Just when the sex between Gabriel and Isabella is so dark she’s blinded by lust, her stranger takes things to a brand new level of edgy ecstasy.
Being dominated suits Isabella the way a pair of well-worn jeans fit, though she’s struggling to admit that she adores it just the way Gabriel is doling it out. She asks one more thing, realising it’s going to allow him free reign on her body. She’ll let him use and abuse her in a filthy alley that matches her dirty desires, knowing it will bring them closer than ever.
But will it? Gabriel has upped his game. He wants Isabella. He wants to be with her, inside not just her body but also her mind. Take her to places that she has never been before and will ensure that she becomes his for all of time.
Pushing someone to their limit is a risky business, though when hearts are involved and souls connect, it makes it a whole lot more fun and brings strangers together in a way that ties them for all eternity.
Reader Advisory: This book contains anal play.
General Release Date: 16th May 2014
I woke with a pleasant and lazy sense of disorientation. In the moment between dreaming and reality, darkness and light had stolen my thoughts and mixed up my sense of space. But only for a few seconds, because then Gabriel’s body heat reminded me where I was.
I became aware of his flaccid cock against my arse cheeks, his gently rising and falling chest pressing into my back, and his stubbled chin resting by my neck. It all proved that I was exactly where I wanted to be.
In my new lover’s bed.
In my Master’s arms.
I opened my eyes wide and pulled in a breath as I stared at a pair of black and silver striped curtains covering the weakly lit window. My Master? God, where had that come from? Sure, I called him Sir when in a scene, because that’s what he liked, it got him off. But really, was that how my subconscious viewed him now?
He shifted slightly and tightened his grip on me as if to keep me secure within the curl of his body.
I let out the breath I’d been holding and rubbed my palms over his hairy right forearm, which was locked around me, over my waist.
“Are you okay?” he murmured sleepily.
“Yes. I think so.”
“You just think so?”
He kissed my neck, and his sharp facial hair scratching my skin sent a shudder of desire through me.
He chuckled. “My God, you even wake up wanting it, don’t you?”
I turned within his arms and faced him. “I want you.” And I did. I was buzzing for him. Whatever he could give me I wanted it. And the possibility that it could lead to more than sex, to an ‘us’, just made me greedier still.
He swept his palm over my hip, let it drift down my thigh to my knee then back up again to finally cup my face.
His touch brought me to life. The sensations of the night before came flooding back—the exquisite pain, the seemingly endless, earth-moving orgasm, the thrust of his cock in my pussy.
“You look beautiful in the morning,” he said softly. “Being in my bed clearly suits you.”
“Being with you suits me.” I smiled then kissed him gently on his lips.
He moaned a little and pulled me closer. The moan turned into a groan as his now-hardening cock pressed between us.
“It suits me too,” he said, sliding his hand from my face to touch my breasts. “Are you sore?”
I gasped when he tweaked my swollen, tender nipple. “Yes, deliciously so.”
“And this one?” He switched his attention to my other tit.
“Ow. Oh, yes.” I looped my leg over his, shifted so that my pussy was open for his cock.
“What are you doing, Isabella?” he asked, stilling his movements.
“I…” I hesitated. He’d had that tone in his voice just then. The one that told me to be wary. That he was testing me, pushing me, wondering if I was going to step beyond my boundaries as his sub.
I’m not his fucking sub.
“Well?” he asked, staring deep in my eyes with his dark ones. “What are you doing?”
“I…I want us to fuck.”
“And you think you’ll get it when you ask like that?”
Oh, God.
His dick was thick and solid, rubbing against my pubic hair. He wanted it too. I’d bet my last pound he was battling every instinct in his testosterone-soaked body right now. What he really wanted to do was just ram into me, thrust and grind and grab a quick morning orgasm to start the day off with a bang.
Lily Harlem and Natalie Dae have been writing together for several years now on top of their individual author projects. Their joint name is now Harlem Dae. They enjoy being represented by traditional houses including HarperCollins and Totally Bound as well as self-publishing their sexy stories on Amazon.
Both live in the UK and gain great satisfaction from bouncing characters and their raunchy antics back and forth, growing, nurturing and stoking plot lines until they steam off the page and push boundaries. They consider themselves to be solitary, whacky, spontaneous and desirous for many things including perfection and are frequently caught sending messages back and forth referring to each other as Rodney and Delboy.
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