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His Wicked Love

Cuffs and Spurs : Book 3

By: Anya Summers
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: ©2018 by Blushing Books® and Anya Summers
27 Chapters / 70,900 words
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Mason Stewart is in a pickle. He and his brother are the co-owners of the Black Elkhorn Lodge and Resort. Their dream stands at the precipice of utter ruin because their previous chef embezzled every last dime of savings they had for the lodge. In a last ditch effort to save his business from the brink of annihilation, Mason hires a new chef for their restaurant; sight unseen. 

Nothing can prepare him for Emily, the red-haired siren who waltzes into his resort, carting a set of chef knives and demanding to see her new kitchen. She challenges his authority. She inflames his every wicked desire. She is everything he has ever wanted. And he can’t touch her. He’s her boss. And it would be wrong to give in to the incendiary heat between them… wouldn’t it? 

Publisher’s Note: This steamy contemporary romance is the second instalment of the Cuffs & Spurs series but can be enjoyed as a standalone. It contains elements of power exchange. 

Chapter One 

 

Late September 

Well, if those numbers didn’t just chafe his ass.  

Mason checked and re-checked the account ledgers. He’d been over them more times than any sane person would, but he wanted—needed—to be certain they were correct. The loss they’d sustained three months ago had been substantial. With what was left, they’d be lucky if the Black Elkhorn Lodge and Resort didn’t shut its doors by Christmas. 

“Are you sure about the numbers?” Cole asked.  

Mason glanced across the expanse of his mahogany wooden desk at his brother. There were lines of tension in his shoulders and tanned features that were so much like their dad’s, including the dark chocolate shade of his hair that he wore past his shoulders and his brown eyes nearly the color of soot. Whereas Mason took more after their mom, with his lighter shade of brown hair and eye color—in a manly way, of course.  

His gut twisted. Despair and dread seized him.  

Mason detested himself for their current plight: the lodge was nearly bankrupt. And it was all his fault.  

Before all this, Mason had prided himself on reading other people. He’d been cocky about it. As a Dom, he’d considered his ability to size up a person to be top notch. But their last chef had proven him wrong. His arrogance had cost them. Mason hadn’t seen the fraud and deceit behind the chef’s apron before the no-good piece of trash had embezzled nearly every penny the lodge had.  

He could still remember when he’d discovered the theft. The disbelief, the anger. His normal fun-loving personality had vanished overnight. The lodge, the dream their parents had conceptualized and that he and Cole had actualized, had tail-spun out of control. They had gone from having excess capital with savings to spare, to barely limping along and teetering on the brink of collapse.  

In the last three months, they’d had to liquidate their investment portfolio just to keep their noses above water. But the costs of running the lodge were considerable. It took capital to make this place run. 

“I’m sure. We are well and truly fucked. If we make it until Christmas and are able to pack guests in, maybe we can string things along enough to begin rebuilding,” Mason replied. But word had spread about their legal woes no matter how much damage control they’d tried to do. Without a functioning restaurant on the property, the Black Elkhorn Lodge and Resort had received cancellations in droves. The once prosperous getaway hemorrhaged funds daily. 

“Well, with the restaurant currently closed, we’re losing a stream of revenue right there,” Cole said, telling Mason something he already knew. Still, he was glad they were both on the same page.  

Frustrated, he slammed the account ledgers shut and irritably ran a hand over his face. The irritation was all self-directed. Mason couldn’t remember the last time he’d genuinely smiled. In the three months since the bottom had been yanked out of their business and a person he’d trusted had robbed them blind, there hadn’t been much reason to smile. When he observed himself in the mirror every morning, he no longer recognized the person in it. The haggard expression and grim line of his mouth. The permanent scowl and self-loathing.  

Life, for Mason, had once been a bountiful banquet, and he’d never given it deeper thought than the fun to be had. Now, it was a steaming pile of horse manure. He replied, “I realize that. While you were leading the fishing expedition trip this past week, I contacted Le Cordon Bleu on the west coast for a recommendation. We need a chef running the restaurant if we have any hope of staving off further losses. I figured we need all the help we can get at this point. Not to mention, it could be a potential draw in our advertising to have a fully trained chef from such a reputable institution. As much as we adore her, Tibby can’t handle the load or full responsibility. Not that she’s not capable, but she balances her time here with her daughter’s needs. I can’t make a single mom give me more time than she’s able. Our new chef should arrive today.” 

