I was chosen to create Heather R Blair’s cover for her latest Toil & Trouble series, and this is the final cover reveal. I cannot lie, I have been itching to get this up. I love it. I’m jolly proud of it.
I was chosen to create Heather R Blair’s cover for her latest Toil & Trouble series, and this is the final cover reveal. I cannot lie, I have been itching to get this up. I love it. I’m jolly proud of it.
On-the-Job Training: Permanent Position by Jordan Buchanan
Release date: August 7
In the exciting conclusion of the On-the-Job Training serial, John Mackenzie and Laura Benson face the most daunting, and dangerous, obstacles in their relationship. Wanting nothing more than to enjoy their romance and their exploration off dominance and submission, they’re confronted instead with real life issues that keep getting in the way.
Suspecting Jacqueline Deane, the widow of John’s business partner, of embezzling from the company, John and Laura are stunned to learn her true identity and set a trap to catch her in the act. When Laura and Mistress Aleksandra go on an undercover road trip to learn more, thy discover Jacqueline is likely guilty of far more heinous crimes than mere theft.
As if dealing with that isn’t enough, there’s a playground to build, a bedroom to remodel, and a business to run. It’s a wonder they ever have time to play with their new bondage gear…but they find a way. Miss Evvie comes to the rescue once again with interesting items for John’s toy bag and who doesn’t love new toys?
Together, they face every challenge and Laura finally begins to feel comfortable in John’s home….until she finds some very personal mementos from his marriage to Lainey. She must find a way to banish her insecurities once and for all. And even if she can, Jacqueline has no intention of letting them have their happily-ever-after.
To say he was delighted with my purchases would be the understatement of the century. As he ran the Wartenberg wheel over his own forearm, his eyes took on the wicked gleam I’ve come to recognize and crave seeing.
With two purposeful strides, he was at the office door, locking it and shuttering the blinds closed. He leaned against it and gazed at me, with what I thought of as his “Dom face” sliding into place. “Stand and strip, baby.”
There’s something so much more hedonistic about playing in the office than at home—something naughtier and nastier that sets my heart to pounding. My fingers flew through undoing buttons and hooks and zippers until I stood naked at my desk, my clothes tossed on top of it.
Wearing a lascivious grin, he commented, “Leaving your toy to keep you company while I was gone seems to have worked out well. Your high beams are on, baby.” He didn’t make a move toward me but continued to talk in a low, husky voice. “You look good enough to eat, so I think I will. After I get you properly prepared that is.”
“Yes, Sir.” I awaited his orders; thoughts of anything other than this moment, this encounter, fled my mind.
“Go to my office and clear my desk. I think we’ll need all of it. I’ll be right there.”
It wasn’t a difficult task to accomplish; John didn’t load his desk up with a ton of stuff the way I did and there was room for most of it on his credenza. The buzzing inside me increased to its highest setting as I was putting his stapler and desk clock into a drawer and I damn near dropped them. Not only was the toy vibrating, the tip of it was rotating. I closed my eyes as waves of pleasure inundated me. All I needed to come was friction on my clit, and that was one thing this vibrator didn’t do.
Water ran in the kitchen sink and then the refrigerator door opened and closed before John walked into the room. He had our new gear and a couple bottles of water in his arms. “Sorry to keep you waiting, baby. I wanted to wash my hands and grab us something to drink. Looking at you made my mouth go dry.” He winked at me as his brazen grin broadened.
After placing the cuffs and the spreader bar on the sofa, he turned to me and motioned to the desk. “On your back across the desk lengthwise.”
I settled myself, the smooth wood surface cool against my skin. He had me scooch down so the edge of the desk hit me at the bend of my knees. He placed a throw pillow from the sofa under my head and caressed my cheek with the back of his hand tenderly. Checking my position with an appraising eye, he nodded. “I think we need some mood music, don’t you?” He started up a playlist on his phone, and I smiled as some old-school R&B wafted out. “That’s sounds about right,” he said.
“Yes, Sir. I like it.” I was already high on sensation. It was always this way when we played—anticipation mixed with my calm confidence that whatever happened next was going to be perfect no matter what he ultimately chose to do to me.
He pulled his shirt off over his head, tousling his hair. I had talked him into letting it grow out a bit and I loved the way it curled just a little at the ends. He’d picked up some more sun during our walk on the beach, and I envied the effortless way he tanned.
