Debut Offering from Sabrina York
Hello my darlings!
Nothing is more exciting to an author than the release of her first book!! I am super excited and giving away a gorgeous tiara to celebrate. (Read on for more info!)
My first release, Adam’s Obsession (available April 4th from Ellora’s Cave), tells the tale of Katherine Hart, a woman so shy and utterly repressed, she will only indulge in her risqué sexual fantasies online. Her virtual lover, Savage, is willing to meet her every need, especially once he discovers her naughty little secret—that, more than anything, she craves a masterful man. Fortunately, Savage is just that. And then some.
When Adam Trillo (aka Savage) discovers that the incredibly erotic woman he’s been tangling with online is actually his adorably demure co-worker, he is determined to seduce her IRL—in real life. He longs to release the wild Kat he knows lurks just below the surface. Using a beguiling mix of domination and persuasive charm, he draws her, relentlessly into his web until she is helpless to deny their mutual passion. Most especially when she’s tied to the bed…
Here’s a taste:
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The following excerpt from ADAM’S OBSESSION is for readers 18 and over.
Adam Trillo didn’t want her. That hard-on had probably been her imagination. His cell phone. A banana.
Katherine swallowed a hysterical little laugh. Damn. It was a bitter pill.
How she wished she was the kind of woman who could seduce a man like him—confidently, fearlessly. Just walk right up to him, rip open her blouse and reveal her hunger.
She wanted him so much. She had for so long, sometimes the ache felt like a familiar friend. What she wouldn’t give to have a chance with him. A night with him. Just one amazing tryst.
Something.
Anything.
By the time they arrived at the hotel, she was in a pissy mood, feeling slighted and resentful. Cheated by life. Why was it the men she found attractive, the men she actually wanted to fuck, looked right through her? She was damn tired of it. She had something to offer. Hell, she had a lot to offer. And she deserved this.
She had every intention of going online and giving Savage a piece of her mind. So when they arrived at their suite, she flung a crisp “good night” over her shoulder at Adam and stormed into her room, closing the door with a controlled snick. She logged on in a rare fury. She had to wait a few minutes for him to respond to her insistent call but finally he appeared.
“Hey, Wildkat.” God. Did he have to sound so chipper?
“Savage.” Her greeting was short, clipped, annoyed.
“So,” he asked. “How’d it go?”
“It was dismal.” She glared at the screen. “You were sooo wrong.”
“What?” He sounded shocked. Katherine snorted in derision.
Savage probably had a vision of her in his head as this Amazon beauty, some sultry siren, some woman he wanted to fuck. He had no concept of the reality of the situation. No idea of who she was, how intimidated she was by a man like Adam Trillo. Adam could have any woman he wanted. He was that perfect. While she…
“Didn’t he ask you to dance?” He said this like dancing with a man was the be-all and end-all in a relationship—like a marriage proposal or something.
“He did ask me to dance. But—”
“If he asked you to dance, he wants to fuck you. Why don’t you believe me?”
Katherine shook her head. “It was just a dance.”
“Was it a romantic song?”
She thought back. “Yes.”
“Did you accidentally stumble and rub up against him?”
“It wasn’t much of an accident. These heels are hell on wheels.”
“But you did feel him up?”
“Yes.”
“Was he hard?”
“I think so.”
“You think so?” His bellow resonated through the room. “How could you not notice if he was hard?”
“I thought he was hard but it was a very brief contact.”
“Because you pulled back.” It wasn’t a question. It was as though Savage knew of her cowardice. “You should have leaned in. Rubbed harder.”
“I couldn’t do that!”
“Why not?”
“He’s my boss.”
“Bullshit. That wouldn’t stop you. Why don’t you just admit it? He scares you.”
“Of course he scares me. He scares the life out of me.”
“Why?”
She didn’t answer for a long moment. She could hear him breathing over the speakers, waiting patiently for her response. Finally, she said it. She admitted the truth to Savage and to herself.
“Because I want him more than any man I’ve ever known. And I really, seriously doubt he wants me the same way.”
“He wants you.” He sounded so sure, like he knew, which was ridiculous.
Katherine swallowed her tears with a laugh. “You don’t understand, Savage. He had the chance to kiss me and he didn’t do it.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that he might be as nervous as you are?”
“Hah!”
“Maybe he was waiting for some sign from you?”
“No. That’s crazy.”
“Is it? You’ve already told me you’re reserved. Don’t they call you the ice queen in the office?”
“Yes.”
“So maybe you intimidate him.”
Katherine blew out a breath. No one intimidated Adam Trillo. No one. “You need to accept the truth. If he wanted me, he would have made a move tonight. The scene was set. Perfect. Yet he did nothing.”
“I think you’re jumping to conclusions.”
“Am I?”
“You are assuming he’s this totally self-confident guy.”
“He is.”
“No man is totally self-confident. Guys always wonder. Guys always worry. Especially if it’s a woman we desperately want.”
