Hurricanes and Handcuffs: A Red Hot Cajun Nights Story
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“I like it when you have my cock on your mind.”
“Who said anything about your cock? I just wanted out of this damn corset.”
“Smartass.” He tugged her dress down and massaged her butt cheeks. “Beautiful too. I’m a lucky bastard.”
“And don’t you forget it.”
“Never.” He picked her up out of the puddle of her wedding dress and undergarments and carried her to the bed. Leaving her sprawled on the silk comforter, he performed a slow, sexy strip tease as he removed his tuxedo. She started to reach for her garters but he shook his head. His expression loaded with one hundred degrees of sin, he secured her wrists in the fur-lined handcuffs dangling from the headboard.
She offered him a teasing smile. “You know, these aren’t necessary anymore. I’m not going anywhere.”
“True. But you look fucking sexy handcuffed to our bed.”
Their bed. Yeah, she definitely liked the sound of that.
He stroked his cock. “So which for the first course? Beignets? Or me?”
“Like you even need to ask.” She licked her lips, her sights set on her favorite treat of all. He brushed his cockhead over her mouth, taunting her with the tiniest taste. She moaned. “Gimme more, you stingy bum.”
Laughing, he glided deeper, awarding her a more satisfying mouthful. She sucked him greedily, relishing the thickening surge of his cock against her tongue. His groan equally intoxicating to her, he slipped free and crawled down her body. The next instant he spread her legs apart, pinning her to the mattress as he plowed her pussy with his tongue. He flicked her clit, steadily working her into a quivering wreck. Just when she thought she’d lose her damn mind, he pulled himself up, and scissoring her legs, plunged inside her with a smooth stroke that stole her breath. She arched her spine, meeting him thrust for thrust. His thumb continued strumming her clit, the pressure building to the detonation point.
She broke apart, a million fragments of blinding light shooting in her vision as the sound of Jax’s harsh moan and the hot pulsing of his cock announced that he’d reached his own nirvana right along with her.
A moment later he released the cuffs and drew her into his arms. “Love you, baby.”
“Love you too, honey.”
Wrapped in her haze of happiness and love, she snuggled into him. These days Jax always said he was the lucky one. But she was pretty damn lucky too. Not every woman got a happy ending with a kinky prince who had a handcuff and beignet fetish. But she did.
And she was never letting him go.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
At the ripe age of seven, Jodi Redford penned her first epic, complete with stick-figure illustrations. Sadly, her drawing skills haven’t improved much, but her love of fantasy worlds never went away. These days she writes about fairies, ghosts and other supernatural creatures, only with considerably more heat.
She has won numerous contests, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star.
When not writing or working the day job, she enjoys gardening and way too many reality-television shows.
She loves to hear from readers. You can email her at jodiredford@jodiredford.com and visit her online at www.jodiredford.com, www.jodiredford.blogspot.com, and http://www.lustwithalaugh.com .
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Other books by Jodi Redford
Now Available:
Hurricanes and Handcuffs
Kinky Claus
Perfect Chemistry
Sweet Sizzle
Naughty Girls Do
Taking Liberty
Light My Fire
Vanessa Unveiled
The Naughty List
Cat Scratch Fever
Breaking Bad
Checking it Twice
That Old Black Magic
That Voodoo You Do
The Seven Year Witch
Maximum Witch
Getting Familiar with Your Demon
Kissin’ Hell
Thieves of Aurion
Lover Enslaved
Lover Enraptured
Coming Soon
Bad Boys Do It Better
Triple Knockout
Look for these other Red Hot Cajun Nights Titles:
PRETTY FACE by SABLE HUNTER
Cody’s life is defined by two great truths. She is in love…and she has committed a great sin. Cody has been playing with fire and she’s about to get burned. Hungry for attention, she allowed a wonderful man to fall in love with her. Their only contact has been on the internet and telephone conversations. Cody put a good spin on her life by telling half-truths and sending photos of a woman with a beautiful body and a pretty face, only the woman wasn’t Cody. Scarred by abuse, she hides from prying eyes.
Cody loves Hunter enough to let him go. Full of guilt, she is prepared to disappear from his life. Hunter begs to meet her but she refuses. But if Cody won’t come to him, Hunter will come to Cody.
Louisiana is in the midst of Mardi Gras, a time of love, laughter and letting the good times roll. Masks are worn at Mardi Gras and the mask Cody wears will hide more than a pretty face.
http://sablehunter.com/
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CAJUN SPICE by DESIREE HOLT
Daisy Kerr’s life has reached the edge of the cliff and fallen off. Her so-called fiancé Craig Myers has embezzled millions from the investment firm where they both work and left her holding the bag. The FBI thinks she’s somehow involved, she’s been fired from her job and the condo she lives in belongs to Craig. Heartsick and depressed, she decides to use the tickets Craig had bought for their trip to Mardi Gras and see if she can “Let eh good times roll” in New Orleans. For a few days she can party and forget about her troubles. Maybe even meet a sexy Cajun man to take her mind of her troubles. A fling sounds really good to her right about now.
