Authors: A-Z
Authors: Most Books
Publishing Partners

His Scandalous Love

Cuffs and Spurs : 1

By: Anya Summers
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: ©2018 by Blushing Books® and Anya Summers
24 Chapters / 65,700 words
Heat Level:
4.8 Out Of 5 (4.8 on 17)   |  Write a review

Also available at :


Carter Jones is a fairly simple man. He loves his ranch, his horses, and dominating women in the bedroom. He's the owner and founder of the exclusive Cuffs and Spurs Club in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, yet for the past year Carter has achieved something of a monk's status within the ranks of his club. And all because of Jenna, a woman he had an unforgettably sensual week with a year ago, who then vanished from his life without a trace and left him reeling.  

When he discovers Jenna practically on his doorstep, Carter moves heaven and earth to draw her back into his life. Only she has a scandalous secret, one that upends his life completely. Can he forgive her for the secrets she kept? Or will the mistrust tear them apart – forever this time?  

Publishers Note: This contemporary romance is the first in Anyas exciting new Cuffs and Spurs series. It contains explicit themes and elements of power exchange. 


Chapter One 


There was hot, and then there was the fourth level of hell that was the middle of July in Wyoming. 

Heat rose off the distant fields in iridescent waves, turning the customarily verdant green fields of grass into pale shades tinted with brown.  

They needed rain. 

Carter lifted his Stetson and swiped a forearm across his brow as he stared at the bright blue, cloudless sky. Sweat slicked his form and slid down his back. It was barely noon and the temperature had already shot into triple digits. He, Herb Henderson, his cantankerous foreman, and Kyle Renner, his young, college age ranch hand, were working as fast as the heat would allow to keep the horses cool. Each day since summer had roared in with sky high heat in June, it had been a grueling race to keep Carter’s prized herd from expiring from heatstroke.  

Due to the heat, Carter had postponed the breeding schedule for some of his mares to the following year. There was nothing for it. His ranch could sustain the loss in production of a new herd to cull and sell. What he couldn’t do was replace his horses should the heat become too much. So the men worked to keep them hydrated. As it had been a hell of a dry summer, it had been a bit like trying to piss out a forest fire. A steady wind blew plumes of dust and dirt across his ranch, the Double J, just outside of Jackson Hole.  

The Double J sprawled over a thousand acres in a basin of the Gros Ventre Valley. The meadows were surrounded by sharp spears of granite of the mountain known as the sleeping Indian. Carter had been born here. He’d grown up on this land, learned the value of things and become a man here. It was home. 

Yet he could only pray they would see relief soon in the form of rain, otherwise the risk of forest fires increased. And that was a nightmare he didn’t even want to contemplate, let alone face. Although the chance for it, what with the evening lightning and lack of precipitation they’d experienced this past week, dangled precariously as a more distinct possibility with each day that passed with no rain. 

Luckily, they had a misting system in the stalls running round the clock, along with giant fans circulating the air, helping to keep the horses cool. His two prize stallions, an ebony thoroughbred, Odin, and a mahogany colored Arabian, King Tut, were being downright finicky in the scorching temperatures. King Tut wouldn’t drink his water and Carter had to install a salt block in his stall. Odin preferred water with added electrolytes.  

As it was, Carter currently had ninety-six horses on his ranch and under his care. Doctor Josh Barrett, the local vet, had already been by that morning to treat a few of Carter’s pregnant mares. While they’d finished their breeding for the year early, due to the heatwave, Odin and King Tut had each covered six mares. So while it wasn’t a full stock of pregnant mares, he still had to watch them closely, with the heat spike catapulting them from merely hot into the fiery pits of hell fourth of July weekend. The blasted weather showed no signs of letting up.  

The Double J was Carter’s life. He enjoyed it. Lived and breathed the ranch day in and day out. Loved training the offspring of his mares into the finest trail horses in the Northwest. And yet, he’d been walking around with a hole in his chest since the previous August.  

He’d not found her.  

As much as he’d promised himself that he would track Jenna down, it was like she had disappeared off the planet. He’d even toyed with the idea of hiring a private investigator to locate her. But there was a part of Carter that wondered, now that almost a year had passedeleven months and one week to be exactsince he had first set foot on the tiny strip of an island in the Bahamas, whether he was being obstinate and downright idiotic. If Jenna wanted to be found by anyone from the island, she would have left a way to be reached. Jared, the owner of the Pleasure Island Resort, had assured Carter that he’d not been in contact with her, and that perhaps it was best if Carter let her go.  

