Please help us give a big warm welcome to Ann Raina. Ann is here to share her romantic suspense book, Blind Trust. Welcome, Ann! We are all excited to hear much more about Blind Trust.
About Blind Trust:
Two bank robberies, a bunch of criminals, and no clues to their identity. Will Nicolas and his new partner catch them before they can strike again?
The citizens of Washington, DC, were lucky the bank robbers’ escape truck didn’t explode at the Federal Triangle Station.
FBI agents Hayes and Montagna take over the investigation, convinced the robbers will strike again and become more ruthless with every successful assault.
While Agent Hayes tries to keep pace with his lover’s kinky bedroom fantasies, Agent Montagna has trouble dealing with his ex-wife’s past and his immediate future, booze and bullets alike.
(c) 2019 at eXtasy Books
Blind Trust Buy links:
- https://www.amazon.com/Blind-Trust-Nick-Jacklyn-Raina/dp/1487423403
- https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48992224-blind-trust
- https://www.extasybooks.com/ann-raina/978-1-4874-2384-1-blind-trust/
- https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/blind-trust-ann-raina/1134100864
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Excerpt from Blind Trust:
Nicolas stopped on the way out of the bathroom, eyes wide, and exhaled in surprise. Jacklyn was waiting for him dressed in some patches of black leather that barely covered intimate areas. She stood with her legs apart, which was impressive because of the sharp looking high heels that dug into the car-pet. Her legs appeared a foot longer than usual, and he wanted nothing more than to sink on his knees and caress her perfect beauty.
He raised his brows. “You want to start this before I’ve had breakfast?”
“I want to do this instead of breakfast.” Jacklyn’s sweet smile was a contradiction to the black leather mittens with silver rings dangling on her fingers. The crop at her belt was an indicator of whatever she had in mind. “You’d better get down on your knees, Caspar, and be obedient, or this will be a very long morning without a bite.” She rolled her eyes. “Pun intended.”
“But I really like breakfast.” He knelt, cloaking a smile. “It’s the most important meal of the day.”
She bent and kissed his forehead. “And it’ll be a long day. Promise.”
He made a move to crawl toward the kitchen, and she stepped in his way.
Nicolas kissed her knees. “Please, let me have breakfast. I’m starving!”
She fastened the mittens around his hands. “No dice.”
Nicolas flinched at her resolute tone and nuzzled her belly. “Please.” When she looked at him impatiently, he couldn’t help but smile. “I could do this all day.”
“Back to the bedroom.”
“You could feed me.”
“Bedroom.”
“Discussion?”
“No.”
“Struggle?”
“Don’t you dare!” She pointed toward the bedroom. “Kneel on the bed, and don’t make a fuss.”
“Because you’re gonna make a fuss?”
She slapped the back of his head. “You’re having too much fun, Caspar.”
“Aww…” He climbed the bed and knelt between the posts. “You look very eager.”