“Close your eyes and keep them closed until I say.”
He positioned my arms so my hands were palms up and slightly away from my body. The next thing I felt was a prickling sensation as he ran the pinwheel ever so slowly up my left arm. It was amazing! He continued across my collarbone and then down my right arm before reversing the path.
“Is that good?”
“Oh yes, Sir. Surprisingly so.”
“If I press too hard or do anything that hurts in a bad way, it’s your job to call red light, Laura. I have no way of knowing what you’re feeling otherwise. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir. I’ll keep you informed, I promise.”
He ran that sucker all over the tender skin of my inner arms, my belly, around my breasts and then very, very gently over my nipples. That move drew an involuntary gasp from me.
“Green, green, green as grass, Sir.”
He chuckled. “I guess that means I should do it again.” So he did.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jordan Buchanan was born and lived in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia most of her life. Now residing in northern Michigan, she misses the beautiful Shenandoah Valley, but living in the home state of the mighty Detroit Red Wings helps ease the pain.
Jordan writes erotic romance with both heart and heat. She has published the short story collection, 4Play; the novel, Xander’s Garden; and the On-the-Job Training serial—Orientation, Probation Period, and Permanent Position— all available on Amazon.
When she’s not reading, writing, or watching hockey, Jordan spends quality time with her charming husband, three young Labrador mixes, and two older and quite disgruntled ca
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Kate opened her eyes, confused about where she was. Looking around, she saw the remnants of a fire glowing in the fireplace and a large expanse of well-muscled chest. Raising her eyes, she saw Ankou’s face still relaxed in sleep and the memories of the night before came back to her.
They had started her recitation of her history on opposite ends of the sofa, but when she told him about the first time Erik beat her she hadn’t been able to control her tears. Ankou had moved closer to comfort her, and it had felt so good she hadn’t moved away. Somehow, the horror of the past few years seemed more distant when she was in his arms. She didn’t remember falling asleep, but it seemed they both had.
Thinking about that, Kate realized she wasn’t upset about it. It was nice to wake up next to someone and not be afraid. And she wasn’t. It took her a moment’s reflection, but she determined that she felt relaxed and content. The absence of fear in another person’s presence was a heady sensation, and it made her feel bold.
For a long time, she had craved a connection with another person. She had always wanted to be close to someone who would stand by her and love her for who she was. Such a relationship had eluded her for her entire life, but she still yearned for it with a desperation that often left her breathless. Her doubts lingered, but she hoped that Ankou might be that person for her. He claimed they were soulmates. Did a deeper understanding of another person exist? Maybe, finally, she had found someone she could trust.
Ankou’s full lips were just out of her reach, but by stretching just a little bit she could meet them with her own. Did she want to? Did she have the courage? Her desire for touch and affection burned within her, and she decided the answer to both questions was yes. Reaching up, she grazed his mouth with her lips and inhaled his scent. He smelled sweet and spicy at the same time.
Feeling warm and relaxed, Ankou came awake to find his Anamchara’s mouth hovering over his own. He waited to see what she would do, not wanting to rush her to do more than she was ready for. When her eyes met his, he saw the question in them and silently gave her consent to proceed if she wished; leaving the decision in her hands. The moment she made up her mind, her lips met his in a gentle caress and he groaned his approval.
The teasing brushes of her mouth against his caused his body to react, and he was aware of every point of contact between them with painful acuity. The feel of her lying against him, her body melting into his, made him want to tear the clothes from her and explore every inch of her delectable form with his tongue. But he knew he couldn’t do that. If anything had been made clear during Kate’s description of her relationship with the odious human male who had tried to claim her, it was that this woman needed to know her needs would be considered and her limits respected. A precipitous coupling would not give her that reassurance. So he would be patient and proceed at her pace.
The gentle butterfly kisses she gave him progressed to soft nips and firmer contact between their mouths. After some hesitation, she eased her tongue between his lips and he met it with his own. As their kissing deepened, she began to run her hands experimentally over his body. He mirrored her actions; careful only to follow where she led. In time, his patience was rewarded as she moaned in satisfaction and shifted so that the contact between their bodies increased.
