Measha Stone has a brand new book out! Not only does Indebted Heart have a gorgeous cover, Measha is also sharing a fabulous excerpt to go with it and answering three very important questions about Prince Charming, tattoos and what's next!
Alyssa
Sanders has taken care of herself since she was too young to do so. But she’s
all grown up and ready to get her life on the right track. She heads to Chicago with her life savings
and a few prospects. She expects to get a job, find an apartment and get on her
way of settling down. What she doesn’t expect is to find her new boss not only
severely attractive and Dominant, but the son of an old friend.
Alex Trebelli
would do anything for his father, so when he’s asked to escort an old friend’s
daughter to dinner he doesn’t hesitate to agree. Except the daughter isn’t the
small town young woman his father described. She’s all grown up, full of beauty
and curves, and a submissive nature that draws out his dominant side.
When Alex
explains he won’t be her friend, he can’t just be her friend, he wants more, he
wants to be her dominant, her boyfriend, she has to decide if she’s going to
take the leap. She’s never been good at a full time D/s relationship, but Alex
makes her feel safe and secure. She finds him easy to be with, even when he’s
being overprotective and bossy.
Can she manage to put aside her fears
of failure, and self-doubt and give them a real chance, or will she chose the
safer route and keep clear of his sexy smile, and dominant ways?
He wasn't asleep. He was standing in the middle of the room, exactly
where she had stomped away from him, holding his belt in his right hand. Her
eyes darted to the loosely hanging leather at his side and then his expression.
Dark. Extremely dark. His lips were pursed his jaw set tight, and his eyes
fixated on her with a sternness she hadn't believed him capable of until that
moment.
"Uh-um." She stammered standing
just outside the bathroom staring at his hand that was swinging the belt and
casually tapping it against his leg. "Uh." What was wrong with her?
Why couldn't she get a full word out, and why wasn't he saying anything?
"I think I've been pretty patient. I
haven't demanded anything. I haven't encroached on your plans, have I?"
His voice held steady, no tremor or indecisiveness to it.
She swallowed. "Well. No, not really."
"I haven't told you what to do, what
to wear, where to go, anything like that?" He took one step toward her and
her stomach twisted.
"Not really." She had to be
honest. Other than his lines of questioning he hadn't really made her do
anything. Other than making her leave her apartment, which she had to be
honest, wasn't exactly the worst thing.
"Yet, when I try having a conversation
about your health, your wellbeing—you feel it's respectful to blow me off and
stomp away. Slamming doors." His tone didn't waiver, but the volume had
lowered. She found herself holding the hem of her shirt with both hands, and
twisting the fabric with her fingers.
"Not when you say it that way,"
She tried a smile, a little humor. It didn't faze him or deter him, he took
another step toward her. He wasn't wearing his suit jacket anymore, she
noticed. His button down shirt that was neatly tucked into his beltless slacks
had been rolled up at the sleeves. She wanted to bolt back into the bathroom
but her feet were being entirely too uncooperative. "Alex." She
sighed. "I'm sorry. I told you. I'm not good at this." His raised
eyebrow told her it might not have been the best tactic.
"Good at what? Being respectful?"
The slapping of the belt against this leg became more intense.
"The full time submissive thing. I'm
not good at it. I told you that." She really wished he wouldn't take
another step. One more and he'd be within touching distance and since her feet
still wouldn't obey her, she was sure he'd grab her.
"When we talked about us becoming a
couple, us doing this, I told you I would help you with that." He reminded
her with a calm in his voice. He looked upset yes, irritated even, but not
angry. Not out of control anger. She knew he was in complete control of
himself, and even her with the way he kept looking at her. It was as if running
wasn't an option, her feet understood that before her brain did, apparently.
The bastards.
"Well, yes. I remember." Her
answer came softly. He had said that, and she had agreed. She had always
enjoyed the submissive side of herself. Not just sexually. She'd had enough
play time at the dungeons to know she loved the kiss of the flogger, but it was
when the scene ended that the real cravings began. She'd seen couples at the
parties, even at Top Floor. The caring between the partners, the love, and
respect the dominants showed their subs, and it was reciprocated. That's what she
craved. The dominance that continued after the flogging.
And here it stood. Right in front of her holding a leather belt.
"Have you ever been spanked, for punishment?" He asked, not moving toward her any more.
And here it stood. Right in front of her holding a leather belt.
"Have you ever been spanked, for punishment?" He asked, not moving toward her any more.
ALSO IN THE WINDY CITY SERIES
HIDDEN HEART, BOOK 1
A woman given up on love, second guesses her solitary life when meeting a man who won’t take no for an answer and opens her eyes to an entire world of pleasure she didn’t know existed before him.
SECURED HEART, BOOK 2
A headstrong, fiery woman seeks to fulfill her fantasies in all the wrong places, and it’s up to the security expert to tame her, and keep her safe.
Are you working on a new book right now?
Yes. I’m working on a dark erotic romance. My first ever, and it’s
terrifying to write because it pulls me out of my comfort zone of completely
consensual spankings, and sexual encounters. On the other hand, it’s completely
hot and exciting, so it’s a daily roller coaster ride.
How much of the book is realistic? Hopefully, all of it.
With this series, I tried to convey as true of a BDSM relationship as I
could. People make mistakes, ego’s get
in the way, and being in a BDSM relationship doesn’t change that- but how those
issues are worked out is what’s different.
There’s a lot of love and trust that goes into a BDSM relationship, and
I wanted to convey that with this series. It’s not all red rooms and tainted
pasts.
Does Prince Charming exist? Yes! Everyone’s version of what he looks like is different, but he’s out there. For some, he’s an Alpha male that won’t give an inch and is unreasonably strict, to other’s he writes poetry and sings her sonnets- and anything in between. I lean toward the relentless Alpha myself, and have been lucky in that department.
Which body part would you choose to get
a tattoo done? I celebrated my first
book with Blushing Books by getting a tattoo of a heart on my right wrist. I’m planning to get two more, another heart
design on my ankle, and one on the top of my foot the words “Happily Ever
After”.
Measha Stone lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and their children. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, and graduated Summa Cum Laude with a degree in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University. Her vanilla writing has been published in the online magazine efiction and the DuPage Writers Group annual journal Possibilities. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and spending time with her kids- who are just as creative and crazy as her.
