Hard Trigger Available Now and More

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  • August 30, 2018
  • Hello lovers, it’s been a busy book release week…but it’s going well; a lot of blogging and social media pinging, reviewing, and the sales…well, can’t the sales always be better…? YES. So I’m just gonna put all the buy links here again… US: https://amzn.to/2KWJct9 UK: https://amzn.to/2m2WvKD CA: https://amzn.to/2J6CBrl AU: https://amzn.to/2KFN9mK B&N: https://bit.ly/2t2L0Gm Kobo: https://bit.ly/2K6arBo iBooks: […]

    Hello lovers, it’s been a busy book release week…but it’s going well; a lot of blogging and social media pinging, reviewing, and the sales…well, can’t the sales always be better…? YES. So I’m just gonna put all the buy links here again…

    US: https://amzn.to/2KWJct9
    UK: https://amzn.to/2m2WvKD
    CA: https://amzn.to/2J6CBrl
    AU: https://amzn.to/2KFN9mK
    B&N: https://bit.ly/2t2L0Gm
    Kobo: https://bit.ly/2K6arBo
    iBooks: https://apple.co/2K4oual

    And, then I get this email yesterday from Las Vegas chapter of RWA: Congratulations. Your entry, Hard Trigger, is a finalist in the Suspense category in the 2018 I Heart Indie Contest.

    So all of that is exciting, and fun, and…I need a cocktail. #thankgoditslabordayweekend

    ONE MORE THING. As promised, I am doing another Insider Giveaway in celebration of book release week. Do you want your very own signed paperback copy of Hard Trigger? Are you signed up for my newsletter? Only my newsletter subscribers get a chance to win…so enter your email into that little top-right-hand box on my homepage;)

    Cheers everyone! And enjoy that last long weekend of summer…xoxoxoxo, Hannah

    Play Rough

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  • August 22, 2018
  • I take a long sip of my drink, the pungency of olives and alcohol saturating my mouth. “How’d you do?” I ask. “Not even close to as impressively as you.” He shakes his head, as if we’ve just finished a friendly game on my balcony. The bartender slides a tumbler towards him, brimming with brown […]

    I take a long sip of my drink, the pungency of olives and alcohol saturating my mouth.

    “How’d you do?” I ask.

    “Not even close to as impressively as you.”

    He shakes his head, as if we’ve just finished a friendly game on my balcony.

    The bartender slides a tumbler towards him, brimming with brown liquor. I press Max Bet and hold two queens.

    “You know what they say about losing propositions,” I say.

    I land a full house, and suck on my cigarette.

    Diego shakes his head. “Get out before you get killed.”

    I tilt up my chin to exhale away from his broad torso, moving in closer as he leans an elbow on the bar. The current between us surges. He swirls the ice in his glass before downing most of his whiskey.

    “Unless the risk is worth the reward,” he says, placing the near-empty glass on the bar. “Like winning a hundred-fifty-grand pot…on a bluff.”
    He stares at the cut over my brow. “Jiu-jitsu?”

    I gulp down more alcohol, watching his jaw flex from youth and an overabundance of testosterone.
    “Are you looking for pointers?” I ask.

    One of his large well-manicured hands takes the cigarette from between my fingers. He inhales a final drag slowly before putting out the stub, glancing again at my empty ring finger.

    “I want to apologize,” he says.

    When the call came in, he accused my stepfather of purposely scheming to break up our trip. Worse, he claimed that my working for the man was the reason my mother had landed in the hospital.

    I finish my drink and push it away. It’s all I can think to do, to calm my nerves. I stand from my chair. In my heels, we’re nearly at eye level.

    “My mother is out of the hospital,” I say. “Thank you.” I place a fifty on the bar and press the Cash Out button. “But it doesn’t change anything between us.”

    I slip the paper worth a couple hundred extra now into my clutch and sidle up next to him.

    “So fucking hot, aren’t you?” My bare shoulder brushes against his jacket, and my cheek flushes as it inches towards his. “But let me be clear.” My lips brush his ear. “I’m not interested.”