Changing the angle at which his thigh lay, he pressed it between her legs and was delighted when she rubbed herself against it. She slid her hands under his tunic, and he shivered as her slender fingers teased his nipples. Moving so as to be able to raise his shirt higher, she was thwarted when it caught under his body. Ankou moaned in ecstasy and shifted in an effort to make it easier for her to remove his clothing.
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Adram smiled as he watched Kai sleep. Knowing he was dreaming of Eloise, he let him rest undisturbed. It was his sighing and the soft moans that gave it away. He’d watched him for the last hour, and when Kai finally woke with a start, he raised his brows.
“Dream of anything good?”
It took a moment for Kai to find his bearings, and seemingly in a daze, he slowly looked around the dark corner where he sat on the floor. It was too much to hope he was in a nightmare and was going to wake any moment. Stretching and yawning before replying, he felt happy.
“Eloise. I dreamed of our test at the temple of truth.” Kai sighed and rested his head against the wall. He paused and let the last remnants of the fading dream fill his mind.
“I’m sure she’s dreaming of you too.”
Kai found comfort hoping that was true. He missed her so much and believing he would see her again soon brought comfort. However, that wouldn’t be until he could escape his prison. Remembering the time difference between the earthly realm and where he and Adram resided, he wondered how long had passed, and what she and her friends were doing. He hoped they were looking for a way to free him and chuckled. Thoughts of Sabe driving everyone insane with ill-timed humor was most definitely getting on peoples nerves by now. He knew him too well to expect anything less, but this, again, brought peace to his troubled mind. Glancing over to Adram, he at least was thankful for someone to talk with. Albeit a man he’d despised since learning of his existence. However, he did come to his aid when called, and Kai was thankful. He wondered if he should try to get to know him a little more. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t care to know about his father’s past, but since they had time to kill, and admitting he was a little curious, he swallowed is pride.
“Did you love my mother?”
“I still do.” Adram smiled. “I have never stopped.”
Surprised at his answer, Kai continued his questioning. “Doesn’t it bother you to know she’s with someone else?”
“What choice do I have?” Adram paused. “I know she is well-loved. Caster is a good man, and as much as I would love to have a reunion with her, it would be unfair. Anyway, do I appear to have the freedom to come and go as I please?” He pointed to their surroundings and smirked. “I am still bound here, and even if I was not, I would not visit Ellanor. It would cause too much pain.”
Kai nodded in agreement. He’d only known his mother a short time, but he’d come to know her and Caster enough to understand they loved each other. He appreciated Adram’s honesty and understood how difficult it must be for him. “When I told Nazar I would follow Samyaza back here; I expected it would be forever. I would rather choose that fate for myself, than have Eloise and Charlain be in danger for the rest of their lives.”
“Your act was out of love for your wife and child, and there is no greater reason to make such a sacrifice. I am proud of you.” Adram hesitated and hoped one day Kai would feel the same about him. “I will do everything I can to aid your return to her.”
“Thank you.” Kai sighed. All the bitterness and resentment he’d had since learning who his father was had lessened over the last few weeks. He’d aided him when he’d asked, and while Kai still wasn’t able to trust him completely, he was making an attempt. “If you could turn back the time, would you choose a different path?”
Adram shook his head gently. “No, I would not. Although I do admit I would be more careful.” He grinned, and Kai nodded in agreement.
“There are a few things I would change, if I could.”
Kai sighed deeply and recalled the last day he and Eloise were together. If he could have that moment over, he would tell her what he was about to do. Not so he could be dissuaded, but so she would know how much he loved and cared for her safety. He felt a sharp pain across his chest, as though his heart would break any moment; he longed to see her. Wishing time would pass even more quickly in his prison; he shook his head at Adram’s question.
“I should have trusted Eloise with the truth about what I was doing.”
“Do you think the outcome would have been different?” Adram slanted his head to the side, curious to understand Kai’s psyche.
“No.” He sighed. “But at least she wouldn’t hate me.”
“You believe she hates you? Why would you think that?”
“I know she’ll be cursing me and angry that I didn’t trust her enough to tell her.” He raised both brows. “She can be quite feisty on occasion.” Kai chuckled.
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after she released her hold, Kai sighed deeply.
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On-the-Job Training: Probation Period
By Jordan Buchanan
Release June 7 on Amazon
On-the-Job Training is a new serial romance by Jordan Buchanan told in three episodes: Orientation, Probation Period, and Permanent Position. It’s the love story of architect John Mackenzie and his personal assistant, Laura Benson. The two feel an instant attraction to each other from the moment he interviews her and after denying and fighting it for weeks, they give in to their desires and begin a torrid relationship. Laura has finally found the Dom she’s always wanted and John the submissive he’s always needed.
