Jaimie Newberry is jobless, her rent is due, and her cat just died. On top of that, she was accused of embezzling before she was fired. When her friend invites her for a weekend of kinky fairytale role playing, she agrees to go as Cinderella. What has she got to lose when sex with a handsome prince is involved?CEO Bryce Langston needs to know if Jamie is innocent of embezzlement or just very clever. He arranges for her to be his weekend sub but soon realizes the pretty scullery maid is naïve to the BDSM lifestyle. As her prince and her Dom, he intends to not only learn the truth but to make sure she has a fantasy come true.
“Don’t move.” His voice was hard, demanding obedience.
Frowning, Jaimie watched as he put the quilt down and crawled under a couple bushes that formed an arch. He backed out and held out his hand. Jaimie could barely make out his features as he’d turned off his light. Nervous and a bit scared, she took it.
“There are no bugs or spiders, I hope. Or any creepy-crawlies.” She eyed the dark tunnel as she got onto her hands and knees, holding her skirt so she could crawl forward.
“Maybe a horny animal or two,” he said, following her.
Jaimie snorted but crept forward to the edge of the quilt.
“Far enough,” he said. “Lie flat,” he whispered, his mouth near her ear.
She lowered herself onto her belly. Her prince slid over her, his knees splayed on either side of her hips. He lowered himself. His elbows were next to her arms which were partially beneath her.
“What are we doing?” His scent enveloped her, and his warmth spread out along her body, turning her on even though she was unsure of what was happening.
“Watch wha—” The stillness was shattered by yet another scream. Jaimie blinked when soft light suddenly glowed from the trees. The darkness before her was suddenly transformed. Small twinkling lights, thousands of them, winked like stars. From one tree branch, a large, yellowish-white globe blazed, as though the moon had fallen from the sky to highlight a grassy area about the size of a small pool. It was surrounded by thick bushes and trees.
The screams continued, sounding close. Her gaze darted around, searching for the source. Then, to her shock, a woman burst into the clearing.
“Help! The wolf is after me! Help me! Someone help me!”
Jaimie’s jaw dropped as she stared at her friend . She wore her red cloak, a short red skirt, and a very low cut blouse. “Luc—” His hand over her mouth tightened. “Be quiet. No noise.”
Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances and the author of the popular "White" Series. During her career, she has been nominated for the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award for Western Historical and Reviewer's Choice Best Book Award.
Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother for her writing as she was encouraged to read as a child and preferred happy endings which meant romances were her favorite genre. When the writing bug bit, she followed the sensible advice to “write what you know” and has been writing and publishing her stories since!
Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life's problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.
Sydney resides in California. Her office is quite crowded with two small dogs at her feet, another huge girl in her recliner and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising...
When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. Knitting and crochet are her current passions. She and her husband of 30 + years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and Susan is in charge of the 'pretties'. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining...
Camping, fishing, biking and hiking (when not hot) are other outdoor pursuits she and her husband enjoy. She is of course, an avid reader and hates cooking and housework. While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music, including Neil Diamond, Celtic, Native American, New Age, Classical, and mood music (bagpipes and howling wolves drive my family nuts). Her current favorites are Blackmore's Night and David Lanz.
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