Coming August 4, 2015
Disavowed by those he swore to protect…
Tennessee Smith is a wanted man. Betrayed by his government and hunted by his former employer, he’s been stripped of everything he holds dear. If the CIA finds him, they’re sure to take his life as well. His only shot at getting it all back is taking down the man who burned him. He knows just how to get to Senator Hank McDonald and that’s through his daughter, Faith. In order to seduce her, he must become something he never thought he’d be—a Dom.
Overcome by isolation and duty…
All her life, Dr. Faith “Mac” McDonald has felt alone, even among her family. Dedicating herself to helping others and making a difference in the world has brought her some peace, but a year spent fighting the Ebola virus in West Africa has taken a toll. She’s come home for two months of relaxation before she goes back into the field. After holding so many lives in her hands, nothing restores her like the act of submission. Returning to her favorite club, Mac is drawn to the mysterious new Dom all the subs are talking about, Master No. In the safety of his arms, she finds herself falling head over heels in love.
Forced to choose between love and revenge…
On an exclusive Caribbean island, Ten and Mac explore their mutual attraction, but her father’s plots run deeper than Ten could possibly have imagined. With McKay-Taggart by his side, Ten searches for a way to stop the senator, even as his feelings for Mac become too strong to deny. In the end, he must choose between love and revenge—a choice that will change his life forever.
“Do they really call you Master No?”
He chuckled. “Apparently. But you’re not going to call me
that. Are you?”
He was right back to staring at her lips. Actually, it was
nice to see the horny side of Tennessee. She loved his name. It fit the man.
Enigmatic. “Why do they call you that?”
He scooted closer to her, so close their chests almost
touched. “Because I don’t play around. Not with women who don’t mean something
to me. I have my duties at Sanctum and I fulfill them, but I’m not indulgent
with women who don’t belong to me. I tend to be very much the opposite.”
Another thing she didn’t understand. Even in their texts and
Internet conversations, he’d been indulgent with her. He seemed to want to see
her do things that pleased her. He’d ordered her to eat chocolate one night
when she said she shouldn’t because she was worried about her weight. She did
not make that mistake twice. He’d watched as she’d had her first real chocolate
in almost a year. “You’re not that way with me.”
“I have a contract that states very plainly you do belong to
me.” He stared at her for a moment and she had an unnerving thought that he
could see right through her. “You’re not afraid of what could happen to you
after yesterday. You’re afraid of what could happen between the two of us.”
Well, he wasn’t pussyfooting around the situation. “Like I
said, it feels different than I thought it would. I feel more than I thought I
would.”
He moved in again and she could suddenly feel his heat all
over. Not just his heat. Something really big and really hard was resting
against her thigh. It was fairly close to where it should be. Could be. Might
be soon.
“There’s nothing wrong with that, Faith. Did you really want
to sleep with a man you didn’t know?”
That three weeks had been the difference. She supposed she’d
expected they would get in touch but not a lot more. They would come together
to play and have sex. It felt like more than sex. Being so close to Tennessee
felt more intimate than actually having sex with Roger. “No. I thought I did. I
thought it was kind of the right thing to do. Real relationships are hard for
me. My career is kind of demanding.”
His fingertips brushed over her collarbone. God, he was
killing her. “Yes, it’s demanding, but you know what I think?”
He leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose, a sweet
gesture.
He was being so tender with her and she wanted to scream at
him to just jump on her and have his wicked way. Her body was getting primed.
Her nipples were so hard. They might climb off her body and try to get between
his ridiculously sexy lips. “I don’t. I don’t know anything right now.”
Except the fact that she wanted him. It was probably a bad
idea, but she wanted him.
“Then let me help you out, darlin’. You don’t have to think
for a while. Let’s both stop thinking and follow our instincts for once.” He
moved in and his lips caressed hers.
Easy, thoughtful, at first he simply pressed his mouth to
hers, letting them rub together as though taking stock of the feel of her. Ten
didn’t overwhelm her. He started slow. He let her sigh against him as he
brushed his lips over hers and let her taste the mint on his mouth.
She gasped and pushed against him. “You already got up and
brushed your teeth.”
The most devilish look went over his face and he stopped
playing. He rolled over and his body was on top of hers, his hips coaxing her
legs to open wide. Before she really knew what he was doing, his cock was right
on her core. “Yes, I did. I woke up and I showered and brushed my teeth, and my
poor little sub slept the morning away. I came back out here and climbed into bed
with you and waited for my moment. I’m going to eat you up, Faith.”
His mouth covered hers and she couldn’t fight him. It felt
too good. His tongue surged and he seemed eager to devour her. His mouth
slanted over hers again and again, his body heavy but in the best of ways. She
loved his weight bearing her down into the mattress. There really wasn’t enough
space for the two of them, but they didn’t need it. They simply nestled
together until she wasn’t sure how to untangle their limbs. His chest pressed down,
warmth flaring through her as his tongue invaded.
He’d gotten up and prepared himself for her. Oh, he wasn’t
giving her the same courtesy, but he didn’t seem to need it. He wasn’t acting
like a man who wasn’t enjoying himself.
“Stop thinking, Faith,” he growled against her lips. “You
taste good. You’re fucking perfect and I dreamed about doing this all night.
Best dreams I’ve had in forever. I’m not waiting for you to decide you’re good
enough for me. I’m telling you. You’re perfect and I want to fuck you more than
I want my next damn breath.”
He took her mouth before she could respond and she just kind
of melted under him. There was nothing else to do. He’d taken control and she
needed this.
He kissed her and his hands explored, running under her tank
top and up to the under curve of her breast. His cock was suddenly right on top
of her mound. Only her pajama bottoms, thin undies, and his boxers were between
them. She could feel the hard line of his erection jutting between her thighs,
dragging over her pussy in a blatant imitation of what he would do once he got
inside her.
“Dreamed about this all damn night.” He shifted off to the
side and his hand suddenly cupped her, one thumb brushing over her nipple.
“Hell, I’ve dreamed about this since we started talking, Faith, and I think you
have, too. That’s why you’re acting so skittish this morning. You like me.”
So arrogant and so damn right. She couldn’t help but smile
at him. “I do. I like you a lot, Tennessee.”
He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Well, that’s a good thing because I like you, too, Faith.”
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