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I've got exciting news. We have the cover for Scores, Passion Shields book 3. When you see it you'll know why I'm excited. The cover artist captured the essence of this book on the cover and when you read the story, you'll understand why.

Of course the second reason I'm excited is that having a book cover means that release date is imminent, probably before the end of November or early December at the latest. Great news for everyone who has been waiting. I'll know exact date soon, I hope.

I want to give a big shout out to the gorgeous models, Kayla and Scott who have graced all three covers of the series and also give credit to the fabulous photographer, Kim Killion of Hot Damn Stock. And of course the cover artist, Sour Cherry Designs.

Anyway, you remember Scars...

And then Secrets...

Now, I give you Scores

Here's the blurb:

In this dramatic conclusion to Benjamin and Selina Moss's story they must deal with lust and love, dark desires and danger.

His love possesses her. Will it protect her too?

Benjamin Moss has proven how much he cares about his wife, Selina. She pushed him to shred his iron control and bare his soul to her. In return he's earned her much guarded heart as well as her body.

But her past has finally caught up with her and scores will have to be settled before they can have a happy ending. Can Benjamin's love protect her from those who seek to destroy both of them? Or will she finally lose the man who's possessed her body as well as her heart?

This is a full length novel, best read after reading Scars and Secrets, the first 2 books of the series

Genre: Interracial, Erotic, Contemporary, Romance

Content: Strong language, Mild violence, Menage a trois, MFM, F/F, Anal play, Bondage, D/s

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Here's a teaser from the crucial balcony scene...

"Perhaps, you prefer to be treated like a pet...a plaything."

His grip on her thighs tightened as he rode her hard, her belly ramming into the metal railing in front with each thrust.

"To be used just for my pleasure. Is that what you want?"

Breathing harshly through a mouth that was suddenly dry, Selina managed to push the words out. "If…if it pleases you, Benjamin."

"You're damn right about that. This beautiful body is mine to do as I please and don't you ever disrespect it again."

Ben thrust into her several times, her pleasure building again. Just when she thought she would come. He withdrew, using his hand to finish himself off as warm cum coated her back and dripped down her thigh.

His heat deserted her body as he stepped away. From the corner of her eye she saw him toss the handkerchief he used to wipe himself on the table. He straightened his clothes, packed up and closed the bag, entered the bedroom and left her outside.

She didn't move even though her body screamed for fulfillment. Orgasm denial was one of the worse punishments Ben had ever used on her. But nothing hit its mark more than intimacy deprivation.

Ben knew how much she loved the moments when he held her after sex, loved the connection of when they were joined together in post-coital bliss. This morning he hadn't even shared the intimacy of kissing her or coming inside her. As reprimands go, nothing else equaled its effectiveness.

Head bowed, her chin quivered, remorse a huge lump stuck in her throat.

It rammed home how truly upset he was with her for going against something he'd warned her from doing. He hated it when she thought her body was ugly. She should've known better than to give into her fears and voice them.

Now he'd left her outside with the sun slowly rising in the horizon. Anyone passing by across the river or on the bridge could see her. Bare. Vulnerable. Damaged. She couldn’t dare think the 'U' word again in case she said it out loud.

She should move. Go inside. Cover up. Instead, her grip on the railing tightened. No rope or chain restrained her. She stood there by her own volition. For once she wasn't worried about what those people would think. She didn't care about what they thought about her or her body.

The only person whose opinion truly mattered to her was inside their apartment and she'd upset him. Tears pooled in her eyes clouding her vision.

"You can come in now." His voice drifted out to her.

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