Mason could only hope that re-opening the restaurant would staunch the flow of cancellations. They’d attempted to keep it open with Tibby and Faith pulling extra shifts here and there. He’d had them pare down the menu to just the basics. And those two had nearly staged a coup—not that he blamed them one iota. The onus was on him, not his employees, to improve the situation at the lodge. They already gave the lodge one hundred and ten percent. The rest had to come from him. 

Mason had made the executive decision to close the restaurant temporarily a month ago. He’d directed Tibby and Faith to prepare boxed lunches for sale, limiting their hours, with the promise that it was temporary so he didn’t lose them. Mason had made sure their paychecks didn’t reflect the loss of hours. Since then, guests had cancelled their reservations in droves.  

Mason didn’t blame his guests one bit. The Black Elkhorn Lodge and Resort wasn’t close to the downtown hub. Their lodge was about bringing people back to nature. That was one of the premier selling points. And normally, with a fully functioning restaurant on the property, the place tended to thrive. Except most people didn’t want to have to drive forty minutes just to grab a bite to eat.  

Each of the lodges had a small kitchen with a stovetop, as well as gas grills. But people on vacation liked to eat out. Many wanted to kick back and relax. Re-opening the restaurant would, he hoped, get customers to rebook their stays with them.  

“Just like that?” Cole asked, his face filled with concern. Mason was just thankful that when the shit hit the fan, Cole never once pointed the finger at him. He would have deserved it. They both knew who was at fault for their dire situation, but instead of hanging Mason out to dry, his older brother had stood by him.  

Mason sighed and said, “Her background check came back clean and, to be honest, we’re in a pickle. Tibby and Faith have at least been able to supply boxed lunches for the hikers, but with closing the restaurant, they’ve been picking up more catering jobs. If we want the slightest chance of keeping the lodge from hemorrhaging even more money, we need the restaurant back open for guests this week. Billie informed me this morning that there were two more cancellations today due to the fact that the restaurant is closed.” 

“Shit. All right. If you’re sure about this new chef…” Cole replied with a grimace. Mason knew Cole would rather be out at his private cabin, avoiding people and surrounded by nature than dealing with the running of the lodge. It’s why their partnership had always worked—if not seamlessly, at least without too many blips. He ran the business side and catered to guests, while Cole was in charge of leading hiking, fishing, hunting, and sight-seeing expeditions, away from the bulk of civilization.  

“I’m not,” Mason admitted with a shrug in an attempt to ease the anxiety building up. “But the problem is we don’t have much of a choice.” 

The only thing that would ease his mind, take him out of his current default state of tension, would be playing with a sub at Cuffs & Spurs. Being balls-deep inside a willing woman was the only cure, even if it was a temporary reprieve. Or, at least, it used to be. Problem was, he’d not had a chance to make it into town and the club since the top blew on his world. 

“Any word on the legal proceedings against the culprit?” Cole asked, leaning back in his leather chair, avoiding use of the chef’s name. They both had stopped using the thief’s name. It was easier to use separation, make it feel a little less personal than it had been. 

Mason wished that the legal matters had been concluded. Then he would have a definitive answer on when they would get paid for all their accounts. Some weren’t willing to work with them at all and were demanding payment. With a shake of his head, he said, “No. Not yet. Other than they haven’t found what they actually did with the stolen funds and that the money was all gone. The prosecutor has assured me that part of the sentencing will include restitution but that the court would most likely allow the defendant to make payments, which doesn’t help us one bit.” 

Cole cursed under his breath, his face stern and lines of worry present in his normally calm demeanor. He asked, “When does the new chef arrive?” 

“Today at some point, out of Los Angeles,” Mason replied. He could only hope his instincts were better with this one than the last and that they were worth the recommendation. The lodge couldn’t afford another fiasco or for his judgment to be off in the slightest. One wrong move at this point and everything he and Cole had built with their dad would go up in smoke. 

Cole snorted. “You mean part of our plan to keep this place open rests on the shoulders of someone from the land of Hollywood? Brother, I hate to tell you, but the chances of someone from the west coast willingly trading in for life here is slim.” 

