Interview With Harper Miller

By Cynthia Sax on November 5, 2015

I sat down (virtually) with Harper Miller for a short interview. Harper Miller’s latest release is Entwined, an Erotica/Interracial Multicultural Romance/Bisexual Erotica.


Cynthia Sax: What makes your heroes super sexy?

Harper Miller: Simple answer? They’re go-getters. My heroes see something they like in my heroines, and they go after the girl. No mixed signals, no I’m not sure how I feel, no sitting around twiddling their thumbs, they go after their women without hesitation. How great would it be if all men were respectfully aggressive in real life? LOL, another reason I remain single. I think in reality men forget women wish to be courted. I feel as if courting is a thing of the past. My guys communicate effectively, which makes them crazy awesome book boyfriends!

Cynthia Sax: Hmmm… I love go-getter heroes! Is Entwined part of a series and will you be writing more stories in this series?

Harper Miller: Yes, and yes! The Kinky Connect Chronicles is indeed a series, and Entwined is the third book in the series. I have a few more stories on tap that I’d like to write. I can say for certain I won’t beat a dead horse and make this a neverending series. I have a goal I’d like to attain with how many stories I write for the Kinky Connect Chronicles. I always want to keep material fresh and readers engaged.


Cynthia Sax: What is one thing that excites you about Entwined?

Harper Miller: It’s different. In most ménage stories, we tend to see an M/M/F dynamic or an M/M/M dynamic but I can’t say I’ve read many stories where the ladies are the ones who are getting down for the most part. It’s also the first story I’ve written that’s scared me to death and taken me outside of my comfort zone. I read almost all genres and I feel considering our society is quite diverse, wouldn’t it make sense to incorporate diversity into romance reads? All types of folks are having sex… but why do a majority of stories showcase specific genders or specific ethnicities? I wanted to spice things up, so I did. Not all romance and erotica readers are heterosexual or white. Readers cover a wide spectrum of ethnicities and sexual identities. It’s only fair authors highlight that. I’m hoping to do that with this series.


Cynthia Sax: I LOVE diversity in romance characters. What one piece of advice would you give new writers?


Harper Miller:
Stay true to yourself. Figure out what experience you want to give readers and what you want your brand to represent, and stick to it. Things will get rough. You will meet some of the most sweet and kind people who will continually support you, and you will meet some people who will cross your path and try to bring negativity to you door. Don’t let them destroy your inner peace.

Most importantly, write the types of stories you wish to read.

Cynthia Sax: Great advice! Thank you for joining us today, Harper! (big hugs)

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After twenty years of devotion to Uncle Sam, I called it quits. I was wired and looking to get into some trouble. Trouble found me all right, in the form of a hot-bodied fox.

Little did I know how much she’d rock my world.

The names are all fake, details have been fudged, but you’ll get the gist of what went down.

You’re getting one hell of a tale. This is my story.

*Disclaimer* This is a novelette. Not a short story, novella, or novel. This story features an F/F/M ménage à trois scenario. If ménage stories are not your cup of tea, and you are easily offended by threesomes and lesbian sex, you should bypass this story. Content is intended for a mature audience, 18+.

Entwined is the third installment in The Kinky Connect Chronicles. The Kinky Connect Chronicles are short erotic stories/novelettes all wrapped up in neat little bows. These stories are standalones. No cliffhangers in the lot!

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The Good Assistant – Fourth Scene

By Cynthia Sax on October 13, 2015

The Good Assistant, my sexy new contemporary erotic romance, will be releasing on October 21st.

Read the first scene from the first chapter here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/09/22/the-good-assistant-first-scene/

Here’s the fourth scene

***

“Bass wants to meet tomorrow, eleven thirty, half an hour, my office.”

John already has a meeting tomorrow at eleven thirty. I maintain my blank expression, not showing my dismay. His schedule will have to be rearranged yet again. “Yes, sir.” I extract his keys and wallet from the pocket of his suit pants and I hold them out to him. His fingers brush over mine as he retrieves his essentials.

