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294 pages, ebook
First published April 23, 2016


“I collapse onto the bed, a quivering wreck of a woman who used to have control over her life, until she let a sexy, charming Brit into her bed and found out what it’s like to completely lose control.”
“I own your pleasure, sweet Ellie. You come when I say you can, understood?”
“Stay,” I whisper. “Stay with me tonight. Stay with me every night for as long as you can."

“I’ve never wanted anything more than I want to be free to love you, Ellie.”

“I’m at home in her arms, and I never want to leave. I’ll do whatever it takes to have her, to have this. It’s everything. Nothing else matters.”


“Tell me I’m not the only one who feels —"
I kiss her because I can’t not kiss her and touch her and want her and everything she’s offering. I want it. I want it so badly, I burn from wanting it. “You’re not the only one,” I whisper when we finally come up for air. Now that I’ve started, I never want to stop kissing her. “I want the same things you do. You can’t possibly know how badly I want all of it.”
“And you’re sure you want to do it this way?”
“I’m sure this is the only way to do it in light of my perpetually single status.”
“It’s not the only way.”
I’m almost afraid to look at him, and when I do, the calculating look he gives me makes my skin heat with awareness of him. “What do you mean?”
“You could ask an old friend who is both handsome and smart, not to mention incredibly charming, to provide the start-up ‘capital’ you require to get your project off the ground.”
“Stay,” I whisper. “Stay with me tonight. Stay with me every night for as long as you can.”
No matter how hard I try, I can’t picture Ellie Godfrey submitting to me or any other man. She’s not a sub, but I am a Dom... In any life other than the one I was born into, I’d want to marry a girl like Ellie and give her as many babies as she wants. But in my life, that’s simply not possible, and I fucking hate that reality.
“I’m sorry I can’t tell you everything you want to know. If I were going to tell anyone, I’d tell you, darling. I swear I would.”
“There you are,” he whispers, brushing the hair back from my face and leaning in to kiss me, “So sweet and so sexy at the same time, and so permanently out of reach.”
“Have you thought that? That I was out of reach.”
“Entirely out of reach for so many reasons.”
“People have all kinds of fantasies,” he explains, “and in clubs such as this, they’re free to explore them in a safe, sane, consensual environment.”
I cling to him, nuzzling my nose into his neck to breathe in the clean, crisp smell of his cologne. “We’re going to fight for this, Jasper. We’re going to fight with everything we have. I’ve waited my whole life for you. I’m not letting you go.”

“Jasper… tall, blond, muscular in a lanky sort of way, handsome as sin, talented as all get-out and a manwhore of the highest order. He’s the proverbial pot of honey when it comes to women, attracting them as effortlessly as he breathes.”
“My body ignites at the images that scorch my brain in the scope of five seconds. Holy shit. Have I gone blind, deaf and dumb, or is Jasper Autry telling me he wants to have sex with me— and make a baby with me?”
“I can do sweet and vanilla to make a baby. But long-term? No way. I’m almost thirty-seven years old, and I found out a long time ago that I’m not capable of nice and sweet as a rule. No, I want hot, dirty, kinky sex. I need it the way some people need caffeine to get through a day. A man reaches a point in life where he’s not willing to compromise on certain things. My kink is nonnegotiable , and thus my realization quite some time ago that I’m likely to remain single rather than have to settle for a nice , wholesome girl who’d rather be electrocuted than tied up, flogged, spanked and fucked every which way to Tuesday.”
“I own your pleasure, sweet Ellie. You come when I say you can, understood?”
“But one taste of the exquisite Ellie Godfrey has thrown my carefully constructed plans straight out the window.”
“I own your pleasure, sweet Ellie. You come when I say you can, understood?”
I collapse onto the bed, a quivering wreck of a woman who used to have control over her life, until she let a sexy, charming Brit into her bed and found out what it’s like to completely lose control.
“And what’s with the finger? For God’s sake, Jasper, that’s just…”
“Awesome?”
“No! It’s weird!”
“So weird that you fucking explode every time I do it? … I can’t believe you’ve never done that before, darling.”
“Why can’t you believe it? I’m a good girl. I don’t do anal.”
That makes me laugh out loud and earns me another scowl. “You do now.”
“Do you ever think that it’s weird the way this has happened sort of all of a sudden between us?
He stands and comes to me, placing his hands on my hips and resting his forehead on mine. “It’s hardly all of a sudden, darling. For quite some time now, if you’re in the room, I’ve found it difficult to look anywhere but where you are.”
“I’ve never wanted anything more than I want to be free to love you, Ellie.”
She’s the answer to every question I’ve ever had about who I am and where I belong. I belong here with her.
“He calls you dahhling,” Leah says, fanning her face. “How do you not spontaneously come every time he says that?”
“I love you desperately, Ellie. I suspect that I have for quite some time, long before I knew what it was like to hold you and kiss you and make love to you. And now that I’ve held you in my arms, I can’t imagine a time that I’ll ever want anything other than more of you.”
