Sunday, April 06, 2014





About the Books

In the first novella to the One Urge, One Plea, Keep Me

Trilogy, romance author, Alayna Wynn, is anxious over being a bridesmaid in her

best friend’s wedding. She’s also cynical, having sworn off men two years prior

when the only relationship she had ever known ended abruptly.

Alayna has no idea her anxiety will be brought to a higher

level when she meets the groom’s friend, Damon Lear, at the rehearsal dinner.

She’s surprised to learn he’s a famous writer of erotica and also the owner of

one of the largest publishing companies in the world. His mere presence has her

fleeing to the restroom to calm her nerves.

Damon is taken aback by his instant desire for Alayna. A

secret buried in his past keeps him out of relationships and into behavior that

is taboo to many, but he wants her and is willing to set his strict rules aside

for one memorable night. After a failed attempt at propositioning Alayna, he’s

determined they’ll at least share one heated kiss until they meet again, and he

doesn’t hesitate to assure her they will.

Three months later, Damon gets his opportunity to seduce her

when he rescues Alayna, keeping her from being stranded in an airport for days.

Unable to leave Damon’s penthouse, she discovers it is impossible to resist the

sexy, mysterious man who wants nothing more than to make her submissive, giving

him the control he needs to fulfill his fantasies.

Alayna finds herself desperately wanting to please a man she

knows little about while Damon struggles with his inability to let her go. What

will happen when Alayna asks for a little more than Damon is willing to give?

“You’ll be stronger,

Alayna, having explored the part of you that you’ve been afraid to know. You’ll

beg me not to stop, and when leaving here, you’ll believe you’re the gorgeous,

sensual being I see in front of me.”


Damon’s POV

I bring her head back down, and her eyes meet mine,

displaying a mix of longing and fear.

“Don’t look away from me again, Alayna. It’s too late for

you to wimp out now. It’s a shame you’re uncomfortable with me admiring your

beautiful face.”

“That’s not it,” she says with a biting tone.

“What is it then?” I’m curious, surprised she spoke.

“I don’t want to admire yours. I don’t want to want you.”

“Why?” I clamp her wrists harder and push her head inches

from mine.

“I’ll get attached, and you’ll leave me hurt.” Her breath

whispers across my lips, leaving me unable to resist kissing her again. This

time it’s controlled and slow, our tongues exploring, tasting, and getting

acquainted in a profound way before I pull her back again.

“You’ll be stronger, Alayna, having explored the part of you

that you’ve been afraid to know. You’ll beg me not to stop, and when leaving

here, you’ll believe you’re the gorgeous, sensual being I see in front of me.”

Alayna’s POV

“Wake up, Alayna.”

My eyes fly open when I hear a whisper in my ear. Damon is

hovering over me. I can’t see his dark irises or his jet hair, but his heavy

breath is on my neck.

“Damon. What are you doing?”

“Do you trust me?”


His lips graze from my ear to my jaw and then to my lips

before they brush ever so gently across mine.

“I thought you didn’t want me.”

“I never said that, but obviously you need more convincing,

so let me work on it.”

My heart and lungs battle over who’s the loudest.


“I’m tying you up. You have eager hands.”

Damon attempts to move on after Alayna leaves but finds

himself distracted, consumed with thoughts of her. Living the way he did before

she walked in and out of his life now seems impossible, and when he catches

wind that Alayna will be returning to New York to see another man, he’s filled

with jealousy.

Determined to spend time with her, he devises a plan. She is

soon lured back to him and falls even deeper into his world of BDSM. Alayna

begins to find their relationship thrilling and wants to please Damon more than


Their lifestyles start to blend as they learn to meet each

other’s needs, but they’re soon disrupted by secrets from Damon’s past, and one

could even put Alayna’s safety in jeopardy. He is left to make tough decisions

when someone threatens to leak information that could cost him his reputation,

business and possibly Alayna.

Be prepared to feel your face warm as she and Damon explore

their mind-blowing chemistry. His strong desire and Alayna’s defiance cause him

to push limits. Damon introduces her to a cocktail of pleasure and pain as she

exposes his heart to something foreign and undeniable. *Warning* This novella

is explosively hot!


