When I think of sugar, spice, and everything nice, my friend SJ Maylee tops that list. I’ve invited her to come visit us again because she’s one of the nicest, most supportive people AND she’s got another new book release! So, without any further ado, I’m handing my blog over. Take it away, SJ!
Thank you for having me back, Kitt! On release day for TAKING COURAGE, the heroine, Janna asked me why I hadn’t let her interview me. You see, I let Lydia, the heroine from the first Love Project series interview me. I couldn’t possibly ever say no to either of these two ladies. Let the fun begin.
Hi everyone, I’m Janna, the heroine of TAKING COURAGE. Alright, SJ, first question. You gave me a taste for Simon in the first pages of our story and then you made him despise me. How could you do this to me?
Yikes, I guess you’re not going to pull any punches. Well, you weren’t ready for Simon in those first pages. You had yourself so worried you’d mess up that you forgot to be honest, not only with yourself but with Simon too. To be fair, Simon wasn’t ready for you either.
Okay, that I can understand. Next question. Did you have to make me his Project Manager on my first day at a new job? That was a risky bet, don’t you think? I could have been fired.
It was a risk I had to take. Simon needed to see all of you and not just the sub that had lied to him. I also needed for you to see another side to Simon and not just the Dom that was mad at you. Plus, you didn’t get fired, did you?
No, we got lucky. I had no idea what I was getting myself into though.
I did and I knew you were ready. I knew you had the courage to handle it all. Sometimes it’s best to just go for it. As Simon would say, “It was sink or swim time.”
So true and thank you, SJ. I’ll be forever thankful that you wrote my story. I’d ask you some more questions, but I’m late for my date. See you later, SJ. Don’t forget to write Gina’s story next. I need to know what’s really going on with her.
You’re welcome, Janna. I’ll always be here for you. Have a great time and don’t worry. I’m writing Gina’s story now. She’s full of surprises.
That was fun. Thanks for having me, Kitt!
Janna’s ready to make over her life and get out from under the controlling thumb of her father. She doesn’t want another failed arranged marriage. She’s ready to do whatever it takes for the career she wants, enter the lifestyle she craves, and to earn the trust and love of the man that has captured her heart, but heartbreak and career hiccups seem to be her destiny.
Simon’s still recovering after his last submissive lied her way into his life. He’s not ready for Janna and how she pushes against his prejudices. He needs to decide if he’s willing to lose her or if he’ll fight for her love and submission.
“Head up now.” Something was agitating the tender bundle in his arms. Simon wanted to help her through it. He may have taken a step back on his training responsibilities since his last experience, but Janna felt perfect under his hand. He’d have to find out if she’d be back.
“What’s troubling you, pet?”
“I forgot to mention something earlier.” She tucked the blanket under her chin.
“Oh?” He rubbed in big circles around her back. “Why don’t you tell me now?”
“This was my first time, Sir.”
“Your first?” His confusion was thick. She tried to hide her eyes from him, but he saw shame. Sometimes newer submissives struggled with firsts. “Is this your first time being a guest?”
“Is your home club much different?” The safe rules of BDSM clubs were pretty universal, a real gift to traveling kinksters, but sometimes a scene in a different setting could be unsettling.
“I don’t have a home club, Sir. Well, not one that I physically visit.” She rubbed the edge of her blanket. “I’m an active member of their chat rooms.”
He hadn’t heard her right. No. She felt like an experienced submissive. Was she just playing the part? Anger ticked a quick pace up his spine.
“Are you telling me I just gave you your first scene?”
“Why did you withhold this information?” When she didn’t answer he added, “Why weren’t you honest with me?” He pushed her slightly, in part to get some distance and to keep her safe from him. “Answer me, now.”
“I forgot. It all happened so fast, and I forgot one of my lines.”
“Lines.” He finished shoving her from his lap and stood. “I hope you had fun tonight.”
“I did, Sir,” she said as she stood to join him. She tugged at the edge of the blanket that had stuck in the couch. “Please, let me thank you for tonight.”
“There is no need. You lied to me, and you had your fun.” He scratched his brow. “Go home now.” He took two storming steps away and stopped. He forced himself to return to her, disgusted by how good it felt to see her face once more. He stopped within an inch, forcing her to look up. “Do yourself a favor. Enter that club at home, get yourself in a training program, and do not ever lie to a Dom again.”
He wanted to hit something. What was it with submissives and their lies? The lie might have been smaller this time, but it was still a lie.
He thundered past the scene areas and kept walking, increasing his speed. Folks saved themselves and moved out of his way. Fury radiated down his arms curling his fingers into fists, almost there.
Some members thought Keller was crazy when he’d installed the small gym next to the club. When the roster quickly filled, it was Keller that was laughing all the way to the bank. Simon had a regular date with the bag hanging in the corner. He may no longer enter the ring, but the regimented workouts kept him strong and centered.
A couple more steps and he’d entered the gym and saw the innocent bag hanging right where he needed it to be. He slammed his fist into the bag. Pressure reverberated from his hand straight to his heart, but it didn’t release the revulsion.
He needed to get this out and get back on the floor. One of his best friends was about to collar his sub. The bag swung around. He walked around it and rolled his shoulders back. He wanted to witness the happiness a pair could have when things worked out and no one lied.
It was just a scene, something he could shake off, and she was just a guest sub. There was no possible way she could have felt as right as he thought. The anger was tricking him. She was just another lying sub. A sub to forget. A sub he would never see again.
An image of her regret filled face tugged at his resolve. His fingers flexed as he remembered her velvet channel. His cock twitched, and he hit the bag again.
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S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.
When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee addict.
As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues them back together.
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Simon definitely sees Janna again. Do you think she’ll get a second chance with him?