I thought for my post today, I”d share a little bit about my racing story, Still the One. It’s a hot story about two people who really belong together, but haven’t figured out how to make love last. Grin.
I wrote this book because I love NASCAR. Actually, I love pretty much all forms of auto racing. Dirt is my favorite. I wanted to write characters who shared my love of the sport and a love for each other. Oh, and I threw in some kink because they loved that, too. I did my research at the various team shops and racing venues to make sure I was as accurate as possible. Plus, it was fun!
Here’s a little bit about Still the One.
Still the One by Wendi Zwaduk 
From the Switch Anthology
Totally Bound
Contemporary
Novella
M/F, BDSM, Spanking, Toys, Pegging, Anal Sex, D/s, Fem Dom
She’ll be his salvation if he’s willing to switch.
Being stressed out sucks, especially when you’re in charge of a team. Just ask Eric Trask. The pit crew of the Fifty-Four truck team depends on him. The stress of keeping things running smoothly is wearing Eric down. What’s a guy to do to get a little relief?
Janine Walters knows exactly what Eric’s up against. She’s the public relations face of the team. Pressure is all a part of the job. Her outlet for stress just happens to be wielding a crop.
Can Eric embrace her methods for stress relief or will her suggestion tear their fragile relationship apart?
Available at:
Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/still-the-one?author_id=125
AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-stilltheone-1005926-147.html
Bn: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/still-the-one-wendi-zwaduk/1113896903?ean=9781781841327
And now a hot excerpt:
“Put the bags in the trunk.” She stood tall and slid the scarf from around her throat. “I need you to do something for me.”
“I liked the scarf where it was. Might want to use it on you later.” He slammed the trunk lid. “I can see the wheels turning in your head. What are you thinking?”
“Wrists.” Curt, brusque and to the point. “Now.”
Eric stared at her for a moment, his mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out. His gaze darted around, but he offered his hands.
“Good boy.” Her hunch had paid off. His inner submissive wanted to play, and had won out against his alpha needs. She wrapped the silk around his wrists. “You please me.”
“Janine, what are you doing? I wanted to do this to you, not me.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I please you? Does that mean you think I’m sexy?”
She threaded her arms around his neck, rubbing her groin over his bound hands. “I,” she said between kisses, “am in control of what we do.” She feasted on his lips, licking his bottom lip and swiping her tongue over his teeth. The tastes of mint and cola exploded on her tongue. She ground against him, pleasuring herself against his thick fingers. “And I want to do you right here, right now, sexy man.”
Eric moaned and she backed away. Confusion burned in his eyes and colour filled his cheeks. Instead of giving him the lead, she reached forward and unzipped him. Red dusted his face and the tops of his ears.
“You’re not worried someone will see us?” he asked in a hushed tone.
“I’m not.” She pushed his jeans aside enough to stroke his cock through his boxer briefs. “They can’t see behind the car and, if you keep quiet, we won’t draw attention.” She worked his dick through the opening in his underwear and smeared her thumb through the pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock. “Right now, you’re in my hands and my control. You will do what I ask of you.”
He stared at her, but didn’t tell her to stop.
“No coming until I tell you.” She nodded to the back seat. “Lie down.”
Eric glanced behind her, then got out of the way as she opened the door. He fixed his gaze on her and sat down on the edge of the upholstered seat.
Janine gave him a gentle push and eyeballed her work. “Very nice.” She inched the hem of her skirt high enough to give him a tantalising view of her panty-covered pussy. His mouth opened a fraction of an inch and his eyes glazed as she hooked her thumbs into the flimsy waistband of the undergarment.
“You like what you see?”
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