About the Book:
This book is the second in the Adopting Katie series.
  Widowed mother Katelyn Summers, knows her husband would have wanted her to move on and find happiness for herself and a father for their infant son. Knowing that doesn't make doing it any easier, and she is spiraling fast as she struggles with balancing her new normal with her old wants and needs.
   Jeff has always been a natural leader, controlling all aspects of his life with a confidence that rivals no other. When a failed marriage crumbles that confidence, he leaves his entire world behind and loses himself in his work. Nothing can bring him home, until he meets her.
   Can these two help each other move on from their painful pasts and into their happily ever after together? How does Katie’s unique family fit into the mix? Can you really have your cake and eat it too?

Excerpt:  “I would give my life to make sure that look of pain never graces your precious face ever again, you know that?”
  Her head dropped and she sighed. “I don’t know what to do,” she confessed.
  “Sweetheart, look at me, please.” He kept his voice level and calm. She lifted her eyes to his without moving her chin from her chest. He smiled at her strong will. She wanted to listen to him, but she was probably scared. He was about to change that, forever. “I love you and Noah. You two have become my life, and I would do anything for you. Do you understand what I am saying?”
  “Yes, but...”
  “No, I don’t think you do understand.” He spoke sharply, sitting up straight and pulling her into his lap. “Let me spell it out for you. I am a detective, but being a detective is not my life. You are my life. You and that little dude who already has me wrapped around his pudgy spit-soaked thumb. If my job gets in the way of my happiness, then that simply means it is time for me to move on. I buried myself in work for survival, but I also moved away from my family and lost some years I will never get back. I won’t make the same mistake again.”
  “You can’t quit your job.” Katie rolled her eyes and shook her head. It was obvious she didn’t have a clue how serious he was.
  “I can’t lose you."
  “I could never ask you to switch careers.”
  “I could never let you leave because of it.”
  His answers were quick and automatic. There should be no doubt in her mind of his intentions after this conversation.

About the Author:
  I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days.
  I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

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About the Book:
  After her brother’s life of crime is brought to a sudden end, twenty-two-year-old Kara Jennings fears she may be the next target of the men who killed him. It comes as a shock, however, when she is taken captive by a mysterious man who promises to keep her safe but quickly demonstrates that he will not hesitate to punish her in any way he sees fit if she disobeys him.
 Devin Stinger is certain there is something important that Kara is refusing to share with him—something related to her brother’s death—and he is fully prepared to be as firm as necessary to get her to tell him the truth, even if that means stripping her bare, spanking her hard and thoroughly, and keeping her caged like a pet.
  Despite her shame at being made to kneel naked at her captor’s feet, eat from his hand, and surrender her body to him completely, Devin’s dominance leaves Kara helplessly aroused and yearning for him to master her even more thoroughly. When he brings her to the edge of an intense climax only to leave her desperate and wanting, her need for him to claim her properly compels Kara to confess the secret her brother shared with her before his death. But will that information help Devin protect his beautiful pet or will it ultimately put her in greater danger?

Excerpt: (rated x)
​  He said they were in danger. Not just her, but him as well. Did that make him less of an asshole? He had what he wanted, the tapes, she wasn’t going to even try to take the money in that box, it was his. All he had to do was let her go; instead, he’d tossed her back in the cage.
  “Do you want something, pet?” His rough voice rolled over her body as well as any fingertip or lips. His lips. He hadn’t kissed her since they were in the kitchen; in fact, other than the finger fucking during her breakfast he hadn’t touched her at all.
  She licked her lips again, telling herself that sucking his cock meant she’d be able to get out of the cage. It was just a means to an end, nothing else. She told herself that, but even she knew she was a bullshitter.
  “I—” Her eyes darted up to his, not wanting to ask, or say what she wanted, and hoping like hell he wouldn’t make her.
  “Oh, I think you can do better than that. Tell me. Ask me to suck my cock. It’s what you want, isn’t it? To suck me hard, lick me, and have your face fucked with it?” Back was the crude jackass from the truck. Maybe what he’d heard on those tapes was bad. Maybe he’d come down for stress relief, something to soothe him. And fuck her, she wanted to give him that. Because if they were in trouble, if he was telling her the truth, she couldn’t think of anyone else who would be helping her. His brother? Maybe, depended on how dirty of a cop he was, or how good of a brother.
  The man stood before her, looking for a way to relieve his worry. The man who promised to protect her from the bad guys, even if that meant locking her away for her own good.
  She inched toward him, reaching through the bars until her hands rested on his thighs. The firmness of his muscles there told her how hard he worked to maintain his body. No one got quads like that from doing a handful of squats; no, he was disciplined in his schedule.
  “Let me.” She licked her lips again, keeping her eyes mingling with his. The edges of his stare softened. He’d been looking for a fight, or at least expecting one. She’d had enough fighting. Her soul was tired, her body ached, she wanted to find the middle ground with him. The small strip of peace they could reside in together to get through whatever fucked-up shit her brother had put her in.
He shuffled closer to the bars, his cock nearly through the space where her mouth was positioned.  “Open your mouth, stick out your tongue,” he ordered. One final lick of her lips, and she spread them, jutting her tongue out past her teeth. “Don’t close your mouth, not even your lips. This mouth is mine, understand?”
  Even if her mind didn’t, her pussy got the idea just fine. She could feel the wetness already slipping between her lower lips, knowing if she touched her clit she’d find it engorged with her arousal, and most likely ready to come.
The soft round head of his cock touched her outreached tongue, sliding over it and going deeper into her mouth. Her throat started to clench, but she worked the muscles and swallowed, opening for him and keeping the gag at bay. Fuck, he was a lot bigger than she remembered. Just as she felt the back of her throat clenching again, he pulled back. Before she could take a deep breath, he thrust forward, hitting the back of her throat once more and eliciting a gag.
 “Fuck.” She pulled her head back and coughed, then quickly got back into position.
“Good girl, but no cursing. I don’t like it, and I’ll wash your mouth out with soap next time you do it.” His threat, or rather his promise, didn’t fall on deaf ears. She’d have to watch her foul mouth, but it would be hard. A bad habit she only seemed able to curb while at work, and even then she let her guard down when patients weren’t in earshot. “Open your mouth wider, pet. I want you to take my whole cock in. Stick out your fucking tongue, or I’ll hold it out for you.”


About the Author:
  Measha Stone is an international best seller who lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and three children. While working toward her degree in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University, she wrote mostly in the thriller genre, but her heart lies in Romance. BDSM Erotic Romance is where she lives and breathes, because what’s pleasure without a little pain? When she’s not writing, she’s reading and goofing off with her kids. 

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