And wasn’t that just the problem?  

Jenna had rocked his world. The feisty submissive had wormed her way past his hard-fought defenses and had set up residence inside his soul. He dreamed about her. Woke up in the dead of night reaching for her. Carter used to joke about Doms who became whipped and would cave to their submissive’s every desire 

It was karma, perhaps. Because now the fucking joke was on him.  

He’d been living a half-life, cursing himself that he’d failed to take action after their week together on the island. That he had waited too long to contact her afterwards. He’d tried to be a gentleman. And, he admitted to himself, he’d let his ego get in the way. Because he would forever regret that he hadn’t hauled her to the fucking plane with him and carted her back here to his ranch. He knew now that he should have gone all caveman, tied her up if he’d had to, and even gagged her if necessary to get her on the damn plane 

Because now she was lost to him, and Carter had no idea how to move past it. Past her. 

“I’m back from my lunch break,” Herb said, breaking Carter out of his maudlin and rather depressing thoughts. “You should go take yours. My Dottie has put together some brisket sandwiches and her famous potato salad.” 

“I will in a minute. Just need to check on Daisy and Morningstar,” Carter replied. If he buried himself in his work, he tended to get a reprieve from thinking about Jenna. It was the only time he did. The nights were the worst. 

“Carter, the horses aren’t the only ones who need a break from the heat. Now, go on with you. Kyle and I can take care of those two mares without any assistance from you. What we can’t do is run this place if you drop dead of heatstroke,” Herb challenged. The craggy bastard might be in his mid-fifties, but he was still a powerfully built man. His old-school handlebar mustache was almost completely gray, and the weathered lines upon his face bespoke of his life working outdoors. He was a deep in the bone cowboy, part of an era of men who were passing into legend. Herb did things the way they’d been done for a hundred years or more, and rarely embraced any type of technology.  

“You do realize I’m the boss.” 

“Boy, I’ve known you since before you had your first woman. Now get. Kyle and I have got it covered. When you come back we’ll talk about hiring some more help,” Herb chewed out with his hands on his hips 

Realizing that Herb wouldn’t let it go without a fight, Carter tipped his hat and said, “I’ll be back shortly. More help? Really? 

Another hand or two wouldn’t hurt. Sides, I hear Kyle might take off for the big city in the fall. Eat your lunch. Take your time and we’ll talk when you get back. Besides, it looks like you’ve got company.” Herb nodded toward the main house.  

Carter swiveled his gaze and, sure enough, a black souped-up pickup truck was pulling into the drive and parking. He knew the vehicle well. With a nod at Herb, he strode out of the stables and up the path to the main house.  

The ranch was located in the Gros Ventre Valley, surrounded by unforgettable views of the Teton mountains. The main house had been modified from its earliest beginnings. Carter’s great grandfather, Jedediah Jones, had purchased this land back in 1901. The original cabin he’d built still existed and had been turned into a home for Carter’s foreman, Herb, and his wife Dottie some years back. It had been his father who had built the main house, and crafted it into a bit of a showplace. Carter certainly didn’t need the twenty some odd extra bedrooms when it was just him. Although, when perspective buyers came to the ranch, it demonstrated the work he did and added an elegance that people tended to like. The exterior of the house gave the appearance that it was a large wooden cabin, the logs a smooth, golden pecan color, and when the sunlight illuminated it, it tended to bring out golds and oranges that made it seem like it was on fire. But that was where any similarity to a real log cabin ended.  

Large double pane windows graced the estate with premium views of the mountain range. Inside was modernly appointed with honey colored pinewood floors, soaring vaulted ceilings, and all the furniture and décor held a Western flare. He’d updated the kitchen in the last few years. Although Carter’s favorite roombesides his personal dungeon, which hadn’t seen any action latelywas the indoor pool and hot tub.  

Leaning against his pickup, his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for Carter, stood Spencer Collins. Spencer was one of his best friends. They’d gone to high school together. Founded the BDSM Club Cuffs & Spurs together. Spencer ran their club night and day in Jackson Hole for the group. Cuffs & Spurs wouldn’t be possible without Spencer guiding the helm. The rest of the members had ranches, tourist attractions, and other businesses to manage. But Spencer made certain everything ran smoothly for the members and that those in the area who were in the lifestyle had a place to attend. 

