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Kaine's Redemption (MF)

The Billionaires and Their Playgrounds 1

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Heat Rating: SCORCHING
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[Siren Everlasting Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, spanking, sex toys, HEA]

Dynamic and charismatic forty-year-old businessman Kaine Deville always gets his way. Self-reliant and self-absorbed, he’s certainly ruthless, especially when it comes to satisfying his voracious sexual appetite. Far away from prying eyes, his private island in the Caribbean is just the place to indulge his hedonistic fantasies.

When he meets Jessica Morris, a twenty-nine-year-old Cornish schoolteacher and aspiring artist, his interest is aroused. Her undeniable artistic talent may seduce and beguile him, but it’s the froth of bright red curls framing her beautiful elfin face that makes him want to claim this lady all for himself.

Invited to immortalize his island paradise with oils and watercolors, Jessica is instantly attracted to the devilishly handsome billionaire. His captivating charm, mixed with a sexy hint of menace, leaves her unable to resist the potent chemistry developing between them.

Will Jessica be able to stand her ground against Kaine’s all-conquering personality?

A Siren Erotic Romance

 

Jan Bowles is a Siren-exclusive author.

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Loved it. Jan Bowles can't write a bad book.

- rhondavb

I absolutely loved this book. Hard hitting and sexy enough to make me catch my breath and squirm on my seat. Yet with surprisingly tender moments that actually made me weep for and with the heroine. R...

- Matthew Green

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4 CUPS: "Kaine Deville is a businessman who takes what he wants, regardless if it is for business or pleasure. Jessica Morris is an artist who suddenly finds herself the target of Kaine's fascination. Traveling to Kaine's private island in the Caribbean, Jessica soon learns that Kaine's domineering ways in the boardroom are the same in the bedroom. His very nature calls to her in a way that no man has done before. But will a shocking revelation tear the two lovers apart for good? I have always been a fan of Ms. Bowles. The way she writes sucks readers in and holds their interest to the end. Kaine's Redemption is the same with a couple of differences. There are some hints of vulnerabilities that one does not always find in this author's works. I quite like the added bits that are added. A plot twist here and there also keeps this reader on her toes, which is not an easy thing to do. This makes for quite an enjoyable read, and I look forward to reading more." -- Danielle, Coffee Time Romance

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STORY EXCERPT

 

Kaine hadn’t seen Jessica for three days. Perhaps now was a good time to go check on his artistic prodigy and see if she’d created any magic with paint and canvas. He wondered what embarrassing shade of red her cheeks would be when he arrived unannounced.

After climbing then descending the rocky outcrop, he strolled along the beach with a towel and a pair of laced-together sneakers slung over his shoulder. Although she was well out of sight by now, his footprints in the sand followed hers. He smiled. Judging by her stride length, and the sand kicked up behind her, she’d taken off like a bat out of hell.

When he placed his footprint next to hers, he was amazed at how tiny this beautiful sexy lady was, and judging by how far her petite feet had compressed the sand, she didn’t weigh much either.

He’d been more than a little pissed when he’d last seen her. He wasn’t used to women using the word “no.” In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time it had ever happened. In his opinion, Jessica had led him on, allowing him to dip his fingers deep inside her pussy before calling a halt to the proceedings.

Little prick teaser.

When he returned to his house, he had a hard-on that just wouldn’t quit, and her rejection of him only made him more determined to tame her sassy ways. He figured that as soon as her head touched the pillow, she went straight off to sleep that night, totally unaware of the effect she’d had on him.

Huh, that’s women for you.

As her villa came into view, his hard-on asserted itself again. Goddamn the thing. It seemed to have a life of its fucking own. He wanted her. In fact, he couldn’t recall wanting a woman more than he wanted Jessica right now.

Kaine rapped on the door, and was surprised when she immediately opened it. For some reason he thought she’d be hiding, pretending she was out.

“Hello, Kaine.” He heard the slight tremble in her Cornish lilt, and he knew he was getting to her. Her face was bright red. The sort of red that didn’t come from too much sun. Just what was it about a blushing English maiden that was so fucking sexy? He’d always considered British women to be sexually repressed, but with Jessica he knew unbridled sexual arousal lay just beneath her typically demure exterior. He saw it in the blue of her eyes as she stared up into his face like a frightened rabbit. This time he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Deville’s Island and everything on it belonged to him, and that included Jessica.

He scanned her appreciatively from head to toe. She still wore the same skimpy red bikini, and her perfect creamy tits, squeezed by the tight fabric, rose and fell alarmingly quickly. She looked uncertainly at him, and he figured she wasn’t sure what he was gonna do next.

“How’s the painting going?” he asked.

No doubt wondering if he were about to bring up the episode at Horseshoe Cove, she seemed a little disorientated. “Painting? Um-oh. I’ve started on two canvases, but I’m not happy with them. In fact, I’m tempted to throw them out and start again.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Holding her gaze, he gripped her naked waist and bodily lifted her to one side, noticing she weighed virtually nothing.

“It’s not convenient, Kaine,” she weakly protested.

“It is for me, baby.” He strode through the living area and into the makeshift studio, where he dumped his towel and sneakers on the nearest chair.