    I let that sink in before pouting like I’m about to blow him a kiss and then strutting away, knowing his eyes are still on me.

    “Hey,” he calls out, but I don’t bother turning around.

    Diego and I…we’re better off as friends. I shouldn’t have given him false hope, again.

    But he’s keeping pace. “Hey,” he says, firmly grabbing my arm.

    My fist whips up and I nearly clock him.

    Reflex.

    He lets go and puts some distance between us.

    “I know you like to play rough, Victoria.” He pauses. “But I also know you’re trying to kill my uncle.”

    I grind to a halt. My heart thumps loudly in my chest.

    “Interested now?” Diego places his hand back on my arm and walks me toward a set of elevators.

    Demanding

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  • August 20, 2018
  • I drag my breasts down his torso towards it, my ass tilting up to give him a view that blows away everything on The Strip. His abdomen flexes as my mouth reaches his cock and laps up the pre-cum dripping from the tip. “I’m not going to kill you, Victoria.” His voice is husky. “There’s […]

    I drag my breasts down his torso towards it, my ass tilting up to give him a view that blows away everything on The Strip. His abdomen flexes as my mouth reaches his cock and laps up the pre-cum dripping from the tip.

    “I’m not going to kill you, Victoria.” His voice is husky.

    “There’s a weapon in every corner of this suite at my disposal,” I say. “Of course you’re not going to kill me.”

    I wrap my lips around his eight-inch steel. Goddamn, that feels good in my mouth.

    “Ay…dios mío…dame esa panocha,” he demands, landing his bound hands on my ass, hard.

    The sting makes me hot. His wet tongue reaching my pussy makes me hotter. And the relief…it’s like gliding into a pool on a scorching summer day. My mouth relaxes, briefly forgetting the task at hand as he wicks around my folds, sucking on that nub as I inch into position and rock my hips back and forth. I could grind on his face all night.

    His hands ply my ass as his thick shaft engorges my mouth, nearly gagging me. But all I can focus on is the growing pressure at my slit. His thumb teases my folds and then moves up that delicate skin to that even-more-delicate opening, popping in just a little. But it’s enough for my body to buck as an orgasm ripples through my core. He drives his thumb deeper, electrifying the peak…

    With the Vegas lights twinkling in the early morning sky, I collapse onto him, mouth still full of his cock, feeling like I’ve conquered something. At least in this moment.

    I don’t come for just every man. In fact, I’ve only given into one other lover like this. Control is a wicked bitch, but it’s as much part of me as it is my dance with Diego since the first time we gave into the heat between us. I rotate my tongue around his shaft, wanting to give him that same amount of pleasure…

    “No. Te quiero estar dentro de ti.”

    Diego likes to speak Spanish when we fuck, and I like to disobey him—sucking harder, swirling faster, and squeezing his sack.

    I also like savoring his juices when they explode in my mouth. That massive load. I can’t swallow it fast enough—like a satisfying dinner you’ve just hunted and killed. And then I have to get him hard again, because I need him hard again. I want him inside of me as much as I want to bite into that fresh kill. Not all men can get hard again. Diego always does.

    “Dije que no, Victoria,” he protests, smacking my ass again with both his palms, lunging me forward.

    I roll to my side. “My suite, my rules.”

    “Fuck your rules.” He strains up, his bound hands now in his lap, sweat on his brow. He’s not getting out of that constrictor knot anytime soon.

    “Untie me,” he says.

    I slide out of bed and reach for the leather whip I’ve put under my mattress for protection, my heart beating loudly, swollen knuckles scraping against the box spring. I clutch the rawhide and pull it out, letting the long coil drop to my side. I smack it against the bed and my breathing hastens.

    “I’ll untie you when I’m ready.” My pussy clenches.

    His secured hands stroke slowly up and down his hardness, his eyes fixed on mine.

    “You have a weapon in every corner,” he says, “but we have a man at every casino exit. I’m the only one who can get you out of here alive.”