Spotlight & Giveaway: Dominik by Sawyer Bennett

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome romance author Sawyer Bennett to HJ!

Hi Sawyer and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Dominik!

 
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Please summarize the book a la Twitter style for the readers here:

He’s the alpha billionaire owner of the Arizona Vengeance. She’s the sister of one of his star players. What could possibly go wrong?
 

Please share the opening lines of this book:

There are those who think they know me. They see a man who’s generous with his money and attention, which makes them think they can command me. They’d be wrong.
I’m already wide awake when my alarm clock goes off at eight. Since it’s Saturday, I’d allowed myself the luxury of sleeping past my normal six o’clock wake-up call.

Please share a few Fun facts about this book…

• He’s the alpha billionaire who owns the Arizona Vengeance.
• She’s the relationship averse little sister of one of his star players.
• Cold Fury readers will see some familiar names.
• All five of the previous Vengeance heroes make an appearance in this book.
• This one is jam packed with some really great playoff hockey action. If that’s your thing.

What first attracts your Hero to the Heroine and vice versa?

Their initial attraction was purely physical, but Willow is drawn to Dominik’s alpha ways and Dominik enjoys the fact that Willow plays hard to get.
 

Using just 5 words, how would you describe Hero and Heroine’s love affair?

Electric, unexpected, undeniable, mutually beneficial.
 

The First Kiss…

It’s not their first kiss, but it’s a hot one!! 😉

“Fuck if you’re leaving. I am going to make us some carbonara because I’m starved after that workout. We’re going to eat, then we’re coming right back to this bed where we’re going to stay all evening. And I don’t want to hear another word about it.”
“But—”
My mouth hits hers for a bruising kiss that’s meant to tame her. When I lift up, I repeat. “All night. I’ll take you home after breakfast.”

Without revealing too much, what is your favorite scene in the book?

Dominik and Willow have a bit of a rift and she storms into the owner’s box during a game to confront him. After he drags her to his office, he makes sure they are *very* much on the same page.

“Admit it,” I whisper, grinding into her ass. “You came here because you wanted this.”
Willow shakes her head frantically, and I chuckle. “Liar. Beautiful, fuckable liar. You totally want it. It’s why you came to the owner’s box.”
She starts to shake her head again, but I slide my other hand between her legs to cup her possessively and she arches against my touch.
“I’ll give it to you, Willow. If you want it.”
A low, keening sound comes from her throat. I take that to mean it’s not just something she wants, but something she needs.

If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would be absolutely crucial to include?

There is a flashback scene that shows one of their previous…*ahem* encounters…and I’d use that to show the chemistry between the two of them…

“Why are you avoiding me, Willow?” he murmurs, voice all deep and velvety.
I lick my lips. “Because I’m not interested. Can’t you take a hint?”
“Little liar,” he growls with a feral smile. “Right now, your eyes are dilated, your chest is heaving and I bet you’re wet just thinking about all the dirty things I could do to you right now.”
I try to swallow, but my throat is so dry.
Noise behind us causes Dominik to swivel slightly, and he makes a rumbling sound of frustration deep in his chest. Then my hand is in his, and he’s pulling me right out the emergency door exit into the back alley behind the restaurant. He turns right, walks half a block down, and pushes me against a wall.
His mouth is on me, his hands on my face so I can’t escape, and then he’s obliterating every bit of common sense I’ve tried to hold on to where this man is concerned simply with the magic of his tongue.
I moan, put my hands on his hips, and pull him in closer. The rigid length of him is hard against my belly, and there is no acceptable outcome other than him to fuck me right here against this wall. All my resolve to ignore him—to pretend he was nothing more than a great hookup—are out the window.
One hand drops from my face, moves to my thigh, and then starts inching up my skirt. My entire body becomes electrified. I lean into him, wanting more, yearning for every long, thick inch of him. A fingertip toys with the edge of my panties.
“I’m not going to fuck you, Willow,” he murmurs against my mouth.
I freeze, disappointment chilling my blood.
He can feel, vibrating straight from my body into his, how much I don’t like his words.
But then he gives me something, biting into my lower lip before he says, “I’m going to give you just enough so every time you feel a rush of blood through your body, you’ll remember my hand between your legs and my name on your lips.”

Readers should read this book …

This book is a fun game of cat and mouse with two extremely stubborn people. It also brings characters in from two other series (Cold Fury and Jameson Force Security), which I think fans of those series will enjoy.

What are you currently working on? What other releases do you have planned?

This year is all about Arizona Vengeance, Jameson Force Security, and Wicked Horse Vegas!! I’ve got 11 releases in total on this year’s publication calendar.