Kaine stood back and studied the unfinished masterpiece resting on the easel. It depicted the west coast of the island in all its untamed glory. He was impressed, and knew he’d made the right decision by commissioning Jessica to paint his Caribbean hideaway. The spirit and personality of the woman herself shined through with each stroke of the brush and deliberate smear of paint on canvas. It was magnificent and just as he’d seen at her exhibition in London, Jessica’s use of light and color was stunning. He shook his head with disbelief. “Oh, baby. Not happy with it? You gotta be kidding me. I know talent when I see it, and I’m looking at it right now, and believe me when I say I like what I see.”

Kaine emphasized those five little words in such a way, that their double meaning wouldn’t be lost on her. He looked her up and down again, checking out her flawless creamy skin, naked save for two scraps of sexy red fabric. She blushed profusely, and he found it so attractive, he knew there was no turning back.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

Kaine moved toward her. He wanted her and he was going to have her. Each forward step he took, she mirrored with a backward one, until the unyielding studio wall halted her defensive progress. He placed an arm either side of her head, corralling her in place. Taking her prisoner.

When he looked into her stunning blue eyes, he saw fear mixed with sexual arousal. It was a combination that had intoxicated him for as long as he could remember.

“Kaine, please, we musn’t—”

“Shhh.” He pressed a finger to her beautiful lips. “Enough. You liked what you saw at Horseshoe Cove.”

“I…” Although a teacher herself, she lowered her head and stared at the floor, resembling a naughty schoolgirl being told off by the principal. “I…I…just happened to be passing.”

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Then you should have averted your gaze when you saw me naked.” Kaine focused on her even more intently, enjoying her obvious discomfort. “But you didn’t. Did you?”

She coughed nervously in an attempt to compose herself. “Um…er…the sun was in my eyes. I didn’t see anything. I didn’t even know you were there.”

He leaned in and passionately kissed her lips. “Little liar,” he whispered. “The sun was behind you. You were in silhouette, and when you knew I’d caught you spying on me, you took off like a frightened rabbit.”

She raised her chin in defiance. “Didn’t. I was leaving anyway.”

He tut-tutted dismissively, mocking her pitiful attempt at an alibi. “Liar again, and you a laced-up English schoolteacher, too.” Only, Jessica wasn’t a dried-up spinster. The constant sexual heaving of her perfect breasts in that tiny red bikini proved that. She was a real flesh-and-blood woman, ripe for the taking.

She tried to push past him. “Let me go.”

Kaine held fast. The amount of force she used didn’t convince him she wanted to be anywhere other than where she was. “No way.”

Jessica pushed again, still with no real authority. “You’ll use me, and then discard me, probably like every other woman you’ve known. You’re ruthless. You don’t care about anyone but yourself. You buy people, Kaine. You own people, but you’re incapable of lo—”

“Enough.” Even though she had a point, her glib observations unsettled him. She was right. He couldn’t remember how many women he’d fucked and forgotten over the years. A few stood out in his memory, but many others were just a hazy blur. He ran a finger over her lips, enjoying the soft succulent fullness as they parted from the pressure. Jessica was clearly intuitive. He was a ruthless, selfish bastard, just like his father before him. His mother on the other hand was so full of love and emotion, she positively overflowed with it. It was a fucking shame the old man never allowed her to lavish it on her only son. Whenever his mother showed affection of any kind, Jacob Deville, the shipping magnate would bang his fist on the table and bellow, “Don’t smother the boy, Amelia. He’ll grow up weak.” When his father died in a car crash when Kaine was just fourteen, he didn’t cry once, didn’t even come close. His father would have been proud of his boy that day.

Rousing himself from his introspection, Kaine carefully studied the demeanor of the frightened rabbit caught in his trap. She trembled a little, something that appealed to his dominant nature. It was crazy. He’d only known her for three days, but there was something about Jessica that made her stand out from the crowd. Oh, yeah, there was something about this fiery, yet demure English girl that made her so very special. His cock was insistent and uncompromising. It wouldn’t be denied its rightful reward today.

“The time for talking is over, lady.” He pressed himself against her, so his hard-on held captive by his shorts pulsed against the front of her bikini bottoms. “Like that?” Unable to maintain eye contact with him, she turned her head to one side, and he couldn’t resist kissing her long, swanlike neck, taking in her perfume as he did so. “I asked you a question. Do you like the feel of my cock pushing against your pussy?”

He felt a shiver run all the way through her svelte little frame, starting at her head, and finishing at her toes. “Yes.”

“Again. Say it again.”

“Yes—you bastard.” The way she insulted him felt incredibly sexy.

“I wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you at your exhibition in London.” Her lips parted and her breathing became heavy. “I want to fill that sexy, wet pussy of yours right here and now, schoolteacher. No argument. Understand?”

“Yes.”

That one word answer was all the encouragement he needed. He curled his fingers around the front of her bikini top, and pulled with such force that a resounding snap echoed around the studio, as the flimsy red material finally relinquished its hold. Her awesome tits, topped by the most succulent pink nipples he’d ever seen, bounced seductively two or three times before finally coming to rest. With her breathing still fast and her lips still parted, she stared into his eyes, saying everything—by saying nothing at all.

Kaine’s breathing seemed as fast as hers, and his prick had become ever more impatient. Unable to control his inner desires, he relieved Jessica of her bikini bottoms, too, yanking them with such vigor that she was forced to take two or three steps across the studio floor before the surprisingly strong material finally submitted to his will.

Jessica stood before him trembling and totally naked, a picture of femininity so unsullied by makeup and cosmetic enhancements, his cock became even more like hardened steel. “Schoolteacher, you really are one sexy lady.”

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