Hear that? That’s the very loud, very excited sound of cheering for today’s release of Rebecca Grace Allen’s super sexy BDSM book, His Contract! Woohoo! Confetti throw! It’s here! Yessss. And what could make today even better? Well, Rebecca has given Binge on Books an exclusive excerpt for the release and it’s hotter than hot (And by that I mean it’s INCENDIARY so watch out)!
Now, if you don’t know anything about His Contract a) where have you been?! b) let’s change that stat! Here’s the blurb (and honestly, get ready to fan yourself by the end):
Lawyers know when to play by the rules…and when to break them. Harvard law professor Jack Archer once balanced his professional life with the private world of dominance, surrender, and trust he shared with his wife. Since cancer stole her a year ago, finding love again—her final wish for him—is the furthest thing from his mind. From his empty house to the classroom, grief follows his every move.Until he meets a young woman with shadows in her eyes even darker than his own.
Once a shining star at law school, Lilly Sterling’s dreams died when the Dom she trusted left her heartbroken and lost. She’s starting fresh in a new city as a paralegal, but meeting Jack reawakens all her old demons—and her lingering desires. Jack offers to become Lilly’s mentor for both the courtroom and the playroom, but tells himself it’s not a relationship. Their carefully worded contract guarantees that. But when their trial agreement starts heating up, both Jack and Lilly must decide what will tip the scales: the letter of the law…or love?
Warning: All rise for a book that contains a wounded submissive and a Dominant who wants to retrain her while retaining control of his heart. Discovery phase may involve spankings, bondage, edging, and blindfolds. Is it hot?
You be the judge.
And here it is, an exclusive excerpt to whet your appetite before you delve head first into His Contract. Enjoy!
“Hold up, did someone say wingman?” Brady asked. “I thought we were just getting some beers. What am I missing?”
“We are going to get your brother a date tonight.”
“For real?” Brady looked to Jack, then responded with a hesitant, “O-kay.”
Jack ordered a draft and knocked back a heavy gulp as two women squeezed next to them. Patrick offered to buy them a round of shots, but they seemed to only have eyes for Brady. When he apologized with a flash of his wedding ring, they pouted and turned away. Patrick began working his magic on another pair, and Jack tried to participate in the conversation, but the words I don’t want to be here were beating a chorus in his head.
They moved on and Patrick glowered at him. “You want to put in a little effort?”
“Bullshit. You’re not even trying.”
“Ease up, Patrick,” Brady said. “He’s here at least, right?”
Jack pushed back from the bar. “I need some air.”
He walked away with the intention of merely stepping outside, but the entryway was so thick with people he could barely muscle his way through the crowd.
Screw this. He didn’t want to be here. And he was going the fuck back home.
Jack started to reach for his phone, planning to text Patrick and Brady that he was getting a cab when something a few feet away stopped him—a shock of blonde hair, long and curling at the ends. His breath caught.
For a moment he wasn’t sure if what he was seeing was real. She looked so much like Eve once did it was eerie. He knew he was staring, but he couldn’t stop, not even when the young woman’s gaze shifted and met his. She blinked rapidly before looking away. Her stare slowly crept back, though, and when their eyes met again, her cheeks colored with a rosy flush.
A spark kindled in Jack’s belly, his body awakening with needs he thought all but dead. The hint of a fantasy ignited, his mind tripping over itself like a cold engine starting after a long winter. Dormant for so long under a cloak of grief, his sex drive roared to life. The attraction was intense and unexpected.
Rebecca Grace Allen writes kinky new adult and hot contemporary BDSM romance. She holds a Bachelor of Arts in English with a double concentration in Creative Writing and Literary Comparison, as well as a Master of Science in Elementary Education, both of which seemed like good ideas at the time. After stumbling through careers in entertainment, publishing, law and teaching, she’s returned to her first love: writing. A self-admitted caffeine addict and gym rat, she currently lives in upstate New York with her husband, two parakeets, and a cat with a very unusual foot fetish.