Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Dominance - 4 books in one - by Diana Hunter -- Hot, hot, hot! Get out your fans. ;-)

Love in the Afternoon
Bondage. Passion. And a love that binds more tightly than the strongest cord. An afternoon of control and release. What more could a couple want?


Stitches in Time
Liam Finnerty agrees to let the boss’s daughter accompany him on a business trip, never expecting to get lovemaking advice from a real, live leprechaun.

Maggie Andrews confronts the demons that have made her life miserable for the past several years, finally admitting that her life is on the wrong path.

Now all leprechaun Seamus O’Brien must do is get the two of them to see what is right before their eyes.



When a gorgeous woman in tight leather pants gives Jim Delaney a come-on in a crowded sidewalk cafĂ©, his libido leaps to one conclusion: she’s a professional looking for an afternoon customer. Deciding he’s not above paying for sex, Jim enjoys the woman’s seduction.

There’s only one problem…Tania Pelligrini isn’t a hooker.


Promise for Now

Brian has had his eye on his sexy soccer-mom neighbor for years. But it isn’t until he finds out she’s finally divorced that no-good husband that he decides the time is right to make his move. A move Carol is ready to accept, even as Brian suggests sexual paths she’d only read about. Who knew a flogging could be so sexy?

Brian had lost count of the number of times he’d masturbated to the thought of Carol bent over, her ass reddened from his hand. The thought of her submitting to his will, of her begging him for her pleasure, begging for him to give her the release she craved, had been fodder for many a late-night session. And here she was, bent over his couch, doing exactly that. Not only was she not afraid of him, she welcomed and wanted the physical power that he expressed only in sex. He grabbed a fistful of her dark hair and pulled her upright again, determined to show her the most sinister parts of his desires. Although he’d been her confidant for all this time, he had no clue how she’d take what he could dish out. How far would she go?
He turned her to face him and the look she gave him was full of trust and desire and longing. Again the anger swelled in him that Michael hadn’t seen the treasure in his own bed. This was a woman who longed to be fucked and fucked often…something he intended to do very soon to her. He fisted her hair at the nape of her neck.
“You like this don’t you.” It wasn’t a question and he didn’t wait for an answer. “You like it rough.”
She nodded against his hand, a small whimper coming from the back of her throat as she leaned on him for support. He deliberately kept her off balance, forcing her mind to constantly adapt to the changes he threw at her. God, she was beautiful!
Brian propelled her toward his basement door, pausing to release her while still in the kitchen and changing tactics, taking her more gently into his arms as he explained his expectations. This way, she’d never be able to say she hadn’t been warned.
“I will give you several opportunities to refuse me, Carol. This is one of them. Never doubt that I want you…that I’ve wanted you for a very long time. You’ve read my books so you know what’s down in that basement.” He grinned. “Maybe not as lavishly furnished as the dungeons in my novels but…” He shrugged and left the end of the sentence hanging.
“If you walk down those steps, I expect you to give me control over your body and mind. All the responsibilities get handed over to me. You give up everything. You walk down those stairs and I am in charge.”
A slow smile spread over Carol’s face. She leaned her head against Brian’s shoulder almost as if she were drinking in his strength. For several heartbeats, she basked in the comfort of his arms before stepping back and looking at him with calm acceptance. “I’m ready.”
He gestured to the steps and Carol calmly walked to them and descended.
In third grade, Diana wrote a short, one-page story about a bear family. When her teacher handed it back, the paper had a great big, red “A” on the top. The teacher said to her, “This is very good. You ought to be a writer.” And in the concrete-thinking way of third graders, Diana knew she’d just found the career she was to follow.
Of course, she doubts her third grade teacher envisioned the genre Diana would choose. After she complained about not finding BDSM-themed stories that focused on the relationship rather than just the sex, she was challenged by a friend to write one of her own. The rest is just fun reading.
Diana resides in the Finger Lakes area of New York State and is grateful for the support of her husband and two adult children.

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  1. Hi Diana, welcome. I love the black and white silhouette cover. Very effective.

  2. They all sound like fun reads, Diana. Best luck!