Spencer gave him a sardonic grin as he approached. While Carter was covered in dirt and grime from working in the elements in the stables and paddocks, Spencer appeared fresh and clean in his spotless jeans and crisp lemon linen dress shirt.  

“Look what the cat dragged in. What can I do you for, Spencer? Good to see you, man, Carter said, shaking his hand. 

“Fuck, it’s hot. Thank heavens I work in an air-conditioned space,” Spencer muttered and returned the handshake 

“That just means you’re a pansy,” Carter teased. It was a long running joke that Spencer wasn’t a real cowboy, and only wore the black Stetson to attract submissives, considering he was one of the few members whose life and job wasn’t outdoors 

“Please, motherfucker, I did two tours in Iraq. I’m anything but soft and you know it.” Spencer snorted. His large frame rippled with the full bearing of a Master. Those tours had honed his best friend, made him hard, and he bore scars, both internal and external.  

Carter offered a wry grin. Just yanking your chain. Why don’t you come inside and cool off? I was just about to grab some lunch. You’re welcome to join me.” 

“Dottie’s cooking?” Spencer asked.  

“Of course. Do you really think I have the time or the inclination to stand over a stove?” 

“Lead the way,” Spencer said with a nod toward the back door before he trailed Carter up the back steps to the porch 

Carter wiped his boots on the outside mat before he opened the back door and stepped inside the washroom. Cool air that would have made penguins feel at home blasted him. Carter sighed at the relief. Hot damn, but it was hotter than the blazes outside. The washroomor mudroomwas the size of an extra-large walk in closet, and was a place he could store his boots and outdoor supplies when they were covered in too much filth to cart through the house. There was also a top of the line washer and dryer, which Dottie had rumbling away. The woman was always cleaning something. In addition, there was an industrial sink where he could wash the dirt and grime from his hands, and occasionally his face, if warranted. 

“Oh, Mister Carter and Mister Spencer, come have a seat at the table. I’ll fix you both up a plate,” Dottie Henderson said, bustling about the kitchen and dining area beyond. The kitchen exuded warmth and was one of the parts of the house Carter had put his stamp on. The ceiling was crème colored, with exposed wooden beams in the same honey colored wood as the floors. The extensive cabinetry was a shade deeper in color than the floors and housed just about every gadget known to manfor the kitchen, at least. It was his gift and something of a bribe for Dottie to keep her here. The industrial size stainless steel range would make a five-star chef weep tears of joy. And the refrigerator was also industrial size, which made it easier to overstock, since at times in the winter, roads became impassable. 

They had a storage room in the basement as well, with deep freezes and extra shelf space for dry goods.  

But it was the killer scents wafting in the air that made his mouth water. Without Dottie, he’d likely starve or live off microwavable dinners. She kept him fed and his house clean. The woman was worth her weight in pure gold. And her cooking was some of the finest in the county. Her chili had won the blue ribbon at the county fair three years running.  

“Thank you, Dottie,” Carter said, washing his hands in the sink and putting his hat on the nearby hook inside the door.  

Spencer did the same. Dottie was a stickler when it came to proper manners, but for her cooking, it was worth it. She was still an attractive woman, her dark hair streaked with silver strands and always pulled back away from her expressive face in a long braid. A little plump in the hips and thigh region, and a good foot and a half shorter than he, she’d been cooking and cleaning for the Jones family going on twenty years. And since Carter’s mom had passed a few years back, she’d taken on the role of surrogate mother.  

As much as he owned the place, it was Dottie and her husband who ran him most of the time. He preferred to keep her happy because while she rarely showed any type of temper, she had no compunction about beating him over the head with a wooden spoon if she thought he was out of line. He and Spencer each took a seat at the large oak table, which was a shade darker than the gleaming honey floors. Dottie brought two plates and set them down before them.  

“Dottie, you’ve outdone yourself as always. Tell me what I have to do to get you to come work for me,” Spencer said, glancing at the loaded plate and licking his lips in anticipation. On the porcelain white plate was a beef brisket sandwich on thick slices of Texas toast, a mound of potato salad, and baked cinnamon apples for good measure.  

Carter felt his own stomach growl in eager delight. 

