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The Bossman by Renee Rose

Sophie Palazzo never imagined that falling in love with a mafia don would get her a spanking – and that she would love it!

Sophie Palazzo steered clear of the mafia after her father's involvement ended with his murder. Fifteen years later, Joey La Torre, the Don's brother himself, shows up unannounced at her massage studio and wheedles his way into a date. She has no interest in aggressive, macho men like Joey, or so she tries to tell herself, but her body just doesn't get the message. When Joey takes her in hand with a firm bare-bottomed spanking, she ought to be furious, instead, she's aroused. As she explores her physical desires to be dominated, she tries to keep Joey at arm's length emotionally.

Joey knows he wants Sophie for keeps from the moment he walks into her life. She is hot, classy and full of fire, even though submission turns her on. But his involvement in the mafia is a hard limit for her, bringing to conflict his own dedication to the Family, the code of silence and his relationship with his older brother. Can he reconcile his duty to the organization and his growing need for Sophie to remain in his life permanently?

Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Content/Theme(s): Spanking, Mafia, Light BDSM
Release Date: March 12, 2014
Publisher: Riverdale Ave Books

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“What bothers you about me, anyway?” He pushed, staying in her personal space.

She looked up, her cheeks flushed. “You’re just too much man for me, that’s all. I couldn’t handle you.”

He cupped her face, running his thumb over one cheekbone. “You don’t know until you’ve tried,” he coaxed.

“Am I in danger here?” she asked, “Do I need to be worried about you not taking no for an answer?”

He grinned. “No. But you’re giving me mixed signals, so I’m working on wearing down your resistance.”

She put her hands on her hips, but didn’t move back. “What mixed signals?”

He brought the back of his forefinger to the place her nipple protruded through her bra and blouse and rubbed over it. “This is one,” he murmured.

She gave a tiny gasp, but still did not pull away. He ran his finger up her throat and under her chin, watching as her head fell slightly backward. He cupped her nape and tipped her head back, moving slowly to kiss her throat, giving her ample time to refuse it, if she chose.

She didn’t. He could see her frantic pulse beating under her jawline and he brushed his lips there first, traveling lower to nip at her neck and still lower to kiss her collarbone.

“Sophie,” he coaxed, running his hands down her back and squeezing her firm little ass. “Don’t you want to find out what you’ve been missing?”

“No,” she gasped, but she leaned into him, her body pressing against his like glue as her head fell further back and her arms clutched his shoulders.

“No?” He kneaded her firm ass with one hand while the other returned to the back of her neck as he nibbled at her ear, kissing along her jaw, and suckling her neck. She gave a tiny moan and grasped his head, pulling his mouth toward hers. His cock went rock hard at the invitation. Passion exploded into his kiss as he claimed her mouth, pressing his tongue between her lips, sucking her lower lip between his teeth, pulling her against his body. She shocked him by climbing into him, lifting one knee to his waist for him to catch, then mounting him with both legs around his waist, never releasing the kiss. He gripped her ass and walked down her hallway in search of the bedroom. It was easy to find and he didn’t bother with the lights. The moment he put her down, she was pulling off her clothes, so he unbuttoned his shirt, and tore it off, then stopped to retrieve a condom from his wallet. Her hands on his zipper threw him over the edge, and putting the condom between his teeth, he picked her up by the waist and tossed her onto the bed, pouncing on her the moment she landed.

“Joey!” she gasped.

The sound of his name on her lips made him shudder with pleasure. He flicked his tongue over her erect nipple while pinching the other between two fingers. She arched into him, wriggling her hips and wrapping one long leg around his waist.

Slow down he schooled himself, but found it was as if he was in high school again, too amazed he was getting lucky to stop and enjoy the moment. To distract himself, he wriggled down and parted her thighs, licking into the succulent folds of her pussy with a fervor.

She wound her fingers in his hair and pulled. “Oh God!”

He swirled his tongue around her clit before penetrating her with it and pulling back to flick her sensitive folds. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them to feel her inner wall, searching for her g-spot. Bingo. The little button of tissue hardened under his fingers and she cried out, squirming frantically.
***Oh Joey. He’d been right. She had been missing something. A sense of panic welled in her as the stimulation became too intense. She felt almost like she had to pee and then a climax tore through her, causing her to shriek and kick and convulse on the bed, while her lover continued his assault on her senses.

When it passed, all she could think was: Joey La Torre is a real man. She had not planned on having sex with him. She certainly wasn’t going to get involved with him. But damn, he had been so worth a torrid fling.

She’d spent all her dating years avoiding men like him, men like her father—aggressive men. Cocky, self-assured, macho men. Alpha men. She now realized it may have been at the cost of satisfying sex. Because she’d just had the best orgasm of her life, and it wasn’t just his technique, it everything about him—the aggression, the powerful persona.
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