What You Need: Exclusive and GIVEAWAY!

I'm absolutely beyond tickled to have my dear friend/crit partner/fellow IBRU reviewer/sanity Landra Graf on the blog! In case you're not aware, her fantastic contemporary BDSM romance drops TODAY. EEEEE. 

Here's the juicy deets:

A sexual submissive, Royce wants a woman who’ll make his fantasies come true. The last thing he expects on his 1Night Stand is to be paired with Victoria, his ex-best friend. Haunted by their past, he refuses to deny his newfound attraction or his need for answers. This time, he doesn’t plan to let her go.

Victoria has loved Royce forever, but the sting of his rejection is not so easily forgotten. No longer the naïve girl he knew, she’s matured into a sexual dominant. This domme demands a chance to restart their relationship—on her terms. Knowing that one night will never be enough, she plans a seduction that will last forever.

Amazon | Decadent

About Landra:

Landra Graf consumes at least one book a day, and has always been a sucker for stories where true love conquers all. She believes in the power of the written word, and the joy such words can bring. In between spending time with her family and having book adventures, she writes romance with the goal of giving everyone, fictional or not, their own happily ever after.

Contact Details:

Website: http://riseoftheslush.blogspot.com
Email: landra.graf7@gmail.com
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Twitter: @riseoftheslush 
The floor is all yours, madame! 

Thank you so much Cate for hosting me here. I wanted to share something with readers not seen anywhere else. The best I could come up with is one of the ditched scenes from the beginning of What You Need. This was cut from my original submission. I hope you enjoy it.

The Cut Scene:

White satin sheets and feather pillows, like she’d requested, adorned the bed. The Castillo Hotel of Fayetteville embodied customer service like a Domme controlled a scene… with precision. She remembered this from her one previous stay, the ill-fated honeymoon. A thin line of goose bumps trailed up her spine at the memory. She took a couple deep breaths and looked out at the skyline illuminated by the random flash of lightning and the steady, cold, mid-February rain. The lights from the bustling small metro area cast a faint, electric, pink glow across the sky. Regardless of the outside weather, in this room she remained safe and in control. The night was her domain and she didn’t cower within it anymore. She relished the dark and a chance to embrace the Domme she’d become. 

A sudden vibration on the desk behind her and she jumped. “Damn.” 

She walked over grabbed the phone wondering if this was Madame Eve calling to tell her Royce canceled.

“Hello,” Victoria put the phone against her ear.

“Woot, woot.”

“Go Vicky. Get you some man.”

“You need to get laid.”

She laughed.  “Seriously? I could already be in the middle of whipping some guy’s ass and a bunch of repressed, half-drunk women are calling me.”

Someone coughed in the background. No doubt it was Betty, or another one of Kat’s friends, who’d be surprised to learn sexual experiences outside of standard missionary existed.

                “No,” Kat replied. “If that was the case we would’ve gone to voicemail. And I can’t speak for the other ladies, but I’m not repressed in the least.” Several loud agreements followed her statement.

                “What are ya’ll doing that you have to bother me on my special night?”

                “We’re out at Louie’s, we miss you, and wanted to wish you good luck. Maybe this one’s the one.”

More cheers sounded in the background. Victoria’s skin heated. Since meeting Kat over a year ago she’d always liked the woman’s spunk. Kat had also helped her boss Devlin, the man who’d put her back together, find a piece of himself as well. She and Devlin were the picture perfect couple. Victoria longed for something like that, a man to cherish her like Dev did for Kat.

                “Thanks for the positive energy. I appreciate it… and you and Dev; no matter what I said last week.”

                “I know you were just shocked. I hate surprises too. But I’ve heard nothing but good things about Madame Eve. The plus side is even if this guy ends up ditching you, there is free room service and a room meeting your every desire until checkout tomorrow.”

She chuckled. “That’s the only reason I agreed. Goodnight Kat.”

                “Good night.”

                She could still hear the catcalls in the background as she pressed the end call button. A couple of taps later and the phone went to silent mode. No more interruptions and yes, she fully expected to use the whirl pool in the tub by herself. Royce would likely ditch once he saw her. She’d been surprised when he even sent the email introducing himself, and he’d never once mentioned anything about the past. In fact, he didn’t seem to recall her.

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