Leaving the airport she meets Marc Doucet, a Louisiana native now living in New York. He tells her he’s in town on business but he’d love to show her the ropes of Mardi Gras. And a whole lot more. It’s not long before he’s really putting some Cajun spice in her life and then some. Sex had never been so good or made her feel so special. Maybe they might even see each other back in New York if she can straighten out the mess her life is.
But what Daisy doesn’t know is Marc is an FBI agent sent to ferret out any knowledge she might have of Craig’s scheme. His plan was to romance her, until romance landed in their laps for real. When Daisy overhears him in a phone conversation with his boss she feels betrayed once again and can’t get out of town fast enough. It will take a grand gesture on Marc’s part to get past the new walls around her heart and convince her what they have is real.
www.desireeholt.com
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HURRICANES & HANDCUFFS by JODI REDFORD
Gabrielle Scott is fed up with helping her playboy boss seduce and woo his countless bimbettes courtesy of her culinary masterpieces. Yeah, the pay is good, and you can’t beat the luxurious digs she’s treated to as his resident personal chef. But she can’t afford the frustration of living under the same roof with the one man who drives her crazy in every possible way. The damnable truth? She’s in love with the irredeemable bastard, and the only way she’ll get over him is to get naked under him. The plan? Attend Jax’s annual Mardi Gras ball incognito and entice him into a hot night of sin—right before handing in her resignation.
Jaxon Noble always gets what he wants. Especially when it comes to the opposite sex. So when Gabbi shows up at his party in an eye-popping costume and outrageously flirts with him it’s a foregone conclusion that she’ll finally be his. He’s more than happy to go along with her game, and the combustible heat they generate together proves it was well worth the wait to have her. But when morning comes and Gabrielle calmly announces she’s quitting, Jax is faced with the sobering fact that perhaps money can’t buy everything. Or more to the point—the only person who’s ever meant anything to hi
m.
For someone who’s used to winning at all costs, losing Gabbi isn’t an option. And Jax will pull out every sweet and sexy trick to convince her to take a chance on a forever with him. Even if it means handcuffing her to his bed.
http://www.jodiredford.com/More_Books.html
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WICKED PERFECTION by MAGEN MCMINIMY
When Malea’s best friend, roommate, and infatuation is arrested, tried, and convicted, she’s left alone. What she once loved about their cozy little apartment in chilly, fog-ridden, Northern California turns out to be too much for her still-aching heart. With her budding career as an author, Malea can go anywhere, and no place sounds better than the warmth and spice of The Big Easy.
They say time heals, but it’s been over three years of Malea spending her time working, and searching for a connection to help her forget the only man she ever loved—unrequited as it may have been—the pain still stings as loneliness settles against her heart.
When the Quarter fills with laughter and music in celebration of Mardi Gras, will Malea find what she needs in the crowded streets of the French Quarter? Or will an unexpected encounter change the game completely? As they say, Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler…
This Mardi Gras Season, let the sinful good times roll with Wicked Perfection, A Night Sinners Novella and part of the Red Hot Cajun Nights multi-author series (stands alone for reading enjoyment).
*Wicked Perfection is a M/M/F story intended for readers of 18 and older.
Find out more at: http://www.magenmcminimy.com/wicked-perfection-red-hot-cajun-nights
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TRAPT: A TWISTED WOLF TALE by RENE FOLSOM
Mardi Gras is coming, and no one is more excited than Jolie—The Big Easy’s resident good witch. Amidst the festivities, darkness creeps under the blissful veil of love she is entangled with. Her twin sister, the evil witch Melanie, is out to destroy Jolie before her powers can usurp her own, willing to stop at nothing to do so. Jolie, aided by Asher and his seven-man wolf pack, are set to keep New Orleans safe from Melanie’s sorcery, or die trying.
Enjoy the story of Jolie and Asher, a modern-day retelling of the classic tale Snow White.
This Mardi Gras season, let the sinful good times roll with Trapt, a Twisted Wolf Tale and part of the Red Hot Cajun Nights multi-author series (stands alone for reading enjoyment).
Warning: This supernatural urban fantasy romance novella contains adult situations and is meant for ages 18+.
Find out more on Rene’s website at http://renefolsom.com/trapt
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ALL SMOKE NO FIRE by RANDI ALEXANDER
Dax Marshall is surprised when country music singer Marilou Roselle calls him out on stage to perform the song he hoped to sell her. But he’s shocked when she invites him to ride with her to New Orleans for a Mardi Gras performance. He makes the uncharacteristic choice to call in sick to his job on the oil field, and head south with her. But somewhere between South Dakota and Louisiana, he falls for the intelligent, motivated, sensual woman.
Marilou sees great potential in Dax. He has a deep, seductive voice and a strong, sexy body, but she knows he’ll always stay behind the scenes as a songwriter if she doesn’t push him toward a singing career. The attraction between them grows hotter than a Bourbon Street bar on Mardi Gras Day and they give in to their wild desire. But Dax learns he’s not Marilou’s first “project” and heads home, confused and heartbroken. Can she convince him that their bond isn’t like those other times, that what she feels for him is real?
http://randialexander.com/preview/smoke-fire/
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BEHIND THE VEIL by SHYLA COLT
The world as we knew it didn't end in fire or nuclear radiation. It ended the same way it began, with magic. Once the creatures that lived in the darkness stepped into the light, the world changed forever.