Damon’s POV

This woman’s backside is to me. I run my hand up into her

hair, but it’s not thick and lush like someone else’s I know, so out of

frustration, I yank it, bringing her head to the side. I run my tongue along

her ear and down her neck, causing her to whimper.

Sliding my hand around to her front, I feel that her nipple

is rigid, so I tug it between my fingers. She whimpers again, and I’m becoming

angry, so I tighten my grip on her hair and tug her nipple harder before

letting it go.

She moans this time, enjoying the pain. I’m pissed off,

furious because I have a craving to paddle this woman’s ass until it’s fire red

but only to hurt her, not for pleasure. And no part of me wants to fuck her.

What I’m doing already feels like a chore.

This place is elite. It’s masked as an event venue you’d

rent out, and the number of public officials who are members keep it from being

shut down. I haven’t been here since a few days before Alayna stayed with me. I

thought I was ready to return, but I was wrong. I’m not even undressed, and my

hard-on is gone.

Alayna’s POV

After he calms, he pulls my wrists down between our chests

and unhooks the belt. Throwing it to the floor, he collapses onto me. My arms

instinctually wrap around his back, and he lets them.

“How you respond to me, Alayna, drives me wild.” His face

nuzzles between my neck and hair, and I’m surprised when he relaxes, giving me

the time to bask in the feel of his solid wall of strength and most

importantly, the intimate moment we’re sharing.

“I’m taking you to dinner, and I want you to wear your black

dress. I didn’t get to remove it last night.”

“I can’t; it needs laundered.”

Damon lifts his head to look at me.

“I had Margaret take care of having it cleaned while you

were out today.”

“Um, OK. I appreciate the gesture, but do I have no privacy

where you’re concerned?”

His face goes back into my hair. “Have I told you how good

you smell?” he asks in a muffled sound.

I begin to giggle and feel him smile against my neck as he

aims to distract me. How will I ever have a say with this man?

“Tie me up, so I can

be free.” –Alayna.

In the third installment of One Urge, One Plea, Keep Me

Trilogy, Damon Lear has Alayna right where he wants her. He has temporarily

moved her into his penthouse, so he can spend more time with her and keep her safe

after receiving disturbing emails at work, blackmailing him and insinuating

that he might not get to keep what he wants.

Details from Damon’s past are leaked to the media, forcing

him to take Alayna away to his second home and share with her his darkest

secrets. Their relationship is threatened yet again when he chooses to withhold

the most painful parts.

Their exes resurface, family interfere, and paparazzi stalk

them, causing chaos. During it all, Damon battles to hold on to control by

pushing Alayna sexually, introducing her to new, enthralling experiences. He

soon discovers he’s losing the hold on his heart when he witnesses Alayna

fighting for the both of them and submitting to him completely.

This is a sexy and steamy erotica romance with BDSM. One

Urge and One Plea must be read prior to reading Keep Me. For a mature audience

due to explicit sexual scenes and harsh language.

Damon’s POV

Alayna and I have been working a couple of hours when she

marches into my study and sticks out her hand.

“Damon, I want my phone. I can’t stop obsessing over how

worried my family has to be. I need to let them know I’m OK.”

In frustration, I run my hands down my face before reaching

in the drawer next to me. I pick it up and hand it to her across the desk.

After turning it on, she appears to be counting as she scrolls the screen. I

watch her go from unsettled to panicked.

“Dammit, Damon. I have thirteen missed calls and eighteen

text messages. My parents and brother are going to kill me. Oh, and let’s not

forget Felicia.”

Alayna bites on her nail as she studies the phone. She

better cut it out. I’m already thinking of bending her over this desk for

making demands.

“Holy shit.” Looking astonished, she covers her chest with

her hand.

“What is it?”

“My ex, Michael, texted me. He claims he might come to New

York. He said he’s worried about me.” She finally glances up. “Am I already on

the news?”

“Yes. George told me only a few minutes ago. Your ex might

as well keep his ass in St. Louis. He’s not getting near you.”

She walks out of my study without a word, and I hear her run

up the stairs. I’m sure she’s going to call someone, and it better not be him.

Our peace and quiet is over.

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