“Bass is an idealistic kid,” my boss declares.

“Yes, sir,” I dutifully reply. Rexton Bass is two years younger than John and three years older than I am. “His proposal has legs though.”

“So you say,” John drawls. “Walk with me, Grant.”

He waits for me to exit first and then stalks soundlessly behind me, his tread light for such a large man. My boss prefers that I walk in front of him. I suspect this is to buffer him from overzealous employees.

“Is she meeting me at the venue?” he asks.

Is she meeting him? I smother my grin. He doesn’t remember his date’s name. “Yes, a car has been dispatched for Marcia. You sent her the usual dozen red roses.”

“What did you put on the card?” John presses the button for the elevator. “I hope the message wasn’t emotional. The last one was a clinger, wanted my direct number.” The doors open. He allows me to enter first.

“You wrote the standard ‘Beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman.’” I wave my passcard over the sensor and choose executive parking, ensuring the elevator makes no other stops. “Marcia is an actress.” I prep him. “She plays a vampire in a TV series.”

“I don’t plan to talk to her.” John frowns, crowding me into the right rear corner. “Have your phone on. We have work to do.”

We always have work to do. “My phone will be on all night, sir.” I stare at his back, my view obstructed by one massive male.

“Don’t sound so grumpy, Grant. I told you, when I hired you, this was a full time job.” John glares over his shoulder, his expression stormy as though I’ve insulted him by wanting a social life. “I deserve to be grumpy. I did what you said and tested that damn chair for three days. It’s a piece of shit. I don’t need the massage mode. I need something I can sit on.”

I sigh. Other top executives raved about the chair, claiming it relaxed them. “I’ll return it tomorrow, sir.”

“And why am I attending this event?” He bumps against me, the contact sending a surge of sweet sensation over my body. “Couldn’t we have written the charity a check and be done with it?” He slides a finger between his neck and collar and pulls, loosening his bowtie. “You know I hate these things.”

I do know he hates these events, his mood always darkening before he has to make an appearance. “A wise man once told me we all have to do things we don’t want to do,” I quote him.

He turns his head and narrows his brown eyes at me. “That wise man should be working.”

“That wise man should take advantage of this event and hobnob with the Mayor.” I give my goal-oriented boss a task to accomplish. “The zoning issues won’t fix themselves.”

“Are you handling me, Grant?”

“I wouldn’t presume to do that, sir.” The doors open and I walk in front of him to the waiting limousine. Dave, John’s smartly dressed driver, stands by the vehicle. “The Mayor made a comment to the press recently about the absurdity of non-fraternization policies so you might not want to mention that topic.”

“I don’t want to mention any topic. Small talk is a waste of time.” John pauses, looming over me, big and tall and very, very male. “It would be more efficient if assistants could attend these events.”

He wants me by his side. A fierce joy fills me. “This is personal, not business.”

“For me, it is always business.” John’s gaze lowers, lingering on my legs. “Your skirt seems to be shrinking.” His eyes glow. “You might want to look into that.”

He noticed the length of my skirt. “I’ll add that to my long list of things to do.”

“You do that.” John chuckles softly, the sound unexpected, arousing, real. “Don’t leave the building without letting me know first. I’ll call you.” He climbs into the limousine.

I wait, watching as the man I love, the boss I adore is driven away. He’ll spend the night being wined and dined by the city’s elite, touched and held by one of the most beautiful women on the planet. I’ll be alone. Again.

As I trudge toward the bank of elevators, my phone buzzes. The number displayed on the screen belongs to John. I’m not completely alone. I smile, my spirits lifting.

***

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My boss, John Powers, represents everything I want in a man. He’s the CEO and founder of a powerful company, that position having made him a billionaire, striking in an I-survived-a-bar-brawl sort of way, and too clever for my sanity.

I’m his assistant and desperately in love with him. I’d willingly serve him both in the boardroom and in the bedroom.

There’s one problem.

He doesn’t mix business with pleasure.

Ever.

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The Good Assistant – Third Scene

By Cynthia Sax on October 6, 2015

The Good Assistant, my sexy new contemporary erotic romance, will be releasing on October 21st.

