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Read an ExcerptLast week of August…Racy Dillon swore on her daddy's grave the four-foot-tall trophy, its imitation walnut base and three tiers separated by shiny purple-and-gold columns, was the ugliest thing she'd ever seen. An Ideal Husband ePub (Adobe DRM) can be read on any device that can open ePub (Adobe DRM) files. Is their marriage ending or just beginning?Vicki Sorenson met Jamie Malone and married him an hour later. The Husband She Never Knew ePub (Adobe DRM) can be read on any device that can open ePub (Adobe DRM) files. Enabling JavaScript in your browser will allow you to experience all the features of our site.
His business partner’s wife shares the secret to their successful marriage-- female supremacy, domination, and male chastity.
We writers sometimes reach out, attempting to find the fictional characters we created in the flesh.
Lane is personally trained by renowned psychologist Jayne Spencer, author of the Spensarian Protocols, a handbook for femdom marriages.
Now?thirteen years later?the new man in Vicki's life is about to propose, so Vicki arrives at Jamie's houseboat, divorce papers in hand.However, divorcing the charming Irishman is proving much more difficult than marrying him. When Jayne proposes marriage, Lane starts a new life in chastity as a cuckolded husband, until Jayne introduces him to bisexuality. She'd come here all the way from Destiny, Wyoming, to kick butt and take names.Mission accomplished. Hangover accomplished, too.It felt like a chorus line of jackhammers doing high kicks inside her skull.


Even so, they couldn't erase last night's memory of hearing her name called out with a near perfect score. She'd made a show of tucking the prize money into the cleavage of her push-up corset and then the celebrating had started.
Not only to erase the slight tilt of the room, but to block the sunlight sneaking past the floor-to-ceiling curtains that barred the best view of the Vegas Strip.
An upgrade from a standard room to this luxurious suite for the rest of the weekend.She stretched beneath the sheets, enjoying thecoolness of the five-hundred-count cotton material on her naked skin. Grateful for the plush pillows that cradled her throbbing head, she rolled to the edge of the bed.Damn, she needed a tall glass of ice-cold apple juice. She didn't know why, but it always cleared her brain after a night of wild—A deep groan and movement from behind her caused Racy to freeze.
Not entirely peaceful, if the hardness pressing against her backside, and the sheets caught between their bodies, meant anything.Oh, no. There was a slick guy, like someone out of The Godfather, who wouldn't take no for an answer. The rest of the night was a blur of bright lights, loud music, the jangling of slot machines, and more alcohol. On the dance floor, up against a palm tree, in a taxi on the way to… where?And Elvis?No, it must be a dream. Hands tugging, clothes flying and with only her corset, denim miniskirt and stilettos, she'd gotten naked first.
Then she was in a whirlpool tub big enough for six, pouring bubble bath into the rising water.It had taken him longer…why?


Married men gave off a scent of possession, of belonging to someone else and, despite the craziness of her life, she wouldn't—Afraid she was going to be sick, she clamped a hand over her mouth.
Jerking up on one elbow, she shoved her hair out of her eyes and there it was, in the same place she'd worn wedding rings twice before.First when she'd been nineteen and stupid, then six years later she'd taken another chance on happily ever after.
When that had ended after eighteen short months, she'd vowed never to grace the aisle again.But this ring didn't look like those cheap things from the past. Both her head and stomach took their sweet time in catching up with her.She struggled to focus on her purse and the small bouquet of white silk flowers lying next to it.
It was Racy's favorite part, where each bartender's personality and style came out while showing off their moves. Spinning, flipping, catching and balancing bottles, glasses and bar tools while making a variety of cocktails. He sat at the edge of the bed, the sheet pulled across his lap, leaving his chest and legs bare. She realized she was standing there in nothing but her birthday suit.Racy reached for the closest item of clothing. Yanking on a man's white dress shirt, she managed to get three buttons closed before a clean, outdoorsy scent filled her head. At thirty-two, Gage was in his prime, with the football player's body of his youth honed to lean, tight muscles.



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