Heidi considers herself a strong, independent, professional—definitely not the type to fall for a macho, dominant alpha-male like her neighbor in 6F. Yet when she overhears his kinky, sensual escapades one evening, she finds herself as intrigued as she is horrified. Surely that’s not spanking she’s hearing? And are those whimpers from the woman in his bed caused by pleasure or pain? She tells herself she is not attracted to...whatever they are doing. But when she has an unfortunate run-in with Mr. 6F himself, the connection is electric. To her great consternation, she finds herself imagining what it would be like to be under his authority, or bound to his bed.
Dominic thinks he’s tasted all the pleasures the lifestyle has to offer without the messy complications of an emotional connection or commitment...until he meets Heidi. The night she finally gets up the nerve to ask him to put her over his knee, he's more than happy to oblige. This sassy, adorable woman draws out of him a desire to protect and lead, awakened with growing fervor as he introduces her to the erotic, intoxicating world of dominance and submission.
But when Heidi and Dom are thrown together in an unlikely series of events that tie them together professionally, they must separate business from pleasure. Or will they?
And now the excerpt. I'm kind of loving it...
“Please stop touching me,” she whispered. He immediately withdrew his hand.
She blinked. “I'm sorry. I just...am having a hard time thinking clearly.”
He smiled. “Understood. What else do you want to know?”
She bit her lip before speaking. “How does your submissive tell you she's had enough?”
“We have a safeword.”
He nodded, finally doing what he'd wanted to do so long, running his fingers through her long, soft, gorgeous hair. He sighed. It felt so nice.
“A word we agree on ahead of time, so that if it gets to be too much, you can tell me to stop.”
“Okay,” she whispered. “So it's all contingent on consent?”
He drew her up on his lap, so she was facing him, his hands on her hips.
“Absolutely,” he said with emphasis. “Always.” Consent with some of his one-night-stands he'd picked up at the club had been nebulous. With Heidi, it was imperative.
Her eyes widened. “Always?”
“Always,” he promised.
She leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
“Then show me, Dom. Please. I want to know.”