Read the first scene from the first chapter here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/09/22/the-good-assistant-first-scene/

Here’s the third scene

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With my slight form positioned in front of my executive’s much larger physique, I feel tiny and feminine and needy, so very needy. My fingers tremble as I fasten his black enamel buttons, quickly covering his magnificent chest, his chiseled abs, his heart-wrenching scars, removing the temptation to touch him. My normally keen-eyed boss thankfully doesn’t notice my reaction to his near-nudity.

“I know Grant told you that,” John rumbles, his voice deep. “What I don’t know is why you didn’t address my concerns immediately.” He spreads his arms.

I reach around his trim waist. His body is seductively warm. I tuck his shirttails into his pants, smoothing the material over his clenched ass cheeks. Dressing John is a test of my professionalism, a test I know I will some day fail.

“I’m a busy man. I don’t have time for bullshit.”

I wince, having warned Mr. Bass not to waste my boss’ valuable time. The young CEO clearly didn’t listen to me. I slide my hands around John’s hips, over his groin, trying not to touch him, unsuccessful in my quest. My boss is too big, all over.

His cock hardens. In the past, I told myself this was a natural reaction, a man’s response to any woman’s touch. Now, after the discussion with Stacie, I’m not certain. Is he reacting specifically to me, to my hands on his body?

“That’s what I need to know,” John continues his phone conversation.

I fasten the button of his pants. The impressively large ridge in his white briefs prevents me from doing more. I nibble on my bottom lip and glance upward at his face, undecided as to what to do next. John doesn’t look at me, showing no indication that he knows I’m standing before him.

Stacie must be wrong. He doesn’t want me. He doesn’t even realize I’m here. I glide my fingertips over his briefs, flatten my palm along his cloth-covered shaft, and nudge him to the side. A shudder rolls down John’s torso, shaking his shoulders.

He knows I’m here now. I smugly tug the metal teeth of his zipper closer together and slowly pull the tab upward, stretching the black fabric of his pants over his hardness. His knuckles whiten around the frame of his phone.

I reach into the right front pocket of his pants, pressing my fingers into his hip as I remove the cufflinks I’ve stored there, the devil in me teasing him more, seeking to ensure he’s aware of me. John’s gaze flicks downward, his eyes excitingly dark, tempestuous, holding a warning I won’t, can’t heed.

I grasp his left wrist, fold the cotton neatly and insert the cufflink, my head bent over my task. John’s knuckles are scarred, silver slashes marring his tanned skin, a testament to his rough childhood and his warrior soul. He acts the sophisticated man now but he has fought for every thing he’s earned, building his business from nothing.

John transfers his phone from his right hand to his left and I fasten his right cuff, resisting the urge to kiss his scars, to lave the raised skin with the flat of my tongue, to care for him the way I yearn to care for him.

“Breakeven should never be your goal.” John bends over, lowering his face to my eyelevel. I retrieve his bowtie and loop the strip of black fabric around his scarred neck. “Grant must have told you that also.” My normally direct boss avoids my gaze as he straightens.

Could Stacie be right? I fasten the black cummerbund around his waist. Could John be interested in me?

“She’ll set it up.”

I hold out his jacket and he shrugs into it. My heart squeezes. Clad in his normal suits, John’s appeal damages my control. In a tuxedo, he’s downright lethal. I brush my hands over his shoulders and place a folded cloth handkerchief in his pocket, completing his sophisticated ensemble.

“We’ll continue this conversation tomorrow.” John ends the call, lowering his phone.

***

Read the next scene here (available on October 13th): http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/10/13/the-good-assistant-fourth-scene/

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My boss, John Powers, represents everything I want in a man. He’s the CEO and founder of a powerful company, that position having made him a billionaire, striking in an I-survived-a-bar-brawl sort of way, and too clever for my sanity.

I’m his assistant and desperately in love with him. I’d willingly serve him both in the boardroom and in the bedroom.

There’s one problem.