“He doesn’t desperately want me.”
“Because he didn’t throw himself at you on the dance floor? Did he at least cop a feel?”
She blushed from the bottom up. “Yes.” He had. The feel of him gently squeezing her ass had been delightful. She’d wanted it to go on forever.
“Why would a man who had no interest in you cop a feel?”
“Curiosity?”
He laughed. “Yeah. Right. Let’s face it, Kat, you’re terminally insecure. You need a man who can make you feel like a woman.”
She caught her breath at the shift in his tone. He’d gone from petulant and preachy to sexy and seductive. As disappointed as she was at the way the evening had turned out, she was horny. And if there was one thing Savage could do for her, it was scratch that particular itch.
“Are you that man?”
His chuckle had a dark thread. “Damn straight, I’m that man.”
Katherine shuddered. Those words in that tone…Savage had sounded just like Adam.
“Let me ask you this, Kat. What would you do if he stared you in the eye and said he wanted you?”
“He wouldn’t say that.”
“Play along, sweetheart. Imagine you’re standing there, face-to-face with this guy and he says, ‘Kat, I want to fuck you.’ What do you do?”
She snorted a laugh. “After I faint?”
“Yeah.”
She thought about it for a moment. Thought about what she wanted, what she would do if she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Adam wanted her. She shivered.
Her response came in a whisper. It was all she could manage. “Anything. Anything he asked.”
“God.” She heard his harsh exhalation of breath, the guttural groan rippling over the connection. “Kat. There’s something I need you to do.” His voice was low, hard. A certain intense timbre vibrated from him to her.
“Yes?” A pulse surged between her legs. Anticipation sizzled. Finally. Finally he was going to drop all that nonsense about Adam and get down to making her come.
“First, what are you wearing?”
It was all Katherine could do to hold back her laugh. “Not that again.”
“Seriously. I want an answer.”
She shrugged. “A cocktail dress. Black. With heels.”
“Put on your teddy,” he commanded and she complied.
She slipped off her dress and bra, dropping both on the floor, and pulled her satin teddy from her suitcase. It felt cool slipping over her skin. It caught on her hard nipples, making them grow fatter. She moaned as she rubbed them, just a little, to enhance the mood.
“Mmm. It feels good.”
“Are you wearing the teddy?”
“Yes.”
“Perfect. What do you have on under it?”
“Nothing. Well, panties.”
“Perfect. Do you still have the heels on?”
“Yes.” She did. As much as she hated them, she loved the elegant line of her legs when she wore them. Besides, the heels completely changed the way she felt in the black teddy. In the full-length mirror behind the door, she seemed practically sexy.
“How do you look?”
“Hot.”
“I’ll bet.” The words were heavy and harsh. “I wish I could see you. Now. There’s something I want you to do.”
“What?”
“I want you to go and get two ice cubes.”
“What?” Was he insane? She’d have to walk all the way through the suite to the kitchen. “In my teddy?”
“Yes.”
“He might see me.”
“What if he does? Maybe he’ll fuck you. That’s what you want. Isn’t it?”
Katherine didn’t answer.
“Isn’t it? Deep down, you want him to shove his cock into your pussy and fuck you ’til you scream. Isn’t it?”
Again, she didn’t respond.
“Answer me.”
“Yes. Yes.”
“Then go to the kitchen. In your teddy. And get two ice cubes. Oh. And Wildkat?”
“Yes?”
“Before you go, take off the panties.”
“What?”
“Take them off. I want you completely exposed. And I want you to know how exposed you are.”
“I can’t.”
“You can. If you don’t, I’ll have to punish you.”
“But—”
“No, Kat. No questions. Just do it.”
She stood by the door for several minutes, contemplating this challenge and, most especially, how it made her feel. She was liquid inside, quivering. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy lips were swollen and sensitive.
After a long internal debate, she decided she would go to the kitchen and get the ice cubes wearing her teddy but she would leave her panties in place. Utterly bare-assed was a little further than she was willing to go, especially when Adam might discover her at any moment.
Besides…Savage would never know she had cheated just a little.
She turned the knob and peered out into the hallway. There was no one there. She slipped through the shadows and into the living room, heading toward the kitchen. She pushed open the swinging door and froze.
There stood Adam Trillo cracking out ice cubes at the counter. His chest was bare—a magnificent panoply of rippling muscles and scattered darkling dust. He wore only baggy gray sweatpants held up, it seemed, by the enormous bulge in the front.
“Hey there, Wildkat,” he purred. “What took you so long?”
And her heart stopped beating.
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I am so excited about this book I am giving away my royal tiara in celebration. (Don’t worry, it’s one of the many I keep on my mantle!) I am allowing one entry per person, but if you tell your friends about SabrinaYork.Com you can both win.
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Quite the excerpt, Sabrina! Thanks for the intro, Kate and Sabrina! Looking forward to Adam’s Obsession! And well, I figure we can all use a tiara! 🙂
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