For the next four days of the A to Z Challenge, I will be featuring posts from my books related to romance words beginning with the letter of the day.
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In case you’re wondering where the U is for Ubrizi comes from, the hero of Deviant Devil is Dominix Zubiri, aka Devil. Here’s a little snippet from Deviant Devil.
Deviant Devil Blurb:
Devil pulled the auction card from the envelope and read, “One blowjob in a private room. Condom mandatory. Touching only on my part. This is what you didn’t specify. Clothing, position, restraints. Forty-five seconds have elapsed. I can keep you here as long as I want until I come in your mouth, latex covered, as specified.”
The last person Devil expects to see in a BDSM club is the best friend of his buddy’s new wife, Jessica Blaine. The all-American apple pie woman he wants so badly it’s her face he sees every orgasm for the last nine months. Is she playing? Exploring? Tough, she’s on his turf now, she’s put herself up for auction, and by God she’s his for the night.
Jess is scared spit less. She’s going to suck off the man who may have killed, Aung, the college student she mentors who vanished three weeks earlier. When the wrong man, a masked stranger, wins the auction, she has no choice but to proceed. Horrified when she not only responds to the masked stranger, but climaxes, Jess flees.
Devil lets her go fully intending to reel her in. His way.
Excerpt:
“Dominix –”
“Devil, Jess. I’m in no mood for Dominix.”
“What does that mean?”
“Damn if I know. Grab your purse and briefcase.”
When she obeyed his order, he reached over, unsnapped the seat belt, and hauled her high against his chest.
Jess closed her eyes and surrendered to the inevitable.
“How hungry are you?”
Somewhere along the line, she’d detached from the consequences of what would happen once they were alone. The battle not to succumb to Devil, not to yield to her dark fantasies, was over.
For tonight.
“I can wait.”
He stepped onto the landing.
Two spotlights spewed brilliance on them.
Lashes fluttering away the radiant dazzle, she missed him opening and closing the door. With each stride he took the interior of the dwelling brightened as if a dimmer turned. The soft amber glow revealed a square room sparsely furnished. She glimpsed a couch, a dining table, a counter, bar stools, and the most beautiful medieval style fireplace she’d ever seen.
“Last call. I can order something.”
Leashed violence radiated from him in heat waves.
Devil.
Dominix.
Which one was he?
“I want to shower first.”
He skidded to a stop. Nudged her chin with his fist. Squinted, then stared right into her eyes, his jaw tight, his mouth turned down. “Vixen. Just like that?”
All the unasked questions between them dangled and jumbled.
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Cheers,
Jianne
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Tomorrow I head to Houston, Texas to meet my good friend and fellow author, Lynn Lorenz.