He doesn’t mix business with pleasure.

Ever.

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On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Good-Assistant-City-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B013O33EKM

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The Good Assistant – Second Scene

By Cynthia Sax on September 29, 2015

The Good Assistant, my sexy new contemporary erotic romance, will be releasing on October 21st.

Read the first scene from the first chapter here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/09/22/the-good-assistant-first-scene/

Here’s the second scene

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I stare at her. “How does he look at me?”

“Like he wants to lock you in his man cave. He’s super protective of you.” She tilts her head. “But maybe that’s because you’re his assistant. He relies upon you.”

John Powers doesn’t rely upon anyone. He built his real estate empire on his own, having no industry contacts, overcoming poverty and a lack of a college education.

“I always speak before I think.” Stacie laughs. “Forget I said anything.”

She talks about switching jobs and her new roommate and the movie she saw last night, her conversation not requiring any contribution from me.

This is a good thing as all I can think about is her observation about my boss. She has to be wrong. John doesn’t want me. He doesn’t even lust after the gorgeous supermodels and actresses he dates, his attitude toward the women apathetic.

The elevator doors open at the marketing floor. “This is me.” Stacie laughs again. “It was good talking to you, Miss Grant.” She exits, her skirt flipping upward, revealing more of her tanned legs.

I gaze at my reflection. The hem of my black skirt suit reaches my knees. I impulsively reach under my jacket and pull my skirt three inches higher.

My cheeks heat. I’m a fool. John won’t notice the length of my skirt. I’m his assistant, a woman who picks up his dry cleaning, manages his schedule and arranges his dates.

The doors open, revealing the slick, stylish executive floor. I smile at Nancy, the receptionist, as I pass her antique desk. She wears a headset, her lips moving, her words hushed. Although it is five thirty-five in the afternoon, four men in dark suits wait in the brown leather chairs.

They aren’t waiting for John. My boss is attending a charity dinner tonight. His meetings for the day are done.

I hustle along the hallway, my heels falling soundlessly on the padded brown carpet. Gold-framed pictures depicting Powers-owned real estate hang on the beige walls. The desks are spaced widely apart, the corner offices claimed by board members. Every meeting room is filled with corporate decision-makers.

The ultimate decision-maker has his door open, uncaring about his state of undress. I rush into John’s personal domain and skid to a stop, my heart squeezing, my body humming with awareness.

My boss stands facing his floor to ceiling windows, gloriously naked from the waist upward, his shoulders broad and his back straight. Silver scars, remnants of his rough childhood, slash his golden skin. His tan is natural, his forearms darker than his shoulders, and his dark brown hair is cropped close to his head. Tuxedo pants hug his narrow hips, his feet are braced apart and a phone is pressed to his ear.

A massive mahogany desk paired with a brown leather captain’s chair dominates one end of the office. The shelves lining the interior walls are filled with textbooks, every weighty volume read by my self-educated boss. John’s suit, shirt, and tie are discarded over the two guest chairs positioned in front of the desk.

I stride to the brass coat rack and hang his shirt beside his tuxedo jacket. John turns, and his gaze meets mine, his brown eyes dark and smoldering, resembling the richest, most decadent hot chocolate. My stomach flutters.

His profile is sharp, his thin blade-like nose and defined chin striking rather than classically handsome. More scars circle his neck. According to internet reports, a druggie slashed my boss’ throat when he was a teenager. Not even that brush with death could slow him down.

My gaze drops and my pulse increases. John’s tuxedo pants are undone, the v exposing stark white cotton briefs. A trail of fine brown hair travels downward from the indent at his navel, disappearing under the waistband. I lick my lips, wishing to follow this path with my tongue.

“What?” John barks into his phone. “Hell no, Bass.” He returns his gaze to the blue sky, his focus on the call. I remove the shirt from the wire hanger. “There has to be profitability in this project. I’m running a business, not a charity.”

This isn’t the complete truth. Powers Corporation does give money to charity. I tap his fingers. John lifts his arm, his frown deepening, and I slip the shirtsleeve over his hand, his musky male scent engulfing me.

