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260 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 1, 2009


“You know what you’re agreeing to, don’t you, baby?” Damian asked anxiously. “I’m fine just playing, but when I pledge my heart, it’s forever. You’re agreeing that you’ll be mine ’til death do us part. No one else gets to see this ass but me.”
in the not too distant future. They act like their 10 yr age difference is insurmountable. It's 10 yrs!!! 10! Now, I do realize the difference experience-wise between 22 & 32 is big but... since when did 32 equate to geriatric? We all struggle with self image issues but I have a real hard time with the 'poor, unloveable, not-pretty-enough, not-good-enough, (apparently) not-young/old-enough me' tactic especially when it's not executed well & it wasn't here. It felt contrived & I didn't buy it.

"Does it excite you to be under my power, to surrender your pleasure to me, to trust me to give you enjoyment when you deserve it, to be under my control?"
"Yes, sir."


His heart was beating so hard and loud; he was surprised that Damian couldn't hear it. The thought of Damian owning a shot of him, naked and restrained to a bar, made his cock twitch, and he wasn't even gay! Was he?
"We like to think we're in charge, but we poor Tops are the real slaves. We have to do all the work and still deliver the sensations the bottom is looking for, or they complain and we're drummed out of the life in disgrace."





Nick had never been able to please Damian before and hearing approval in his employer’s voice was… heady.
“You need to learn to ask for what you want,” Damian scolded gently. “How will anyone know how to please you if you don’t make your needs known?”