Mason understood that all too well. This new chef, an Emily Fox, just needed to stay long enough to get them back into the black. If she didn’t work out after that, well, they’d cross that bridge when they came to it. “We just need someone for now. It doesn’t have to be permanent. In fact, I mentioned in passing during my conversation with her that it was a temporary arrangement, with a trial run included.” 

And the rest of their exchanges had occurred via email. In what little communication they’d had, Miss Fox had been blunt and to the point. For the time being, that was what they needed. 

Cole shrugged. “At least that gives us an out. I have a few expeditions to lead this week. Day trips, so I will be around at night to help out.” 

“Focus on the trips. I’ve got the lodge covered. And Alex’s trail rides are busy this time of year. So that will help,” Mason added. Their buddy, Alex, used the Black Elkhorn Lodge stables to run his trail riding company. It was profitable for both parties. While Alex had his own employees taking guests on trail rides, if there was any spillover, he or Cole picked up the ride. Likewise, on the lodge, if Cole and Mason needed an extra hand, Alex filled in when he could.  

Thankfully their previous chef’s sticky fingers hadn’t extended to the stables. It didn’t hurt that Hunt Trail Rides was a separate company, either.  

Didn’t mean there wasn’t a good chance that they weren’t royally fucked.  

“Are you sure this new chef can cook?” Cole asked, a pensive expression creasing his brow.  

Fuck if I know. “She comes highly recommended. Has a been a sous chef for two years.” 

“Actually, it’s four years, but who’s counting, right?” said a sultry female voice from his office doorway.  

Mason glanced up and was glad he was seated. Emily Fox’s resume and background checks had provided him with a boatload of facts about his new hire. But they hadn’t prepared him for the red-haired siren currently standing in the wooden door frame. The long waves of her hair reminded him of the sunset, the myriad hues of burnt orange and sienna hung over delicate shoulders and more than ample cleavage before ending above her trim waist. Her skin was smooth and the color of iridescent pearls, which only seemed to magnify the natural pale pink hue of her lips that were not overly plump but perfectly formed.  

Yet it was her eyes that were the real killer. On top of a voluptuous form that made the Dom in Mason want to weep in thanks, her hazel eyes were large pools that sparkled with lively zest and were surrounded by a wealth of inky lashes. Intelligence flashed in her gaze. The electricity of it zapped through him. 

“You must be Emily Fox,” Mason said, finding his voice after nearly swallowing his tongue. Standing, now that he’d found his legs, he shoved away the unwanted and rather inconvenient lust she evoked in him.  

“You’d be right about that,” she said, with a hint of sarcasm that she softened with a grin as she placed her free hand on her denim clad hip. The other clutched the handle of a small leather satchel about the size of his goody bag. He must have been in a mood when they’d briefly talked on the phone because the sound hadn’t affected him as it did now. The dulcet tones curled along his spine, into his gut, and made his dick twitch.  

“I’m Mason Stewart. This is my brother and business partner, Cole,” Mason informed her. His gaze roved over her form. While she was dressed casually, in a pair of well-worn blue jeans and fitted mint green Henley top that accentuated her curves, with a black jacket tied around her waist, Miss Fox was anything but casual. She was stunning—exotic, even. He couldn’t help but wonder what she looked like naked. 

Yet her demeanor didn’t scream Rodeo Drive. That was good. It made her appear accessible and down to earth. As though, perhaps, if he and Cole played their cards right, she wouldn’t mind trading in city life for country life in Wyoming. 

“Pleasure.” Emily smiled and nodded towards Cole, who tipped his hat in her direction in greeting. From the expression on Cole’s face, Mason surmised he wasn’t the only one a bit taken aback by her looks. It should make him feel better that he wasn’t the only who’d been momentarily struck dumb, but it didn’t. He couldn’t afford to be attracted to the newest chef. The paradox of it, given their current situation, was not lost on him.  

“I’m glad you made it early. Hopefully the drive wasn’t too hard on you. If you like, I can have the front desk get your belongings to your cabin. Then I can show you the restaurant and where you will be working,” Mason said as he emerged from behind his desk and walked toward her. He gestured with his hand outstretched to take the case from her and help her out. Miss Fox really was a small thing. While he was six one, he had to look down to meet her gaze. He hadn’t known what to expect—certainly not the vision before him.  

