A peek at Trust and Dare. Why I wrote it.

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So my first book from Samhain Publishing came out almost two weeks ago. It’s doing great, after not even two weeks it hit #6 on the best seller list, and that’s a 3 week average! I was thrilled, because I’m a new author at Samhain. Trust and Dare was a lot of fun to write, it was also very therapeutic.

All my life I grew up crushing on military men. It’s probably because I spent my childhood baking under the hot sun at airshows, and walking around a base filled with men in uniform. I always knew I’d fall for one. And I did, and unfortunately he destroyed my unwavering faith and innocent crushing on military men. But he did leave me with one fabulous thing. A beautiful daughter. Anyway, this bitterness ate at me, and I was mad at him for making me transfer this anger to all men in uniform. Especially with all they’re doing for our country right now.

So I made myself move forward and recognize it was just one man, not all of them. Shit happens, I’m certainly not the first woman to get screwed. Literally. :lmao: Sorry, couldn’t resist. Anyway, the final step in healing, and closing that chapter of anti-military men in my life, was writing Trust and Dare. My hero is a confident, alpha, army guy who has strong values. My heroine is a sexy, curvy, prankster, who absolutely refuses to date military men. I loved writing this book. Loved it! It was too much fun, and like I said…. a creative way to finish the healing.

So here’s some more about Trust and Dare and a dirtyish :twisted: excerpt!

Angry that yet another military man has done her family wrong, Abby Cook plots sweet revenge. But when her plan goes awry, she discovers that she’s targeted the wrong military man.

Mason Tyler is not used to being disobeyed. Yet the curvy blonde has rejected his advances at every turn. When he catches her in the middle of a very destructive—not to mention illegal—prank, he offers her a deal. A deal that will keep her out of jail. And let him exact a little revenge of his own.

One weekend in his bed…no inhibitions, no refusals. But when the weekend is up, will Mason be ready to let Abby go?

http://samhainpublishing.com/romance/trust-and-dare

EXCERPT:

“Take off your shirt, Abby.”

Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. “Now?”

She’d given him the go ahead, let’s see how far she’d let him take it. “Well, you did agree to play by my rules. You’re not going to break that little bargain of ours just yet, are you? I might have to spank that sweet ass of yours.”

Her lips curled upward and her tongue darted across her mouth. “Oh, well now…that might be kind of fun.”

Hmm. Another thing he’d have to remember. She liked the idea of being spanked. He took a step forward and she giggled, throwing her hands up in front of her.

“Okay, okay!” Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her tank top and jerked it over her head.

The blood in his veins pulsed faster at the sight of her lace-covered breasts. “Now your bra.”

She took a deep breath and reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding the straps off each shoulder. She pulled the purple scrap of lace off her breasts and let the bra drop to the floor. Oh, sweet God. He wanted to step forward and touch her, but that would screw up the entire striptease.

“The skirt.” His voice came out hoarse.

Her fingers were shaking as she unzipped the skirt and wiggled her hips so it fell down at her feet. She stepped away from it and reached down for the buckle on her heels.

“Did I tell you to take off your heels, Abby?”

She straightened up. “I just assumed—”

“Don’t assume. Leave the shoes on.” She looked so damn sexy, and the shoes just made the fantasy level go up.

“Okay.” She nodded and started to cross her arms across her breasts.

He closed the distance between them, grabbed her wrists, and gently tugged her arms away from her body.

Now that they were inside and under the lights, he could see every curve and swell of her body. Her breasts were large and
crowned by fat, raspberry-colored tips. Her stomach and hips were full and pale, with smooth pink pussy lips peeking out between her soft thighs.

“Don’t cover yourself, Abby. You’re a sexy woman, and I wanna look at you.” He needed to ease her surprising moment of shyness. He lowered his head and brushed his mouth across hers.

She made the sweetest little sighing noise and pressed her body against his, opening her mouth under his lips. He slipped his tongue inside, tasting her sweetness and sucking on her tongue.

The kiss deepened, growing more urgent. He finally jerked away, their ragged breathing just audible over the music. He reached his hands between them to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over the firm tips.

“Mason…” She moaned and covered his wrists with her fingers.

He stepped back, letting her go as he went to the couch and sat down. Crooking his finger towards her, he murmured, “Come here, baby.”

She smiled and walked towards him, her hips swinging as her high-heeled feet moved across the carpet.

When she was standing in front of him, he opened his legs so she could stand between them. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he gently urged her to her knees in front of him. Had he gone too far? His worries were eased when he watched her eyes—sure enough, there was a shimmer of excitement in them.

Without even having to ask her, she seemed to know what he wanted. Her pretty manicured fingernails went to work unbuttoning his fly, and then pulling down the zipper. His blood pounded through his veins and his cock grew harder than it already was.

Lifting his hips, Mason shoved his pants and briefs down to his knees. His erection sprang free and her soft hand immediately wrapped around it. The air hissed from between his compressed lips and he closed his eyes.

“I like your penis, Mason.” Her silky fingers trailed over his length before wrapping around it. “It’s soft, smooth, and so pretty.”

His gaze snapped back open, his body shaking with silent laughter. “Did you just call my dick pretty?”

“Well, it is.” She giggled and dipped her head. A second later her tongue laved a wet swipe over his head. “And yummy.”

“Abby.” He groaned and weaved his fingers into her hair, encouraging her head down to his cock again. He wanted to feel her mouth on him. Now.

7 Naughty Responses to “A peek at Trust and Dare. Why I wrote it.”

  1. Ericka Scott Says:

    Oh My! (fanning myself)

  2. Ava Rose Johnson Says:

    Oh thank you Shelli. Thank you thank you thank you thank you! That was a very nice prelude to :hump:
    I need more

  3. Ava Rose Johnson Says:

    BTW, Awesome cover. Best I’ve seen in ebooks. Very striking

  4. Shelli Says:

    Hee hee, thanks Ericka!

    Thanks, Ava! I love the cover because it’s so simple, but striking!

  5. Karen Says:

    Pretty pretty pretty…. :badgirl:

    Naughty excerpt Shell! And thanks for the background on the story.

  6. Rob Graham Says:

    Congratulations Shelli.

    And yummy. Nice excerpt.

  7. Shelli Says:

    Thanks, Karen and Rob!

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