Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Cuffs & Kink by Harley Wylde

Title: Cuffs & Kinks
Author: Harley Wylde
Series: Bad Boy Romance #2
Genre: Contemporary, New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2016
It was no secret that I was a man whore and enjoyed my fair share of women. Several had tried to pin me down over the years, but no way was the noose of matrimony slipping around my neck. I was a fuck ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy, and I liked my life just the way it was. Badge bunnies fell into my bed in droves, even the ones who liked to play innocent, but there was one type of woman I’d always avoided – virgins. Which makes things a little awkward when hot little Josie Wright, the reverend’s daughter, makes me harder than I’ve ever been before. Just one look at those slender legs and perky tits, and all I can think about is being balls deep inside of her, but good girls like Josie don’t hang out with bad boys like me.

I’ve always had the perfect life – loving parents and a stable home life. Until now. When my father told me I was to marry Reverend Falks, a man thirty years my senior, in exchange for our church getting a new roof, I knew he had to be kidding. The good reverend has told me in no uncertain terms that he plans to keep me barefoot and pregnant, along with some other details that make my stomach queasy. I’ll do anything to avoid my fate, even if it means falling into Officer Daniels’ bed. Except, once I’m there, I don’t want to leave. He makes me feel things I’ve never experienced before, and for the first time in my life, I’m realizing that maybe it’s good to be a little bad.

WARNING: This story contains one dirty talking hunky police officer, a sweet and innocent reverend’s daughter, and LOTS of steamy sex. Being bad has never been so good.

“I’ll drop you by your parents’ home, and you can arrange to get your car later.”

“I don’t want to go there.”

I stopped at a four-way intersection and looked at her. “Then where do you want to go?”

“Can we just drive around for a bit?”

Holy hell. She was trying to kill me. Or get me fired, because I was pretty sure the police chief wouldn’t be too pleased to find me balls deep inside Josie Wright on the side of the road, and if she stayed in this car much longer, that was what would happen.

“Josie, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She blinked at me innocently before her gaze dropped to my lap, and my very hard cock. Her eyes dilated and her lips parted. The way she licked her lips was enough to make my dick jerk, and I knew I had to get her out of the car and away from me as fast as possible. Either that or I was going to be very, very bad.

“Josie.” My tone came out strangled as she continued to stare.

Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes cut toward the window. I could tell she was intrigued, yet her innocence kept her from saying what was on her mind. And hell if that didn’t just turn me on even more. I’d been with more women than I could count, but damn if she didn’t make me harder than I’d ever been before. But Josie wasn’t a “right now” kind of woman. She was the forever kind. I might have been thirty-two, but I wasn’t ready for the picket fence, golden retriever in the yard, and two point five kids just yet. No, whoever plucked her cherry was going to be a lucky bastard, but I’d be willing to bet it would be her husband.

What’s it like being a police officer in a small town?
TY: It’s pretty quiet most days. I probably do more traffic stops and answer domestic dispute calls than anything else. I’m not saying we never have something really had happen like a guy beating his girlfriend nearly to death, a kidnapping, or even murder, but it doesn’t happen as often. Most people in our town know each other and we’re a pretty friendly bunch.

Do you ever wish you would have done something different with your life?
TY: Not really. I went to college for two years before I entered the police academy. Book learning has its place, but it just wasn’t for me. I like that I can make a difference in my community. Sure, there are adrenaline junkies who crave action and get off on carrying a gun around, but for me it’s more about making sure my sleepy little town stays safe. I like that kids play in the street without fear. Women can go out late at night and don’t have to worry as much about being robbed, raped, or abducted. I think I live in a pretty special place, and I intend to make sure it stays that way.

I hear you’re something of a ladies man. Care to elaborate?
TY: <grin> Yeah, I’ve had my fair share of women. Quite a few are badge bunnies and chase any guy in the department. Then there are those who just love a man in uniform – any kind of uniform. I’ve never really discriminated. One woman’s legs open just as easy as another’s, and I’m sure that makes me an asshole in your eyes, but it’s just the way it is.

Oh, really. So there’s no one out there who would ever change your mind about being a player?
TY: I’m sure one day I’ll meet my match, but for now I’m just having fun. I’ve seen what a great relationship looks like, and one day I may want that. For the foreseeable future, I’ll continue to avoid the marriage noose.

Even if the lady in question is the reverend’s daughter?
TY: *shifts uncomfortably* Josie is a nice girl. A sweet girl. She’s the kind you take home to your mama and marry, raise a family with. Some guy, a lot closer to her age, will make her a great husband I’m sure.

Rumor has it that you know Josie a little better than you’re admitting. Now that you’ve tasted the forbidden fruit, there’s no chance you’ll go back for more?
TY: The best thing I can do for Josie is keep my distance. I’m not the kind of guy she needs in her life.

But the look in your eyes says you want to be.
TY: *silence*

Hmm. It seems I’ve struck a nerve with that one. Well, Ty, thank you for joining me today. I hope you’re able to pull your head out of your ass and go after what you really want. That picket fence and 2.5 kids with a Golden Retriever in the yard really isn’t as bad as you seem to think. Maybe it’s time you thought long and hard about your future, and Josie’s.

Author Bio:
Short. Erotic. Sweet.

Harley’s other half would probably say those words describe her, but they also describe her books. When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place.

When Harley isn’t writing, she’s thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more.



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