John leans into me, lowering his big body, allowing me to dress him. The soft cotton pulls tight across his wide shoulders, his back muscles ripple and his biceps bulge. He’s a man in his prime, strong and beautiful, and I long to drag my lips over his tanned skin, to taste every inch of him.

Good assistants don’t taste their bosses.

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Read the next scene here (available on October 6th): http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/10/06/the-good-assistant-third-scene/

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My boss, John Powers, represents everything I want in a man. He’s the CEO and founder of a powerful company, that position having made him a billionaire, striking in an I-survived-a-bar-brawl sort of way, and too clever for my sanity.

I’m his assistant and desperately in love with him. I’d willingly serve him both in the boardroom and in the bedroom.

There’s one problem.

He doesn’t mix business with pleasure.

Ever.

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The Good Assistant – First Scene

By Cynthia Sax on September 22, 2015

The Good Assistant, my sexy new contemporary erotic romance, will be releasing on October 21st.

Here is the first scene from the first chapter

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Chapter One

As I push through the revolving doors and enter Powers Corporation’s glass and marble lobby, my phone hums against my hip. It can’t be my too-sexy-for-any-woman’s-sanity boss. He called me two minutes ago.

I drape the dry cleaning bag over my shoulder, unclip my phone from my skirt’s waistband and groan. It is my boss. John Powers, billionaire, CEO, and unabashed control freak, is calling me yet again. I sigh. He goes a little crazy whenever I leave the building.

“You have a conference call at five thirty with Rexton Bass, Mr. Powers,” I answer, skipping the formalities. My boss has no patience with small talk. I quicken my pace, my heels tapping against the fine basket weave tile.

“I know where I’m supposed to be.” John’s growl sends a shiver of excitement rolling down my spine, tightening my nipples and heating my skin. He’s the only man who can turn me on with his voice alone. “Where the hell are you, Grant? And where the hell is my shirt?”

John calls everyone by his or her last name. I wouldn’t mind this quirk if my last name was at all feminine or sexy. “I have your shirt, sir, and I’ll be in your office in five minutes.” I avoid the receptionist’s pleading gaze as I pass her desk, turning toward the bank of elevators. Men and women in dark suits crowd around her. All of these visitors want a meeting with my insanely busy boss.

“Get that perky ass moving. I don’t have all day,” John barks. “I’ll be waiting for you in my briefs.” The phone clicks and there’s silence.

My hot-as-hell boss is waiting for me in his briefs. I stare at the small screen, visions of tanned skin, hard muscle, and dark brown hair flooding my overworked, sexually deprived brain.

John doesn’t mean anything provocative by his statement. He doesn’t see me as a woman. I attach the phone to my waistband and press the button for the elevator. He doesn’t see me at all. I’m a resource, an extension of his office like his desk or laptop.

The elevator doors open and I step inside.

“Miss Grant, wait up!”

I hold the doors open and Stacie Moore, the company’s newest, most aggressive marketing coordinator, flounces across the threshold, her large breasts jiggling. She’s blonde, beautiful, and generously endowed. If she wasn’t an employee, she’d be a perfect candidate for John’s next one night stand. I select the button for the top floor.

“Is that Mr. Powers’ shirt?” Stacie plucks at the dry cleaning bag. “My, he has wide shoulders, doesn’t he?” Her blue eyes glow.

I know all about my boss’ potent affect on women. I fell in love with him during my job interview. That was three years ago and my obsession with him hasn’t dimmed, not one bit. “Mr. Powers doesn’t mix personal and business matters, Miss Moore.” I jab the button for the marketing floor.

Stacie lifts her eyebrows. “You get straight to the point, don’t you?”

I don’t say anything as I do get straight to the point. Working for John has trained me to cut through the bullshit.

“I like that.” She grins. “So you and Mr. Powers aren’t together?” She dances in place, her short skirt hiking up with each wiggle. “You aren’t a couple?”

