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Her Balancing Act: Quinlan O'Connor Book 3

Her Balancing Act: Quinlan O'Connor Book 3

by Alyssa Bailey

ASIN: B01M4J2RRW

Publisher Blushing Books Publications

Published in Romance/Contemporary, Romance/Romantic Suspense, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Romance, Literature & Fiction

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Quinlan O'Connor went on a quest to find and marry the love of his life, Cheyenne, and now they are deep in the challenges of creating a life together including enjoying a bit of kink. Cheyenne took another client but something isn’t right and the more she digs, the deeper the quagmire. Its mystery consumed her.

Her cowboy cop wants to let his wife do what makes her happy but when his fun-loving wife finds herself in danger, his dominant nature emerges in full protective mode. He needs to reestablish the balance in their life, by any means necessary, before they lose it all.

Sample Chapter

“You aren’t keeping the Spencer Spread as a client. Call him up and tell him.” He turned to wash his hands.

“Duly noted but I’m going to take on that account.” She began chopping the salad ingredients with a heavy hand.

He wiped his hands then reached over to stay her movements. “Cheyenne, is this going to be one of those times that I have to put my foot down?”

She sighed. “Quinlan, this is my business. You agreed I had full reign over my business.” She slipped out of his hold and whacked the tip off a carrot with concentrated intent.

Quinn reached over and took the knife. “I’m going to watch carefully, and if you begin to show signs of stress, we will have another discussion. I’m not happy that you’ve decided to go against me.”

Cheyenne backed away from the counter. Huffing in irritation, she turned to look at her husband and rolled her eyes, making another aggravated sound.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” She chose not to answer him but turned abruptly back to the salad reaching again for the knife he had put on the cutting board.

Leaning over her back, pinning her to the counter, he placed his mouth near her ear. “Did you also turn away from me?” He shook his head. “I think someone needs a refresher on how to be respectful to her dom, piscín.”

Her pulse that had stayed calm as they discussed the new client was suddenly thumping wildly. His lowered voice and physical nearness were kicking up her pussy response without regard for her mental disagreement. She forced herself to straighten.

“I’m just cooking your dinner while I try to work out the structure of my new account and placate my husband. I need to work to feel productive. This does it for me.” Her breathing became more labored, but her anger was also a companion emotion. She never considered that he would use her libido against her.

“Placate?” He caressed her well-covered breasts.

Sucking in a deep breath, holding it and blowing it out gave her more lucidity. She tried to push back, but he would not allow it. She tried another approach, offense.

“Suddenly, I need to defend my right to own a business. One that I had, I might point out, long before I had you. Now, either finish your own dinner or leave me to it.”

She picked up steam vocally as she issued the ultimatum and waited for his response. The threat, however, was made less intimidating with him pinning her to the counter and her body on fire. He stepped back and slid his hand up the skirt she had worn to sign her contract earlier in the day. She felt the pressure of his less dominant hand on her back. He caressed her backside. She wanted to moan. She wanted to say the hell with it all and play with her sexy husband. Cheyenne felt a shiver just before Quinlan slapped his right hand down hard.

“Ow.” She screeched and stamped her foot. “Yellow, sir. You can’t spank me because I don’t agree with you.”

He leaned down into her ear, “Well played, Piscín. Now I want some recreation tonight. After dinner is over, go take a shower and meet me downstairs. I have a new flogger to try, and if you’re good, I might even give you a good girl spanking.” He shrugged. “If you aren’t, I can do the naughty girl one just as well.”

He kissed the tender spot behind her ear and left to shower before dinner. She was already hot for that man. She needed relief and now it was all she could think of. Damn it. He had turned the tables on her.

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