Fate
gave her a chance for love. Is she brave
enough to accept it?
Destiny Grable has loved Chance Everett for
as long as she could remember, but he was never interested in her until a
tragic act of fate grants her heart’s desire. Now Chance is all hers—body,
mind, and soul. But once they’re together, she discovers he has a kinky side
she never knew about. Is she ready for it? Can she handle it? And Chance isn’t
the only one with a secret. If he discovers what she’s hiding, will he still
want her?
Destiny’s Chance was previously published
in 2013. This is a re-release.
Excerpt:
A silk kimono slithered off a hanger to
land on a chest on the floor of the closet. She hung up the robe and eyed the
trunk. Made of aged, saddlelike leather, it had thick rawhide handles and brass
hardware.
She dropped to her haunches. “Probably locked
anyway.”
She pressed the button. The latch popped.
She wavered, then surrendered to curiosity and lifted the lid.
“Oh my God!” She clapped a hand over her
mouth and fell on her ass. “That’s his kink.” She stared at the treasure trove
of spanking implements. Paying attention to how she removed them so she could
replace them exactly as she’d found them, she examined the items. Several
paddles of different shapes and sizes in both leather and wood. A pom-pom-like
flogger with supple soft leather strands and a stiff wooden handle. Some common
items: a hairbrush, a wooden spoon, a ruler. And a strop resembling a belt
split into two parts. A tawse! She’d heard of them but never had seen one until
now.
She smacked her palm with it. Biting. How
would it feel against a bare bottom? She pictured herself laid out like an
offering over Chance’s lap as he spanked her bottom until it was supersensitive
and then stung her cheeks with the tawse.
Her pussy cheered with a twitch.
She fantasized often about being spanked but
had no idea if she’d like it if she experienced it. However, she loved
leather—appreciated its hard and soft textures, its masculine scent, the snap it made. Such a versatile material.
Sensual. Sexy. She stroked the soft strands of the flogger, then whacked her
palm with the tawse again.
She sat cross-legged on the floor like a
little girl playing with grown-up toys. All she required for some really wicked
games was a playmate named Chance.
Author
bio
USA
Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes contemporary and science fiction
romance and has topped the Amazon sales charts in science fiction and fantasy
romance and erotica. No matter what the romance subgenre, one thing remains
constant: her emphasis on character-driven, seriously hot erotic stories with
sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in
the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has
two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.
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