A couple? John and I? I glance at my reflection in the mirrored walls. I remain a plain, flat-chested brunette. I haven’t magically become a curvy blonde, a woman worthy of these outrageous assumptions. “He’s my boss and that’s the extent of our relationship.”

Lines appear between Stacie’s finely arched eyebrows. “Mr. Powers doesn’t look at you like a boss looks at his employee.”

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Read the next scene here (available on September 29th): http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/09/29/the-good-assistant-second-scene/

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My boss, John Powers, represents everything I want in a man. He’s the CEO and founder of a powerful company, that position having made him a billionaire, striking in an I-survived-a-bar-brawl sort of way, and too clever for my sanity.

I’m his assistant and desperately in love with him. I’d willingly serve him both in the boardroom and in the bedroom.

There’s one problem.

He doesn’t mix business with pleasure.

Ever.

Pre-order Now:
On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Good-Assistant-City-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B013O33EKM

On ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thegoodassistant-1870006-340.html

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Everyone Is Assuming You Already Do This

By Cynthia Sax on September 9, 2015

In One Night With My Billionaire Master, half of Toronto’s business community believes that Arianna is having sex with billionaire financier and all around hottie, Logan Ross.

They aren’t having sex. Arianna is still a virgin. Logan protects her as best as he can and he pours naughty ideas into her ear but he doesn’t pressure her. He allows her to decide when they take this step.

Arianna starts to wonder why she’s resisting. Everyone (except for her father – and he’s certainly a key factor) assumes they’ve done the deed so why not do it?

When I first started writing, my business buddies assumed I sat around in my pajamas all day. I didn’t. I took a shower as soon as I woke up and dressed in business casual clothes (as all I had were these clothes and suits, being the total business babe that I was).

Then I started thinking… If everyone assumes I sit around in my pjs, maybe I should sit around in my pjs. I tried it and I liked it. Pjs are dang comfortable! And friends aren’t shocked when they find me wearing them at 2 in the afternoon. They expect me to be dressed like that.

Is there something that everyone incorrectly assumes that you do? Have you considered doing this one thing?

***

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Note: If you purchased Mastered 2, you already have this story.

One night. No one must know.

This is the text I sent Logan Ross this morning. The billionaire financier is my father’s number one nemesis and has been pursuing me for months. He wants to own me, completely, promising exquisite pleasure balanced by equally intense pain, vowing to dominate me, to show me wicked things a virgin like myself shouldn’t be interested in.

But I am extremely interested, and I’ll risk everything—my job, my family, my future—to experience one night of total submission with this powerful Dom.

Will one night be enough for both of us?

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The Story Behind Tattoos

By Cynthia Sax on September 2, 2015

I LOVE hearing the stories behind tattoos. My tattooed heroes always have a good reason for getting the tattoos they have.

Logan Ross, the sexy financier hero of One Night With My Billionaire Master, has a dragon tattoo, winding up his left side.

It is somewhat similar to this one.

Why did he get a dragon tattoo? As he says, “Bulls make money when the market goes up. Bears make money when the market does down. Dragons find treasure in every market.”

Hawke, the tattooed bad boy biker in Sinful Rewards, has a barbed wire tattoo around his right bicep. Why? Because the tattoo was in memory of his best friend and losing him was like losing his right arm. The two men were inseparable.

Rage, the cyborg hero in Releasing Rage, has a tattoo also. His model number is inked on his cheek. This reinforces that he’s viewed as a machine, as a product to be coded, not as the living, breathing being he is. Every being looking at his face will know what he is.

Do you have a tattoo? What is the story behind it?

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Note: If you purchased Mastered 2, you already have this story.

One night. No one must know.

This is the text I sent Logan Ross this morning. The billionaire financier is my father’s number one nemesis and has been pursuing me for months. He wants to own me, completely, promising exquisite pleasure balanced by equally intense pain, vowing to dominate me, to show me wicked things a virgin like myself shouldn’t be interested in.

But I am extremely interested, and I’ll risk everything—my job, my family, my future—to experience one night of total submission with this powerful Dom.

Will one night be enough for both of us?

