Her Outlaw Daddy, my first dark romance, is now live! I loved writing this story. Dark romance is so gritty and raw, and it’s a challenge to redeem that hero. I love getting my characters to the point where the reader thinks, “how are these two ever going to get together?” It’s a nice twist on traditional romance, and one of my new favorite things to write.
Meet Cole, the tough-as-nails outlaw in Her Outlaw Daddy.
About Her Outlaw Daddy
As the daughter of a well-to-do politician, Aida Perkins is accustomed to living in relative luxury, but everything changes the night she is carried off by Cole Clemens and his gang. The gruff, handsome outlaw makes it clear that she will be held for ransom until her father repays the debt he owes, and until then absolute obedience and total submission will be demanded of Aida.
When she puts him to the test, Aida quickly finds herself over Cole’s lap with her bottom bare for a thorough, humiliating spanking, and to make matters worse he informs her that from now on she will be expected to call him Daddy. Though the painful, embarrassing punishment infuriates Aida, her body betrays her and Cole’s stern chastisement arouses her deeply.
Determined to master Aida completely, Cole sets out to teach her what it means to surrender fully to a dominant man, and when he takes her long and hard she is left begging for more. Aida cannot help her growing passion for her firm-handed captor, but it is only when she learns the real reason for her kidnapping that she truly understands the danger she and her new daddy face. Will Cole be able to keep his little girl safe from both her enemies and his own?
Publisher’s Note: Her Outlaw Daddy includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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Excerpt (warning — R-rated!):
The rough stubble of Cole’s bearded face scratched her as his mouth, soft in comparison to everything else about him, met hers in unapologetic greed. He wanted her. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and arousal zinged through her core. Her body had been taut before, wound and closed and properly chastened, but now she was split open, laid bare, heat galloping through her veins and arousal across her chest as his raw, powerful hands raked over her breasts. His fingers nimbly found her nipples, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure so a low moan hummed between them as they kissed.
He pulled his mouth away and cursed, the guttural growl somehow making her need him more. Everything in her instinctively yearned for his power, his strength, his unabashed masculinity. He raked his fingers through her hair, tugging her head back with surprising tenderness, though she felt the pull on her scalp, a reminder of his unbridled strength. He made her feel small, and feminine, and somehow beautiful. His whiskered mouth graced her cheek with a kiss.
“You’ll be a good girl, Aida,” he said, and she nodded. Yes. Yes, she would, she’d do anything he said. “You won’t give Daddy reason to punish you again like that.”
Why did hearing him say that make her thighs clench, her nipples tighten against the bodice of the dress? It was so wrong.
She swallowed, utterly consumed with her need for him, as she gasped a response. “No. I’m sorry.” Her voice caught at the end. She was sorry.
She’d needed to defy him, needed to push. The feeling of being out of control was unsettling. But now as he held her close to his chest, she felt calmed. No longer out of control or angry. He was strong. He would protect her. She’d needed the stern reminder. Her entire life she’d been allowed to do as she’d wanted. She’d been spoiled terribly. Cole was the first man who had ever held her to a higher standard, and though she’d deny it, deep down inside she felt the magnetic pull of his authority. It was calming and undeniably erotic.
“I want to hold you,” he said, his mouth trailing down to her neck. His tongue flicked out, licking the bare skin of her collarbone. She gasped at the sensation as his teeth gently nipped the sensitive skin at her neck. “I want to lay you down and strip you.”. His voice was so deep and raspy it traipsed across her skin like liquid fire. “I want to taste you,” he growled. “Every bit of you. Your mouth, your breasts, and your sweet little pussy.”
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