Dottie flushed, Now, Mister Spencer, you know I wouldn’t leave Mister Carter for all the money in the world. 

Carter gave him a bemused smile at the first bite of potato salad. Spencer knew he’d have to fight Carter practically to the death for Dottie, because no way would he allow the woman to leave. Not when she cooked like a fucking dream.  

“That’s too bad,” Spencer said and took a bite of the beef brisket sandwich, then emitted a muffled groan. 

Dottie returned to the table and set down two tall glasses filled with sweet iced tea, and then a pitcher so they could refill it. “I’ll just leave you boys to your lunch. Those sheets won’t clean themselves.”  

“Thank you, Dottie. It’s excellent as always,” Carter said around a mouthful of brisket sandwich 

“Love you, Dottie,” Spencer said, also eating his meal with relish. If there was one thing Spencer loved, it was food. He might go through submissives like he changed his underwear, but he appreciated good food more than most. Carter believed it was the two tours in Iraq and eight years in the army that had done it. But that was his opinion.  

“So, what’s up? You don’t normally leave Jackson Hole unless its poker night,” Carter said, studying his friend 

Nothing but crumbs remained of Spencer’s sandwich, and now he was plowing through the homemade potato salad. Still holding his fork, he swallowed and said, “Me and the boys are concerned. The knuckleheads elected that I come speak with you.” 

“About?” Carter questioned, his body tight and rigid in his seat. They’d discussed him. What the fuck for?  

Spencer cocked his head, his black eyes unwavering as he said, “Dude, you haven’t been to the club in almost a year. That’s a record, especially for you. And I know for damn sure you don’t have any of the subs coming out to the ranch. That bunch couldn’t keep a secret to save lives, as lovely and entertaining as they are. 

“I’ve had a particularly busy year with the ranch. Just because I’m not attending the club, doesn’t mean I’m celibate,” Carter said, folding his arms across his chest—even though that was precisely what he’d become. 

After a long draught of iced tea, Spencer replied, seeming to choose his words carefully. “Normally, I would buy that and not press you. But you forget, I know you. And you haven’t been the same since your visit to Pleasure Island last August. I know there was a sub—” 

“Careful,” Carter uttered, his voice deadly serious. He did not want to rehash the island or talk about Jenna with anyone. Not when the mere thought of her made his heart ache. 

“Fuck that. You’ve been moping for almost a year. You searched for her and couldn’t find her. It’s time you moved on. I’m saying this not out of spite but because I’m genuinely concerned,” Spencer said. 

Carter grimaced and traced the line of a bead of moisture on his glass before he replied, “Look, I know I haven’t gone to the club lately. I will. I justhell, Spencer, it’s the same old subs there. I realize your concern and while I appreciate it—”  

“Just come, tonight even. It will do you some good to get out of the house for a night. You’re not a recluse but this past year you sure as shit have been acting like one.” 

Had he? Deep down he knew Spencer was right. Carter needed to move on and forget about the past. Jenna was lost to him, forever. As bitter a pill as it was to swallow, short of hiring a private investigator to track her down, there was nothing he could do about it. He’d been standing still, letting life move on around him while his heart bled into the ground at the loss. And Jenna obviously didn’t want to be found—at least not by him—because if she did, she would be here. 

“Fine. I’ll come this evening. So you and the rest of the idiot brigade will get off my case,” Carter agreed and shook his head. The thought of attending the club was about as appealing as watching paint dry, but he’d suffer through it.  

 “And the sub from the island?” Spencer urged, with a black slash of an eyebrow cocked 

“Give it a rest, will you? I’ll think about it, but no more talk of her. I shouldn’t have told you about her in the first place and wouldn’t have if not for the tequila that night. But for now, I have horses that need to be taken care of in the stables,” Carter said, shoving his chair back and standing up from the table, effectively ending the conversation in his mind. He grabbed his plate and glass and placed them in the sink for Dottie. If he so much as tried to put them in the dishwater, he caught hell from her so he’d stopped doing it ages ago. That woman was scary when she was angry, and would feed him something horrid like tripe if he didn’t follow her orders. Carter realized the irony in a Dom like him taking orders from his housekeeper, but some things were better left alone.  

He turned to find Spencer was behind him with his plate and cup. “Look, I’m not trying to piss you off, Carter. We’ve all been concerned for a while now. I’m not trying to lessen the impact of what you felt for the sub but it’s over. It’s been over for a while, and the only way you’re going to heal is by moving on. Best way to do that is to fuck her out of your system.”  

