no! I didn’t have it. Well, at least I didn’t realize I had it. I’m sorry, I never saw your text.”
“Would you have given it to her if you had it?”
She flushed, remembering how she had shown Stacy the number she had. She lifted her chin. “I wouldn’t have needed to, because...” she trailed off, realizing her argument lacked logic.
She sighed and blinked back the water brimming in her eyes. “She told me you switched cell numbers a lot and I should just call your house. She gave me the number. Then I felt like I had to reciprocate and show her the number I had.”
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I really fucked up.”
His face softened. “You did, yes,” he said, but he didn’t sound angry, the way he had on the phone. “I’m going to punish you for it.”
“Okay,” she said in a small voice. She could take a spanking if that’s what it took to make it up to him.
“Go in the bedroom and take off your clothes.”
He followed her and watched her undress. Her hands trembled as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled off her blouse. There was nothing sexy about stripping for him this time, though her body did not get the message, her skin heating under his gaze.
“All of them?” she croaked.
She unhooked her bra and tossed it on the floor, then stepped out of her panties.
He unbuckled his belt and slid it out of the loops.
She took a step backward. She had never been whipped in her life, and fear turned her hands icy.
He grabbed both the pillows from the bed and stacked them on top of one another at the side. “Lay over these.”
Her heart hammered in her chest, panic welling. Her feet did not move. He frowned at her, but then his expression softened, as if he registered her fear.
“It’s okay, Lex. It’s just a spanking.”
Renee Rose is a naughty author and kinkster who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance/submission and power exchanges. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, her books are all centered around kink, namely: spanking. She also writes BDSM under the name Darling Adams.
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