Yet instead of handing it over, she shifted the case behind her back and held her other palm up, stalling his forward progression.  

“Hold up, cowboy, no one touches my knives without losing body parts. I know I agreed to accept the position over the phone, but I need to see the kitchen first before we go any further, Emily said, her sultry voice making him think of sex. Long, languorous, Tantric style sex before a roaring fire. Sex that left a body boneless and too sated to move. Her voice was sex, plain and simple. And it made his dick hard in his jeans. Mason tempered the unexpected and rather unwanted desire she stirred within him. Or tried to. 

Instead he settled on annoyance with a simmering underbelly of lust, which only served to piss him off. It had been way too long since he’d availed himself of the subs at Cuffs & Spurs. And his knee-jerk reaction to his new chef proved that. If Miss Fox was going to prove to be a mistake, he’d rather know now. And if her bossy attitude didn’t end, he would toss her out on her ass. Contract or no.  

If you want to lug a heavy suitcase, be my guest, sweetheart. I think we need a demonstration, a sample of your skills, before we go any further. Don’t you?” Mason challenged, letting his annoyance creep into his voice. She’d accepted the position without the clause of needing to see the kitchen first. So she thought she could toss in an extra demand, put a wrench in his plans to bring the lodge back from the brink, test who was in charge? It wasn’t her. Miss Fox could try but she would fail. This was his place and he would fight like a rabid dog to save it, to protect it further from outside harm. He wouldn’t ever allow the lodge or himself to be overrun by a pretty face.  

She smiled. The air was charged between them, electrified, as she stared him down, then said, “Cowboy, once you’ve had my cooking, you will be my slave and beg me to stay.” 

An image of Emily, collared, naked, and on her knees begging him to take her, flashed through his mind. The unbidden thought unleashed a windfall of lust and it roared through his bloodstream. Mason tensed, beating back the unsolicited desire. Compartmentalizing the unwanted, erotic images, he narrowed his gaze. “Doubtful. I could take my pick from twenty line cooks today from one of the restaurants in town.” 

She rolled her eyes in an exasperated fashion and asked, “Then why did you call me?”  

“That’s what I’m beginning to wonder,” Mason retorted, not admitting that he wanted a chef at the top of their game. That he believed if they offered culinary delights not found at other resorts or restaurants, they would attract customers, and maintaining the current menu that was a crowd favorite was paramount.  

She was their Hail Mary Pass, even though she didn’t know it. Nor would he tell her that. She already had an overabundance of confidence.  

Cole intervened, severing the electric livewire connection as he stepped between them. Mason finally inhaled a deep breath while Cole gave him a brief glance with his brows raised high enough they nearly disappeared beneath his Stetson, and a what the hell? expression. Then Cole shifted fully toward Miss Fox, his face calm with the pleasant smile he typically used to win over a sub, and said, “Emily, why don’t I take you over to the restaurant and you can see if it’s to your liking? We updated the kitchen two years ago and have all the latest equipment. Not that I have any idea what all those gadgets do.” 

It was the gamine grin, the spread of her pale pink lips exposing her straight, white teeth, and transforming her face into breathtaking. And it was directed at his brother. It shoved Mason toward caveman status. He wanted to snarl at Cole to back off, not to touch her, that she was his. Which was fucking asinine, and only fueled his internal engines to near record levels. 

“That would be fabulous. Thank you. Is he always like this?” she asked Cole, indicating Mason with a jaunty tilt of her head. Her hair shifted, making it shimmer.  

A half grin spread over Cole’s face and he replied, “No. Sometimes he’s worse.” 

Emily’s full-bodied, sexy laugh sucker-punched Mason in the sternum. The sound skittered along his spine and pooled in his groin. The throaty, jazz singer sound made him wonder what she sounded like when she came. It made him yearn to discover whether she was a screamer or issued almost silent, throaty moans. There was a part of him that wanted to bend her over his desk and fuck her until his legs buckled.  

“Good to know,” Emily responded with another shake of her head which made the waterfall of red tresses shift and move like flames. The color was so vibrant, Mason ached to feel the strands in his hands. Would they be as soft as he imagined, or would they singe his flesh?  

“It is; better to be armed and prepared. If you’ll follow me,” Cole murmured, diffusing the situation and ignoring Mason.  