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Excerpt from Dominik:

Regan jabs me with a hard elbow in my ribs, which actually hurts.
“Ouch,” I snap, whipping around to glare at her. “What’s your problem?”
She doesn’t reply. Instead, she throws her thumb over her shoulder toward the end of the row where my dad is talking to a man.
And not just any man… Dominik Carlson.
Looking way too edible in an expertly cut dark blue suit with subtle pinstriping and a striped tie in the Vengeance colors, he has his dark, wavy hair slicked back and a thick layer of stubble on his face. It’s playoff season—the season of the beards—and I’d heard he was going to let his facial hair grow in solidarity with his players.
That spells danger to me as well, as I love a good beard and the way it feels when—
Dominik’s eyes move from my dad to briefly connect with mine. I get a knowing smile—as if he realizes exactly what I’m thinking or he was remembering all the dirty things we did last night.
Regardless, his gaze only briefly stays on me before he resumes his conversation.
“What’s he doing here?” Regan asks, her voice slightly pitched with excitement. In her mind, this is the equivalent of the prince coming to Rapunzel’s tower to claim her.
“No clue,” I mutter, returning my attention to the action on the ice.
That lasts a few seconds before my dad calls my name. I hesitantly glance over at him, noticing my mom had finally taken her seat.
My dad points at Dominik and an usher beside him. “Mr. Carlson has invited us into the owner’s box to watch the game.”
Oh, just fucking great.
He’s making this about more than sex by offering my family an amazing perk, which is definitely outside the purview of our no-strings agreement.
I smile politely at Dominik before shaking my head at my dad. “That’s a lovely offer, but I’d like to stay down here. Dax got us these amazing seats. No offense, but it’s just more fun sitting in the crowd during the playoffs.”
My dad’s face falls in disappointment. For the Detroit game, Dominik had hosted my family in the guest team’s owner’s box, and my dad had been so impressed with the free food and liquor.
I casually lift my chin at Dominik in a show of defiance, conveying that we need to keep the lines between us clear. I stare at him with challenge.
The look I get back causes me to shiver. There’s a flash in his eyes—almost a hint of anger at my refusal—and then something a bit warmer that says he enjoys a challenge. Finally, pure determination to put me under his control shines through. My belly flutters.
Crap… why do I like that feeling so much?
Dominik motions to my dad, indicating he wants to move into our aisle. When my mom and dad stand, Dominik starts carefully edging past them toward me. Regan pops up from her seat to make room. For one fleeting second, I think he’s going to do exactly as he did last night and toss me over his shoulder.
Instead, he ignores me—doesn’t even spare me a glance—but leans over me to get the attention of the fans to my left whom I’d barely paid attention to.
I take them in. A group—two men and two women—approximately my age, all wearing Vengeance jerseys.
Dominik shifts over me a bit more to reach out a hand. “Pardon the interruption… not sure if you know who I am—”
One man jumps up. “Dominik Carlson,” he exclaims, shaking Dominik’s hand enthusiastically.
“Bingo,” Dominik replies with a laugh. “And I’d like to offer the four of you the opportunity to sit in the owner’s box for the game. Any interest? There’s free food and liquor.”
“Hell yes,” the other man exclaims, and all four bounce out of their chairs.
That’s weird.
What’s even weirder, the evil grin Dominik shoots at me. As he starts to back out of the aisle, I dismiss it, though. I have to stand and scoot back so the group can barrel past me to follow him.
I mean… is he trying to make me jealous by taking four strangers to the box? As if that would matter to me.
I catch surreptitious glances as Dominik congregates with the four fans and the usher in the main aisle. He gestures with his hands and motions at the usher, who starts moving up the steps with the group following behind him.
And Dominik stays put.
He watches them for a moment before turning back to me, his mischievous grin now going positively triumphant as he once again edges into our row, past my mom, dad, and Regan, to where I sit.
When I don’t move, he’s forced to step over my legs. As he flops into the seat beside me, he proclaims, “There’s more than one way to skin a cat, Willow.”

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Book Info:

I built myself up from nothing. A product of the foster care system, I learned early on how to fight hard to get what I want. Whether it was starting my first company in college, earning my first billion, or buying my first professional sports team, I know how to get what I want, when I want it.

Until now.

Willow Monahan is fierce, independent, and hot as hell. She also takes great pleasure in shutting down my advances. The younger sister of one of my star players, Willow intrigues me to my very core. And while she may have willingly given me her body, she is hesitant to offer up more. Now I’m on a mission to find out why.

I’ve decided to approach my desire for Willow like I’ve approached much of my life; with persistence, determination, and a whole lot of that Dominik Carlson alpha charm. Buying a hockey expansion team, building the Arizona Vengeance from the ground up, and bringing home a championship may prove to be an easier feat than winning Willow’s heart.

But I’ve never been a quitter.

Willow Monahan… I’m coming for you.
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Meet the Author:

Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released multiple books, many of which have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists.

A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.

Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active daughter, as well as full-time servant to her adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or even better, both.

Sawyer also writes general and women’s fiction under the pen name S. Bennett and sweet romance under the name Juliette Poe.
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