They’re ordinary people with jobs, friends, and family and must find ways to fit in facets of the BDSM lifestyle along with the demands of everyday life. Laura faces telling her college-agehome for a visit, about her new “relationship status” as John, widowed for two years, is finally able to keep his last promise to his wife and scatter her ashes. And if paddles and floggers, children and siblings aren’t enough to handle, there’s Jacqueline Deane to contend with. The widow of John’s partner, she appears to be embezzling from Deane & Mackenzie…when she’s not busy antagonizing Laura and attempting to seduce John.
Warning: This title contains explicit sexual content and a healthy dose of humor.
Probation Period is the second installment of the OTJT serial; the third concluding episode, Permanent Position, will be released on August 7.
Excerpt: John takes Laura on an interesting shopping trip
When I pulled into the parking lot of the adult toy store where Evvie worked, Laura’s eyes grew big and round. “Is this the place you got …”
“Yes, ma’am, it sure is. Let’s go see if Evvie’s here.”
I led her into the den of iniquity; it was fun to watch her eyes darting from each item to the next. She yanked me to a stop at a display of flavored lubricants. “Bubble gum? Ooh, watermelon rock candy!”
That caught my ear, so I grabbed a tube. A familiar voice called out, “Well, if it isn’t Mr. John. And he brought his pretty lady with him this time!”
I turned to see Evvie, bearing down on us, a wide white smile on her coffee-colored face. “How could I stay away from a charmer like you, Miss Evvie?”
“Nobody can, Mr. John.” She grinned at me and tilted her head toward Laura. “And this is?”
“Where are my manners? Evvie, this is my girlfriend, Laura.”
“About time he brought you in, darlin’.” The plump woman squeezed Laura’s hand then tucked it into the crook of her arm. “Now you come with me and let Evvie show you the good stuff.”
Laura glanced over her shoulder at me as Evvie pulled her along past displays of condoms—no, thank you very much—vibrators, magazines, and DVDs. I couldn’t tell if she was amused or terrified, but she followed the leader without complaint. Our hostess with the mostest finally halted in front of a large, locked glass cabinet containing leather goods—floggers, paddles, and whips from what I could see. Evvie produced a key from her pocket and unlocked the case releasing the heavenly smell of fine leather. The only scent I know of that’s more appealing to men is “new car.”
“I told Mr. John to bring you over to see these. The store owner found an honest-to-God leather artisan in Maryland that makes them. So much nicer and better made than that junk from overseas.” She reached for a black paddle that was hanging on a hook by its strap. “This is double leather, sewed, not glued, together with a hand-rubbed oak handle. Leather is more flexible than wood, obviously, and better for a beginner. And I bet you’re not far from being a newbie, Miss Laura?”
She nodded. I was getting a kick out of seeing her caught a bit off guard. Evvie had taken me by surprise on my first visit to the store too so I knew how Laura felt. She’d come around in a few minutes after she got over her initial shock.
“The only thing you need to keep in mind is no hitting the kidneys or anything else she says not to hit, Mr. John.” She tapped the end of the paddle against her palm. “These are made for be-hinds.” She emphasized both syllables of the word and we laughed.
“How do you suggest we start out, Evvie? I don’t want to hurt her. I mean, I want it to sting, but I don’t want to harm her.”
She gave me a wicked grin. “You let her whack you with it first.”
Laura gasped. “What?”
Evvie nodded vehemently. “Yes, ma’am. If he doesn’t know what it feels like, he won’t know how to gauge the force he puts into his swing.
Laura reached for it with tentative fingers, then wrapped them around the wooden handle and swished it through the air a few times. A smile began slowly spreading across her face. “I think I can get be-hind that idea.”
Evvie snorted. “You got yourself a good one here, Mr. John. I can see she’s got a whole lotta spunk.”
I winked at Evvie. “Oh, honey, you don’t know the half of it. She’s the best brat ever.”
Laura shook the paddle at me. “You better believe it, Sir!”
“Why don’t I take that up to the counter with this lubricant while you two look around a little more?”
“Thank you, I’d appreciate that.” Evvie knew when she had a sale.