“Honey, I’d follow you anywhere,” Emily flirted. With his brother. Jealousy gripped Mason, which was idiotic at best. He couldn’t want Emily. Wouldn’t allow himself to desire her. One, she was his employee and there were some roads that were better left untraveled. Two, he wasn’t sure he liked her. She was brash and mouthy, and most likely as vanilla as they came.  

But that didn’t seem to matter to his dick, who liked the thought of playing boss and naughty secretary with her a little too much. 

Except then Cole picked up the ball Emily had lobbed his way and responded, “Likewise, sweetheart. Mason, you coming?” 

Almost.  

And from a damn fantasy. He shook his head, attempting to distill the lust raging through his veins. He bit out, “I’ll be right behind you two.”  

Mason watched Cole lead Emily from his office. His gaze, trained on her perfectly formed, heart-shaped ass, did nothing to detract from the fantasy. He adjusted himself and winced at the discomfort.  

Breathing deeply, he called on his training, on the stalwart control that made him a Master, to corral his needs to a more manageable state. Using that control, he remembered the last time he’d allowed lust to guide his actions. It was akin to dousing himself with a bucket of ice water.  

The absolute last thing Mason would do would be to allow his hormones to do his thinking for him. He’d done that once, and look where that had gotten them.  

 

Kitty Ranma on 09/04/2018 02:50am
A great beginning for a spinoff of a spinoff.
The first book in this is his unexpected love, his scandalous love is the next book and then there's this one.
I can't wait for more of this series, I want to say more about this story but I absolutely hate spoilers, so I won't go into details.
Reasons I enjoyed this book:
Wonderful characters, Page-turner, Great world building, Unpredictable, Original, Easy-to-read, Entertaining, Sexually Action-packed, Steamy.
Bookshelves/tags:
adult, bdsm, bondage, club, contemporary, dom-sub, humorous, romance, series, spanking, suspense, western.