“Save the Dom crap for a sub who needs it. May I remind you that I’m the founder of our little club?” Carter snapped, anger swirling in his chest.  

“Yeah, well, start fucking acting like it instead of moping and growing more callouses,” Spencer said, setting his stuff in the sink and heading toward the door.  

“I told you I would come tonight,” Carter growled to Spencer’s retreating back 

“See that you do,” Spencer said. “It’s Friday, the place should be hopping. And if you don’t, come Sunday, the boys and I will ream you out on poker night.” 

“Get out of here before I change my mind,” Carter snapped, putting his hat back on his head and following Spencer out the back door.  

“I’m going,” Spencer said, giving him a friendly middle finger salute as he climbed in his Dodge ram.  


He shook his head as Spencer drove down the lane, kicking up dust.  

Was his friend right? Had Carter become a recluse in an effort to avoid the truth? As much as Spencer was his brother from another mother, he hated when the bastard was right.  

Because there was truth in his friend’s wordshe was right. Jenna was gone from Carter’s life. He’d searched for her and hadn’t been able to track her down. It was like she’d vanished. Even Jared was no help.  

Had it all been a mirage? That was the question that woke him up at night. Had the emotion and the feelings he’d seen in her eyes, that he’d felt in her touch, been nothing but a fantasy? And why had she chosen to stay on the island? Why, after everything that had happened between them, had she walked away from him? And how had he been too blind to see it coming? 


Lillie322 on 03/18/2018 01:51pm
I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book. When you meet at a BDSM resort like Pleasure Island, you don't think any hookups will last, but Carter is still searching for Jenna months later. When he finds her, everything has changed in a dramatic way. They now need to try to find their way through and maybe find their way to a future together, if they can. Getting back to a dom/sub relationship may be their only chance. Spanking, flogging, anal.
Goldie Nut on 03/16/2018 06:46am
Carter and Jenna had an amazing week at Pleasure Island. Carter has
been looking for her everywhere but to no avail. She has a secret and
just can't find Carter or she feels her life will fall apart. Carter finds her
in his hometown and soon understands why she didn't communicate
with him after their amazing time at Pleasure Island. This has many
twists and turns. I highly recommend this book and as always Anya
knows just how to tell the story.
Penny Gwen on 03/14/2018 04:13pm
Carter and Jenna met while on vacation. They hit it off right away and then she stayed on the island while Carter returned to the mainland. He spends a year trying to track her down, only to find she has moved to his town! Carter wants to prove to Jenna that she is it for him, but she has spent her entire life having the rug ripped out from under her so she is a little hesitant.
Rhonda on 03/14/2018 12:30pm
Well written sexy BDSM romance

