Hi, Friends! Nona Raines here. I'm so happy to be participating in my very first blog hop—and what a theme! Hot in Handcuffs. I think it's very fitting, considering my recent BDSM romance Uncollared has a very HOT handcuff scene, which I'll share with you in a moment.
But first, a little about the story:
Submissive
Mia Manetti is devastated when her first Master uncollars her just as she was
hoping for a permanent relationship with him. Trying to move on, she agrees to
sub for a powerful and sexy new Dom.
Chess Ryan
has wanted Mia from the first moment he saw her at Club Restraint, but it was
always "hands off" because she belonged to his friend Philip. Now,
thanks to that friend's maneuvers, Mia is finally his. But only for a little
while.
Mia finds
it increasingly difficult to keep her feelings in check as she experiences
erotic delights with Master Chess, sensual and sexual fantasies that she's
never known before. Is she setting herself up for another heart ache?
Guilt,
secrets and misplaced pride all keep Chess and Mia from being completely honest
with each other. As they connect sexually and emotionally, they realize their
relationship has grown too serious to be called "play". How far are
they willing to go as Master and slave?
I am
offering a $15 gift certificate as a prize to one lucky participant in my
contest: for Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or (in case you're already swamped
with bookstore gcs) Bath and Body Works. This will be a US contest only.
Since I'm a
first-time blog hopper (be gentle with me please, lol) I'm going to KISS. Keep
It Simple, Sugar! I'll tell you how to enter my contest at the end of this
post.
I promised
you a sexy scene, and baby, here it is! This comes a few days after Chess and
Mia have caught a showing of the movie Laura on television:
The
door led to the private rooms upstairs. Mia’s heart banged as she pulled it
open.
A
large suited figure stood at the top of the stairs. Chess.
He
wore a brown suit and tie, a white shirt, and a trench coat. On his head sat a
fedora, a type of hat that she’d seen actors wear in old black-and-white films.
“Miss
Manetti?”
Mia
nodded, wondering what was going on. “Yes.”
“This
way, ma’am.”
She
climbed the stairs, and he ushered her into a sparsely furnished room. There
stood a large desk with a chair facing it. Mia felt so disoriented that she
didn’t even hear what Chess said. She blinked. “Excuse me?”
He
pulled a wallet from his suit coat, flipped it open momentarily, and slipped it
back in his pocket before she had a chance to look at it. “Frank Ryan, ma’am, police
department. I’m going to have to ask you some questions.”
“Questions?”
Her brain had a hard time catching up. “I don’t—”
“First
of all, ma’am, are you carrying any kind of weapons on your person?”
“Weapons?
Of course not—”
“Then
you won’t mind if I just check to make sure. Face the wall, please.” He spun
her toward the wall, positioning her hands flat against the surface, fingers
splayed. Suddenly her confusion vanished, replaced by raw lust as she became firmly
entrenched in the scene.
“Assume
the position, please.” He snugged up behind her, bumping her ass with his hip
as he nudged her feet farther apart, widening her stance. His breath burned her
ear as he whispered, “You do know the position, don’t you?”
Air
hissed from Mia’s lungs, flames of need licking over her body. Her breasts grew
heavy; her pussy ached. She flicked out her tongue to moisten her dry lips. “Yes,
Officer.”
“All
right.” His big hands moved down her arms, and heat lingered everywhere he
touched. He moved from her ribs to her waist and hips. She bit her lip and
almost cried when he bypassed her breasts. They needed his touch so badly.
It
was surprisingly easy to get into her role, but not nearly so easy to withstand
the power of his touch. Her voice shook as he went down on one knee to pat down
her legs. “Please, Officer…can’t you tell me what this is about?”
“We
believe you’ve been withholding important information.” His voice was
uninflected, matter-of-fact. Just the
facts, ma’am.
She
pressed her forehead to the wall, needing that solid surface to steady her. “What
kind of information?”
“That’s
classified.”
Classified?
Was he the police or the CIA? Mia couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped
her. He’d seen too many thrillers and was mixing his metaphors, so to speak.
His
hands stilled on her calves. “I wouldn’t laugh if I was in your shoes, ma’am.
You’re in some serious trouble. Very
serious.”
His
tone of warning made her melt. So did the hands creeping higher and
higher under her skirt. She went still, holding her breath as his fingers
skimmed the tender junction of her thighs. If he’d only move his hand one inch,
just one little inch…
She
almost moaned in disappointment as he got to his feet. “No hidden weapons.
Hands behind your back now.”
Mia
hesitated, not sure she heard him right. He gripped her wrists and moved them
where he wanted them. “Behind. Your. Back.”
Holding
both her wrists in one hand, Chess removed something from his jacket pocket,
and a moment later Mia heard a click. Her hands were held fast. Handcuffs?
A
fine mist of perspiration formed on her upper lip.
He
grasped her arm and guided her to the wooden, straight-backed chair. “Sit.”
He
shrugged out of the long coat and laid it and the hat on top of the desk. His
dark blond hair lay slicked back the way Dana Andrews’s had been in the movie.
He rested his ass on the corner of the desk and let go the weary sigh of a
detective working too many hours on a case going nowhere.
“Now,
like I said, lady. You’re hiding information, and I’m willing to do whatever it
takes to get what I need.” A shiver ran through Mia. Whatever it takes. “So let’s just stop playing games.”
She
shifted on the hard wooden seat with her hands cuffed at the small of her back,
the hard metal circling her wrists. The cuffs weren’t comfortable, but neither
did they hurt. They only made her aware that she was at his mercy, completely
under his control.
I sure hope you enjoyed that little tidbit from Uncollared! Now, for a chance to win the prize I'm offering, all I'm asking is you do ONE thing to show a little love. You can:
THEN just
leave a comment below answering this question: if you could re-enact a sexy or
romantic scene from any movie, what would it be? Please remember to leave your
email address so I can get hold of you if you win! The winner will be selected
randomly.
Each of us
in the HIH Hop is offering a prize, so make sure you check out the other sites
in the link below. There
are lots of treats in store! The hop begins at 12:01 am October 10 and ends
11:59 pm October 15, so don't procrastinate!
Thanks for
stopping by and enjoy the rest of the Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop! You can find the other bloggers here.
Have a
Happy Hop,
Nona Raines
Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic
Uncollared is
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