I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
Sam on 06/29/2018 12:35am
I love this book. It is my favorite book by this author so far. She did a great job of creating characters with depth that fit well with each author. The plot is engaging and the book is the perfect length.
I received an ARC.
Toni L on 06/17/2018 10:13pm
As with the other books in this series, as well as the Pleasure Island & Dungeon Fantasy series before them, this is a well written, interesting story with great characters. There were some aspects that I particularly enjoyed, even more than previous books. For instance, I loved the care that he had for Emily in the everyday (once he hopped off the yoyo). But I have to agree with another reviewer. I found the language between Mason & Emily at their first meeting to be inappropriate in the light of what's happening in the world today. This is just my opinion, & a year ago I probably wouldn't have noticed. This was the only reason I gave 4 instead of 5 stars.
Jf12574 on 05/30/2018 06:26pm
If you miss this book you will be missing me of the best. Strong plot and description of characters are great and very entertaining. I read an advanced copy and my honest review is you will be disappointed if you miss this one.
Margaret Corcoran on 05/17/2018 01:59pm
I love this series. And it is a series but different. All the characters are well written and described. There is wonderful interaction between them. Emily is lovely, very honest and very hurt. Mason is in trouble and needs her skills. There is lots of hot chemistry between them. There are some hot sexy spicy scenes. I received an ARC copy of this book and I highly recommend it. I enjoyed reading this story.
DONNA L on 05/17/2018 03:48am
5.0 out of 5 starsTaking A Chance At Love
ByDonna Lon May 17, 2018
Format: Kindle Edition
Ms Summers certainly knows how to deliver a delicious story,she has a gift and is well versed in the BDSM lifestyle.The many layers of the characters are slowly revealed as the story progresses,leaving
us with an understanding of their emotional wellbeing and traits.Mason and Cole Stewart have taken
a huge hit, their chef embezzling millions of dollars,leaving their business floundering.Emily Fox,has been
blacklisted from her job in Los Angeles and she needs to prove herself as the new chef at Black Elkhorn
Lodge.This was no mean feat as Mason is at war with the world.There was a definite connection between
them but Emily is an employee,Mason's rule stands,hands off at all cost.That is until, Emily sneaks into the Cuffs and Spurs BDSM club.Mason's caveman personality came out in full force ,a possessiveness he just could not explain,she rocked his world and they were dynamite together.Mason crossed boundaries taking Emily to his bed,he pulled back but then she used him for her own pleasure.Mason could no longer resist Emily,they were destined to be together,his submissive for life.Unfortunately,the past has a way of raring it's ugly head and destroying their newfound happiness.Can Mason convince Emily to let him explain and give him another chance.Emily was feisty at times,earning her punishments at the hands of Mason.I did not like Mason very much at first,he was harsh and while denying his growing feelings for Emily.Reading Emily's journey into submission at Mason's hands was exciting,he wanted to possess everything about her, not just her body.What a ride,I just plowed through this book enjoying every page.
Hope W on 05/13/2018 10:54am
His Wicked Love is a wonderful addition to the Cuffs and Spurs series. The storyline is believable and interesting and the characters are developed and opinionated. Emily the new chef and Mason one of the owners of the Elkhorn Lodge play a cat and mouse game with chemistry that is off the charts. However, learning to trust after being hurt can be a challenge. With a lot of fun, love, spanking, erotic sex, a roller coaster ride of emotions and some twists and turns within this story it is a must read 5 star book! I highly recommend reading this great addition to the series and can't wait to read the next book. I voluntarily received an arc copy of this book.
Pico1 on 05/12/2018 06:26pm
Another enjoyable book in the Cuffs and Spurs Series. Mason and Emily are both people with a past of problems and issues, and they meet when she goes to work for his ranch as a cook. Both are interesting, ambitious and intelligent %u2013 and the affair that develops is warm and believable. As a dom, Mason is straight forward and caring %u2013 and Emily learns to love being a submissive. There are problems along the way, but these two wonderful people end up with an HEA.
Lillie322 on 05/12/2018 04:37pm
I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book. Mason and his brother run a Lodge and Resort and when Emily the new chef shows up, Dom Mason is intrigued. Emily didn't come there to explore the BDSM world, but after meeting and clashing with the strong, dominant Mason, perhaps it's inevitable. Spanking, clamps, bondage, anal.
Ajjmb on 05/11/2018 04:47pm
His Wicked Love is the second book in the Cuff and Spurs series. This book is a stand-lone book. Emily is a an up and coming chef trying to make her own mark on the culinary world and from the description of her food she is doing a good job. Mason is the owner of the Elkhorn Lodge and restaurant and he has already been badly burned by a previous relationship who just happened to be the previous head chef. There is an instant attraction between these two that Mason has a terrible time fighting. Emily wants to explore the world of BDSM and Mason has staked ownership. The story quickly gets really hot. As usual Anya Summers has written a very erotic novel that I totally enjoyed. I voluntarily reviewed an advanced copy of this book.
Nancy Hughes on 05/09/2018 09:00pm
I enjoyed this bdsm story of spitfire Emily and Dominant Mason. She has no idea about the lifestyle, but is intrigued. Fun spanking story.
I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book.
Redrabbitt on 05/09/2018 06:24pm
Chef Emily Fox will leave Los Angeles after her nasty publicized departure from her job where her boss, the head Chef tries to take credit for all of her signature dishes that pulled his failing restaurant out of the gutter and made it a hit. Her family isn%u2019t happy with her choice of careers and have never offered her support. Her mother is insistent that she come to work with her in real estate, but all Emily wants to do is create food dishes and make people happy.

Mason Stewart blames himself for the mess they are in with Black Elkhorn Lodge, the restaurant is closed, and their creditors need to be paid. Getting involved with Claire and not keeping an eye on what all she was doing falls on him, not his brother, Cole. Bringing in another chef will help them keep reservations because they are losing too many nothing having it opened to their guest. But he needs to keep this a business relationship, and not let it get personal.

The plot will have Emily showing up to start her job, and while Cole is kind, Mason is angry. He wants to throw in all kinds of new stipulations on her employment. But she isn%u2019t one who just backs down, and she can give it back to him as fast as he dishes it out to her. There is so many tte--ttes between them, and yet deep down, there is an underlying attraction. But Mason can%u2019t afford to mess this up; he owes it to Cole and himself to put business first.

With Emily in charge of the kitchen, with her creative dishes, the guest are happy, the staff is happy, and the receipts are proving she is making a difference and that keeps the brothers happy. Emily is allowed to do what she loves, create enticing dishes and please the palate of the guest. But what happens when she and Mason come to a head. They have danced around a sexual attraction that just sizzles below the surface. When they finally succumb to their passion, it is explosive. But not everyone will be happy with this relationship; it can only spell disaster for the business.