Anya Summers's new series Cuffs & Spurs started out well with Jenna and Carter's story.
I thought the characters were well developed and beliavable. This was a second chance at love story that really kept my interest. I liked the secondary characters and look forward to their stories.
I received an advance reader copy.
rjr on 03/14/2018 10:51am
Carter and Jenna meet at a vacation resort for those in the bdsm lifestyle. He's a client and she is an employee. Carter hopes to continue the relationship, but when he needs to leave the resort suddenly, Jenna declines going with him. Carter searches for her with no luck and tries to move on with his life. When the couple meet again there are sparks, hurt feelings and a big surprise. Jenna carries a lot of baggage from her life and finds it difficult to pick up where they left off as Carter desires. Carter tries to understand and ease her into the life he wants. This is a sexy relationship with deep feelings beneath. There are lots of interesting characters from Jenna's sister to the co-owners of Carter's own bdsm club and I suspect this will become a series. The ranch setting and surrounding areas sound beautiful and I look forward to future books in the series.
Margaret Corcoran on 03/13/2018 02:34pm
I love this wonderful author's work. This is a wonderful addition to her repertoire. The characters are well written and described. There are some spankings and hot spicy sex scenes. I enjoyed the interaction between Jenna and Carter. She is not about to rely on him! Carter has to work for her trust. I received an ARC copy of this book and I highly recommend it. I hope that there is lots more to this hot sexy series.
K. Brown on 03/13/2018 01:59pm
I am a fan of Anya Summers books. This new story can be a stand alone, but has more meaning after the prologue set on the bdsm island. The reader comes to care for Carter and appreciate his down to earth qualities before Jenna is introduced. The story is a sweet story of the 2 characters working out how to coexist as a family with plenty of hot sizzling interactions.
Lalaland on 03/13/2018 01:41am
A new series from Anya Summers great, Ms Summers can always be relied upon to deliver the goods. Not too sure what's scandalous about this one though, Carter is a hard working and successful horse rancher and a Dom with part ownership in a BDSM club called Cuff & Spurs in Wyoming. He met Jenna a year earlier on Pleasure Island where he was a guest and she was working as a maid. They had spent a week together and he had fallen hard and fast for Jenna. There is in fact a prequel to this book called His Unexpected Love which I have read and it sets the scene for this couple. I did not read it in order but it doesn't spoil anything, simply gives a little insight into the background of how they met. After returning home Carter tries to forget Jenna and get on with his life but he simply cannot so he tried to find her. We join the story a year or so later when he has been unable to find her and has immersed himself in work because he cannot get over her. By some quirk of fate he sees her in his town and pursues her to where she lives where he discovers she has a very young baby boy Liam who looks just like him and a newly graduated sister Meghan. This is where the story begins to properly unfold and I will not spoil it for the reader, suffice to say that Jenna has had a tough life and finds it hard to give her trust and relax into a relationship where she can completely submit, she is always waiting for the other shoe to drop, and Carter doesn't express his feelings very well. As one expects with Ms Summers' books there are some very hot scenes extremely descriptive and some sexy spankings and the inevitable HEA. I thinks this will be a good series and I am looking forward to more stories, I hope that there will be a story about Jenna's sister Meghan who is a feisty and larger than life character who has already butted heads with Carter's friend and fellow Cuff & Spurs owner Spencer. All in all this was an entertaining read, looking forward to the next one. I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy
Hope W on 03/12/2018 10:04am
I loved the start to this new series! The storyline is real and true to life in many ways. The characters are developed and complex. Carter and Jenna share a deep connection and the chemistry is off the charts and show in the many explicit sex scenes, spankings, and loving family times throughout the book but it is not without it's conflicts as well. These characters must learn to trust in love and build their life together. Jenna has to deal with many inward conflicts but Carter is more than willing to help her learn and grow. However, every man has his limits, Jenna has to be willing to submit to him and trust him to guide them in this new adventure together. I do wish that I had read the prequel first to see how this wonderful couple started; however, this book can be read as a standalone as well. I look forward to seeing where they go as they move forward as well as seeing who's story we will get to read next. I could not put this book down and was completely drawn into this story, therefore, I highly recommend reading this great new series from such a talented author! I voluntarily received an arc copy of this book.
DONNA L on 03/12/2018 02:24am
5.0 out of 5 starsSizzled
ByDonna Lon March 12, 2018
Format: Kindle Edition
Another great series in the making by this author.She is adept at both plot
and character development and maintains readers interested throughout
the book.This story picks up from the prequel,His Unexpected Love,where
Carter Jones and Jenna Mallory spent a wonderful week together.Carter is
devastated when he losers contact with Jenner.He puts all of himself into
his ranch,he has no interest in other women or going to Cuffs and Spurs,
his BDSM club.Carter can't believe his eyes when Jenna appears in town,
from this point forward his life changes forever.Jenna has trust issues,life
has not been easy but she needs to stop running from her feelings and
live again.This story is definitely about second chances and taking risks.
I loved the dynamics between Carter and Jenna,their relationship hinges on
their own past life experiences.It did not take long for the passion between
them to reignite,Carter had to re-establish his role as her Dom,with his hand
on her backside.The intimacy was smoking hot and sizzled.An easy read and
I look forward to the next book in this new series
Nicolette on 03/12/2018 12:09am

Carter Jones had met the love of his life on an island holiday and when she asks her to join him when leaving and she declines he is not happy, but decides to give her some time. When he starts searching for her and cannot find her he becomes a sort of recluse. When he eventually finds her she has kept secrets from him something that he is not likely to want to forgive or forget.
Pico1 on 03/11/2018 05:58pm
This is a wonderful story about two people, Carter and Jenna, who had met on a vacation, had a love affair, and then lost touch with each other. They meet again when Jenna comes to his home town in Wyoming, and Carter takes her to his home and into his life. It is difficult for them to re-establish their relationship because of her trust issues, but with a lot of patience from both of them, the relationship redevelops amid lovemaking and some spankings. Carter is strong and loving; Jenna is very scared but a kind and good person %u2013 and the supporting characters, Jenna%u2019s sister and Carter%u2019s best friend, provide some additional humor.
Tami on 03/11/2018 12:43pm
Carter fell head over heels for a submissive he met at Pleasure Island. He searches for her for nearly a year without finding her. One day, while he is eating at a restaurant, he sees a woman who looks like Jenna. He follows her and it turns out that it is her - and she does have a huge surprise for Carter that will change his life forever.