As the people of New Orleans crawl their way from the ruins of an old life, new alliances must be made. Delta always knew she’d take her place as Queen of the Bayou witches, but she never imagined marriage to shape shifter King, Ridge Tassin would be part of the deal.
The fire burns bright between them, and what seemed like a curse may be the best thing that’s ever happened. Under the glitz and glamor of the first Madi Gras since the world burned, they will say their vows and assume power, or perish trying.
www.shylacolt.com
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ONE CAJUN NIGHT by CHRISTIN LOVELL
One extra curvy woman.
One extra sexy Navy SEAL Officer.
One night of fun, on the best night to be in New Orleans: Fat Tuesday.
At forty, plus size Samantha Baker was still trying to figure her life out, and then, along came Hardy Johnson - Navy SEAL, big flirt, and the best kisser she’d had the pleasure of kissing. He broke her out of her corporate shell and rocked her world.
The problem? His ship is only docked for thirty-six hours, which isn’t long enough to fall in love...or is it?
This Mardi Gras, there’s more than parades, music and beads; there’s magic, love and possibility…and those are the things that turn strangers into friends, friends into lovers, and lovers into so much more.
http://www.christinlovell.com
Perfect Chemistry
Copyright © 2014 Jodi Redford
When it comes to sexy geeks, Leo Martinez and Devlin Hawke are as hot as they get. But falling for the wrong guy has always been Sidney Chase’s forte. She’s not about to submit to her inner bad girl by giving in to her secret fantasies about her sex-on-a-stick bosses. When she’s accidentally exposed to the supercharged aphrodisiac in their lab, Sidney tosses aside her inhibitions and unknowingly provides her bosses with an eye-popping display of self lovin’ courtesy of the office security cameras.
Despite their mutual craving for Sidney, Leo and Devlin made a pact long ago to keep her off limits. The last thing they’d wanted was to scare off their best PA by overwhelming her with their kinky tendencies. Witnessing the arousing effects of their aphrodisiac elixir on Sidney changes everything. Not only is she the answer they’ve been looking for in regards to fine-tuning their formula, she’s the perfect woman for them. And with a little help from one helluva sinful science experiment, they’ll prove that love is far more potent than anything manufactured in a bottle.
Warning: This red hot office romance contains 3 parts sizzling m/f/m menage, 2 parts sexy and sweet geeks, one part wicked bondage and sex toys, and a whole lot of combustible chemistry. Safety glasses required.
http://www.amazon.com/Perfect-Chemistry-Jodi-Redford-ebook/dp/B00MIH3P0U
Excerpt
Devlin grabbed his coffee mug and crossed over to his office. He powered on his tablet and scrolled through his emails. Nothing much exciting beyond a few tech newsletters he subscribed to and an ad for penis enlargement. He deleted that one and settled in to peruse the article on 3-D printing. Halfway through his read he was hit with the odd certainty that something was off about the placement of his paperclip dispenser. Frowning, he leaned back in his chair. “Hey, were you messing with my stuff?”
A grunt came from the other side of the wall. “Yes, because clearly I have nothing better to do than drive your OCD ass crazy.”
“Well, you are a maniacal motherfucker.” Devlin made a point of loudly plopping the dispenser back into its proper position. “And it’s not OCD. I use the stapler more often, so it should be front and center, not the paperclips.”
“Admitting you have a problem is the first step in recovery.”
“Asshole.” Chuckling, Devlin finished up his coffee and returned to the kitchenette for a refill. He was waylaid on the round trip to his office with Leo’s request to fetch his reading glasses from the lab. After tossing out a few teasing digs about his partner becoming an old man, Devlin made tracks down the hall and fished his badge from his pants pocket.
The moment he stepped into the lab he was struck once again with the peculiar sensation that something wasn’t quite right
. As much time as he spent in the space, it was practically his second home. So with that said, if his Spidey-sense was telling him that a detail wasn’t as it should be, he was damn well going to listen up.
Rubbing his chin, he surveyed the room, mentally checking off boxes as he cataloged each detail individually. Trash can in corner—normal. Lab coats on their proper hooks? Yep. Workstations prepped and ready for—
His mental inspection skidding to a halt, he stared at the empty test tube holder resting on the station across from him. The vial had most definitely been there when he and Leo locked up yesterday.
So where the hell did it go?
Determined to get to the bottom of that mystery, he retraced his steps to Leo’s office. “Did you do something with one of the vials from batch 39?”
Leo tore his focus from his monitor, his brow furrowed. “No. Why?”
“It’s missing.”
“What?”
Well aware of where Leo’s thoughts were jumping, Devlin shot up his hand. “Don’t burst your coronary. We don’t know that this is a repeat of Texon.” But after having one of their prized formula’s ripped off by a competitor several years ago, the fear was there of it happening again. Even with all the precautions they’d taken to prevent a reoccurrence, the threat was always present. There was only so much they could do.