Emily comes up with several creative ways to promote the restaurant and the lodge and not only are the ideas; she has the business sense to place her proposals on paper and show how they will work. Can her business sense, along with her delicate dishes help save the business from failure?

The story also is the introduction of Emily into a submissive role in a D/s relationship with Mason. They have the chemistry, the passion, and they can no longer deny what is going on between them. Mason wants to help her on this journey, and she consents to his dominance.

The story has plenty of angst, some secrets, some omission of information, passion, anger, exploration, and new beginnings. There are mild BDSM scenes, introduction into a D/s relationship, bondage, and explicit sex scenes.
LuCinda Beebe on 05/09/2018 12:04pm
I am in love with this author's books and this one is no exception! Ms. Summers drew me in through her words and plot twists to care a great deal about the two main characters, Mason, who is part owner of the Black Elkhorn Lodge and Emily, the new chef Mason just hired. Mason is hot, opinionated, and a Dom and Emily is sassy, beautiful, intelligent, and finding out if she is a submissive. Mason's previous chef ended up having a relationship with him but she embezzled money from the lodge and almost caused it to go bankrupt which Mason blamed himself for. There is depth and some twists and turns to this tale. I would recommend this book to anyone that enjoys BDSM stories.
Nicolette on 05/09/2018 06:46am
Mason needs a new chef to save the Black Elkhorn Lodge and Resort from ruin Emily needs a job as she left her prior job on a sour note and wants a new start. From the moment Mason meets her the sparks fly and soon things get real hot an interesting. A nice entertaining read.
Lalaland on 05/08/2018 11:11pm
This is the third outing in the little latest series about the Cuff and Spurs BDSM club and it%u2019s members. Together with his brother Cole, Mason runs the Elkhorn Lodge and Resort near Jackson%u2019s Hole Wyoming. The Lodge has been a very successful enterprise up until the chef, who was enjoying a fling with Mason left having cleared out the company bank account. Although she has been caught and is in custody all the money ie running costs and profits have not been found so the Lodge is struggling to stay afloat and continue running. This is not helped by the fact that with no full time chef the restaurant has been closed and many guests have been cancelling their reservations. Enter Emily a sous-chef recruited from a fine dining restaurant in LA. There is an instant spark between herself and Mason but he is determined that this time he will keep things strictly on a business footing. Being an Anya Summers book this is just not going to happen, so Mason becomes very surly and unpleasant in an attempt to put Emily off and she responds to him in kind. Emily is a great chef and is very invested in making the restaurant a success and as you can imagine there is great passion, some hot BDSM and power exchange, heartbreak, hot make up sex and an eventual HEA. I liked Emily, she was feisty and smart, Mason was a bit of a twit a lot of the time but he came good in the end and this is shaping up to be an entertaining series. I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy.
Rhonda on 05/08/2018 09:14pm
Sexy addition to the Cuffs and Spurs series

Emily and Mason are a great couple. Emily's strength and brashness was a perfect to Mason's alpha ways. Anya Summers infused their relationship with sexual chemistry off the charts, witty banter and an interesting journey to their HEA.
I received an advance reader copy from the publisher.
Jessica N on 05/08/2018 01:33pm
His Wicked Love is the third book in the Cuffs and Spurs Series. Mason and his brother%u2019s resort is looking at financial ruin, thanks to a betrayal from their previous chef. When Emily comes along, she brings fresh ideas for the kitchen, exciting ways to bring in more money, and enough sass to bring Mason%u2019s dominant nature to the surface. They both try to fight their attraction, but when they give in, its explosive and so right. But when Emily%u2019s trust is broken, can Mason bring back her light, joy, and love?

I really enjoyed reading this book! Mason and Emily had such a rough beginning, with abrasive attitudes and a lot of holding back their passion. I loved Emily because she was brash and super honest about what she was feeling, but had this huge vulnerability that would make her your best and most loyal friend. Mason had a lot to work out in terms of his pride and what he wanted in his future, but I loved how well he took care of Emily and how much he loved his resort. I loved seeing familiar characters, but this book could completely stand alone in the series. This book provided a lot of entertainment, some really passionate scenes, and a love for not just the man, but the place as a whole!

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