I am so in love with Carter and Jenna! What a wonderful couple. They captured my heart right from the first second, as did Liam and also Dottie. I read the book in one sitting, because I could not put it down. There are quite a few hot and explicit intimate scenes, but they were not as much BDSM-themed as I am used reading from this author. However, I absolutely did NOT miss it, because I was so enthralled with this sweet love story. This is a book that I will read again and again!
LuCinda Beebe on 03/11/2018 10:48am
I loved this new series by this amazing author, she never disappoints me. It is professionally written and fast paced with 2 very likable characters. Carter Jones is a Dom who has a ranch in Wyoming and is part owner of Cuffs and Spurs, a BDSM club and Jenna Mallory, a submissive that Carter met before at another club. After reading the first few pages, I was hooked to the end. The setting is so vivid that I could feel the dryness of the summer against my skin and smell the horses on the ranch. I don't think anyone would be disappointed or regret picking up this book to read.
Ajjmb on 03/11/2018 09:07am
His Unexpected Love is the prequel to the following book. I read these two books in the wrong order and was wandering where the story of how Jenna and Carter met was since I rarely ever miss an Anya Summers book. This a quick little novella that sets the story up for His Scandalous Love. It is short and sweet and very sexy as Carter and Jenna%u2019s relationship has a bumpy start but then takes off. Don%u2019t misss the prequel, as it is well worth the read first.

His Scandalous Love is a sweet book. I thought it different that it was Carter that was pining for the girl this time. It is usually the girl. Baby Liam is so sweet and Carter can%u2019t wait to be his father and make up for lost time. Poor Jenna just needs to let go of her past and let Carter take care of her. I just want to shake some sense into her half the time and wrap her in a hug the rest. Carter definitely seems to have an infinite amount of patience for her. I loved this story. I voluntarily reviewed an advanced copy of this book.
Jessica Neuhart on 03/11/2018 08:51am
His Scandalous Love is the first book in the Cuffs and Spurs Series by Ms. Summers that is filled with a second chance at love, a secret baby, and a desire for the kinkier side of things. Carter and Jenna shared a week in a BDSM resort, but while both craved more, real life called. Carter pined after Jenna, while Jenna%u2019s life imploded, but a year later, they find their paths cross again. How will Carter respond when he learns about her secret? Will Jenna learn to submit fully to Carter, showing weakness and asking for help?

I really enjoyed reading this book! Carter and Jenna had a sweet romance, full with some kinkier aspects, with a hesitant but pure love. Carter was amazing - I wish he was my boyfriend. He was patient, loving, caring, observant, but also knew his own limits and his own desires for wanting more. Jenna had a few hang-ups that she needed to let go, and this romance is how she deals with that. I loved some of the side characters and look forward to reading their stories, too! I was a little disappointed that there wasn%u2019t more club elements, or even flashbacks to their time together at the resort, but I also felt like there were times that pieces of their story was missing. Otherwise, I really enjoyed this book and look forward to more from Ms. Summers.
JigsawGirl on 03/10/2018 07:26pm
This was an interesting title for this book. I don't get how it applies, but it was a good book.

It is a fluke when Carter finds Jenna again. The book keeps referencing their time on Pleasure Island, and that is when they fell in love.

Jenna has some issues and has to decide if she can be Carter's sub again. Carter is all in for them to be together. Throw a little twist into the mix and you have an enjoyable read. I wonder if Spencer and Meghan will get their own story?

I voluntarily read and reviewed the Advanced Reader Copy.

Add Your Review

Your Name:
Email Address:
Note: HTML is not translated! Your email address will not be shared with anyone.
Your Rating: 5
Your Name:
Your Email:
Friends Name:
Friends Email:
SKU: bbdd1556