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Night-Billionaire-Master-City-Sizzle-ebook/dp/B00YDGYXBO

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Interview With Zoë Mullins

By Cynthia Sax on September 1, 2015

I sat down (virtually) with Zoë Mullins for a short interview. Zoë Mullins’s latest release is Winning Cait, a Contemporary Erotica.


Cynthia Sax: What makes Jackson so very sexy?

Zoë Mullins: Jackson is an alpha male. Protective. Confident. In control. These characteristics help define him as a Dom, but it is these characteristics that once scared Cait away. He is used to people doing what he tells them to because they respect and trust him, but a dozen years ago Cait was too young to appreciate that and felt smothered.

I think what makes Jackson particularly sexy is not because he knows what she needs in the bedroom, but what she needs outside of it. He is willing to take the time to earn her trust as well as her submission.

Cynthia Sax: Where is Winning Cait set?

Zoë Mullins: Not surprisingly a lot of my favorite books have BDSM elements, but they always seem to take place in larger cities with seeming unlimited access to clubs and dungeons. People in small town are kinky too, didn’t you know.

Winning Cait takes place in a small town and features two people getting a second chance at love – a chance to get things right. People in a small town can have long memories and aren’t afraid to take sides. In fact the very lack of privacy in a small town make for its own set of complications.


Cynthia Sax: Is Winning Cait a series and will you be writing more stories in this series?

Zoë Mullins: I knew from the beginning that I wouldn’t be able to leave this group of characters without telling all of their stories, so there will be at least two more stories.

The next one, which I’ve already begun working on, will feature Cait’s best friend, Sophie. When Sophie was diagnosed with cancer, she needed to summon all her courage to fight it. To do so she buried her submissive nature and ended her relationship with her Dom, taking on for herself the role of Domme. Her sexuality was one thing she could control when her body was otherwise rebelling against her. But her sub knows she isn’t happy, and Sophie’s Dom wants her back. Can they work together to give Sophie what she needs?

After that I’d like to do a story about Patrick and Samantha.


Cynthia Sax: What advice would you give new writers?


Zoë Mullins:
The best piece of advice I ever received was to ‘Read. Read. Read. Write. Write. Write.’ Learn the craft from those you love to read. And never give up. If you feel you were born to be a writer, as long as you are putting words to paper, you are a writer. Don’t let anyone take that away from you.

Thank you, Zoë Mullins, for joining us today!

Zoë Mullins’s Website: http://www.zoemullins.ca

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After more than a decade, Cait returns home to St. Augustin and the Dom she left behind. A pampered sub, now widowed, Cait has had to adjust to making decisions for herself for the first time in years. With some help from her friends, she’s been able to begin the business she always wanted.

Then Jackson walks into her studio and it’s as if their years apart never happened. As if she hadn’t left him for his best friend. Their intense chemistry is still there, but she’s already balancing running a new business and making ends meet. Does she have room in her life for Jackson, or better yet, is she willing to relinquish her newfound control?

He’s not going to give her a choice. This time he’s determined to earn her submission, and have her back, not only as his sub, but as his wife.

Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!

An adult BDSM romance from Ellora’s Cave

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Interview With Zenobia Renquist

By Cynthia Sax on August 31, 2015

I sat down (virtually) with Zenobia Renquist for a short interview. Zenobia Renquist’s latest release is VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1), a Contemporary Erotica with BDSM AND a MFM Menage. It is currently on sale for 99 cents!


Cynthia Sax: How does VIP Room Service start?

Zenobia Renquist: VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1)—on sale for 99¢ (regularly $2.99) until 26 Sep—starts with Lexie headed to the time clock after a long day on her feet, cleaning rooms and other such things hotel housekeepers do. She’s tired and wants to be home so she can get off her feet. I started the story there because that’s a place most people have been and can relate to easily. Clockwatchers of the world united in a common goal of hurrying up the second hand so they can leave already. But, of course, this is the beginning of a story so Lexie doesn’t get to go home.

Cynthia Sax: Where is VIP Room Service set?

