Web of Desire

Something Wicked… When Ally Shears, a good witch of Belhaven, discovers her old flame Tanner Cage captured in a silky web courtesy of her wicked witch of a cousin, she concocts a plan to make him pay for deserting her a decade ago. Tanner is a prisoner to her desires and with the help of a table full of sex toys, Ally's ready to try everything she missed out on years ago. Everything… But when the captive suddenly becomes the captor, Ally finds herself tangled in a web of desire—of her own making. Excerpt You know, Tanner, you owe me something.” Ally stepped close—close enough that his scent overwhelmed her senses. Pressing the crop against his cheek, she let it slide over his neck, his chest and lower until it grazed the huge bulge between his legs. He flinched. His eyes darkened as disbelief marred his features. “How can I owe you anything? I don’t even know you.” “That’s where you’re wrong. We knew each other quite…intimately,” she murmured. She watched his glance leave her face and wander down her body. He dragged his teeth over his bottom lip as his eyes latched upon her breasts. Ally felt her nipples harden involuntarily under his lusty gaze. Her chest heaved as a surge of blood rushed through her veins. “Ally…” He let her name roll off his tongue as though he were testing it, tasting it. His gaze smoldered as it locked with hers. “If I’d known you…intimately,” he said, lowering his voice, “there’s no way in hell that I’d forget.” His warm breath caressed her face like a lover’s kiss. Her body came alive, stimulated by his bold words. A tingle worked its way down her spine. She blinked and fought to recover her voice. “Well, it seems you did, now doesn’t it?” she challenged. He gave her a sexy, predatory grin. “Why don’t you let me down and give me a chance to sample that hot body of yours. Perhaps that will help trigger my memory.” His voice dripped with sensual promise. She slowly walked around him, dragging the long crop over his hard body. She felt his muscles bunch. She stopped directly in front of him and looked deep into his gorgeous eyes. A sudden surge of anger and hurt welled up inside her. “Or perhaps I could leave you here and make you pay for forgetting me.” He growled and struggled with the silken web. “You wouldn’t!” His voice sounded whiskey-rough. When their gazes met and locked she expected to see rage. What she saw instead captivated her. Heat coiled deep in her belly as moisture gathered between her thighs. The passion that shimmered in his eyes made her breath catch and her anger recede. Her brain stalled and she had to remind herself to breathe. “What exactly is it I owe you, Ally?” The deep timbre of his voice made her shudder. “A prom night,” she said and pressed the crop hard against his growing cock. [note: beta blogger is being goofy if you have issues posting use the option 'other' and type in your name... if you use anon, make sure you type your name in the post]