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Married to Jason Lucas, Gemma is handling how to be the wife of a millionaire. In a moment of foolishness, she makes an error of judgement; an act she regrets and she must face the consequences that tumble on afterwards.
Jason married for love, but will he be able to give his wife the romance she desires? His passion to be her Dominant remains strong but can he find a way to meld romance and dominance? After an event leaves him worried for Gemma's safety, he has the idea to take her to New York City. He asks her to submit to a week of escapism involving domination and submission, bondage and kinky sex. Will she agree to trust him and will she survive his style of domination for the duration?
Most importantly - will their love survive the retribution that awaits them upon their return?
Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.
The thought of uttering her safe-word didn’t cross her mind and it was for one major reason—she was determined to become aroused. She wanted to allay any doubts Jason might have that she desired him and only him, that her hunger for her husband was far greater than anything she could have felt for another woman or from wielding that hairbrush, which was his prerogative to use, not hers.
She muttered between her counts and he paused in his rhythmic blows to bend and listen.
“What are you saying?”
“Thank you, oh thank you, Sir,” she repeated, mumbling the phrase repeatedly. The gratitude wasn’t for the spanking, but the acknowledgement that she needed his dominance back in her life.
“Count, Gemma,” he reminded.
The sixty came and she released one last yelp and, “Sixty, thank you.”
“My pleasure, babe.” He skated his fingers down her back.
She nearly slipped off the table at his delicate touch. The tip of her toes kept her balanced and the contrast of his lenient fingertips to the harsh blows wasn’t lost on her. Her backside was a maelstrom of throbbing pain. Between her legs, she dripped with desire. She had reached a state of wantonness, nearly achieving an orgasm under his disciplinary hand, a masochistic tendency, which she couldn’t face or accept. Perhaps, what had aroused her more than anything was when it dawned on her he’d spanked outside his lair and she hadn’t stopped him. He’d breached the agreement and she didn’t mind in the slightest.
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