Zenobia Renquist: The story is set is a very posh five-star hotel with all the glitz and glamor that entails. The locale is sexy because this is an upscale establishment where the cheapest room is way more expensive than the normal traveler can afford so you wouldn’t expect anything bordering on illegal going on in the VIP rooms…or would you? I’ve always held the belief that only rich people can afford to break (or bend) the law and Mr. Malena is no exception.


Cynthia Sax: Is VIP Room Service part of a series?

Zenobia Renquist: Most definitely a series, though the stories are all stand alone. The common theme uniting each title is the reason for the series name—other related duties. Anyone who has signed a work contract has seen that phrase at the bottom in small print. It’s meant to encompass anything the employer forgot to list under work duties so the employee can’t later say, when asked to perform a task, “that’s not my job.” Well in this series, that catch-all phrase means way more than running out to get donuts or staying late to plan an office picnic. There is only one title in the series at the moment, but the next heroine—a live-in personal assistant—should be due out in the next few months.


Cynthia Sax: What one piece of advice would you give new writers?


Zenobia Renquist:
Don’t be afraid to write what you love. If you love it, there is a reader out there who will love it as well. It’s just a matter of finding that reader and hoping said reader has a lot of like-minded friends. When you write what you love, writing isn’t work. There’s plenty of aspects of this profession that are work—hard work at that. Writing shouldn’t be counted on that list. Editing however is, but that’s a totally different animal.

Thank you, Zenobia Renquist, for joining us today!

Zenobia Renquist’s Website: http://zenobiarenquist.com/

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She offers satisfaction above and beyond what is requested.

Lexie’s job as a maid at a five-star hotel doesn’t normally include the unique and risqué form of room service that rich guest Mr. Malena has requested, nor the generous tip he’s offered. Submission and exhibition and a ménage. Lexie can’t resist. What should have been a one-time thing turns into an introduction into the sensual world of customer satisfaction. This is one workplace encounter that could get her fired…or will it?

NOTE: Title previously published as Wine Service (Professional Courtesy 1).

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Billionaires And The Walk Of Shame

By Cynthia Sax on August 25, 2015

Walks of shame—many of us have done them, including the rich and the famous.

According to Wikipedia, a walk of shame “refers to a situation in which a person must walk past strangers or peers alone for an embarrassing reason before reaching a place of privacy. It often occurs the morning after a night out at a bar, nightclub, or party. People undertaking the walk of shame are understood to have spent the night at the residence of a sexual partner (or perceived sexual partner), particularly a one-night stand. The topic is often the subject of college newspaper commentary. The “walker” may often be identified by his or her disheveled appearance and incongruous evening attire, particularly on Saturday or Sunday mornings.”

Walks of shame are challenging to keep private, especially if you’re a high profile person such as a billionaire. In One Night With My Billionaire Master, Arianna wants to keep her one night with sexy billionaire, Logan Ross, a secret.

The problem is… His house is watched by the media. His every move is gossiped about.

So what does he do?

He buys a brand new taxi. The taxi passes through his gates into his private grounds. Arianna climbs into the back seat and hides, ducking down so no one can see her. The taxi leaves, appearing as though it has no passengers. No one follows an empty taxi. Arianna arrives home undetected.

Of course, she isn’t wearing last night’s clothing or looking disheveled either. Logan has a beautiful outfit for her to wear and all of the necessities a woman could want. He’s a classy, considerate man, our Logan Ross, which is one of the many reasons Arianna falls in love with him.

Have you ever done a walk of shame? Were you spotted?

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Note: If you purchased Mastered 2, you already have this story.

One night. No one must know.

This is the text I sent Logan Ross this morning. The billionaire financier is my father’s number one nemesis and has been pursuing me for months. He wants to own me, completely, promising exquisite pleasure balanced by equally intense pain, vowing to dominate me, to show me wicked things a virgin like myself shouldn’t be interested in.

But I am extremely interested, and I’ll risk everything—my job, my family, my future—to experience one night of total submission with this powerful Dom.

Will one night be enough for both of us?

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