Author Name: Morticia Knight
Book Name: Negotiating Love
Series: Sin City Uniforms
Release Date: October 27, 2015
Can the kinky billionaire owner of Dark Fantasy Resort Casino capture the heart of a muscled SWAT officer with a secret fetish?
SWAT Team Hostage Negotiator, Steve, wonders why he can’t stay away from the spoiled rich Allistair, owner of Dark Fantasy Resort Casino. They have mutual kinks - ones Steve can’t find with other lovers—but there’s something else about the emotionally detached, beautiful man that calls to him.
Billionaire Allistair stays alone in his luxury penthouse apartment at the top of Dark Fantasy, terrified of the real world and of opening himself up to genuine emotions. He takes lover after lover, all of them allowing him to do whatever he wants to their bodies, in the hopes that they can scam something from him.
One night is all he ever shares with a plaything—he knows they only want the money and luxury he can offer them and nothing more. But the down to earth Steve is different. They share the same kinks and are explosive when together. But could the muscled law officer ever want more than the lust-filled encounters that have become such an addiction?
As they grow closer, they discover they also have to find a balance between Steve’s everyday world and Allistair’s entitled world before they can truly find an ever after. They also have to make sure Allistair stays safe. Filthy rich playboys are too tempting to those who seek the ultimate payday—and who aren’t afraid of hurting someone to get it.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of BDSM and fetishism.
Pages or Words: 50,851 words
Steve grunted with each strike of Allistair’s flogger. The blanket they’d laid out for their picnic was sun-dappled as he was sure his ass was too. He imagined there was also plenty of rising welts tinged with red and the beginnings of bruising. He’d be purple and sore for a while. It was so fucking worth it.
The thud of the heavy leather strands of the flogger was a dull sound, one he loved to hear. The snap of the leather tongue of a crop excited him more, but truthfully, he loved them all. It was almost as good as the struggle against the binds while he was being beaten. The combination of the two? Explosive. Cole enjoyed spanking and binding, but he wasn’t interested in any of the whips.
The pain increased along with his struggle. He’d never experienced impact play outdoors, let alone long lovemaking sessions. They’d been by the waterfall, lolling on the grass, eating, fucking, for over three hours. Allistair had woken him from a nap by licking at his hole. Things had progressed from there until Allistair had bound his wrists and ankles together, then helped him slide his knees underneath himself so he could make his ass easily available to strike.
The sting in his flesh was strong, the ache in his muscles deep. The sound of the falling water was musical, peaceful. He drifted out of his body, reaching for it, floating there as his passage was invaded by a thick heavy object. Allistair liked toys too. They liked everything together.
Thinking about what was going on between him and Allistair was yanking him from his subspace, so he refocused on the stretch in his ass. He’d been fucked once that day, so although he was tender from that, he was also still slick and fairly open. But this…thing. Allistair widened him, made him take it, forcing something into him that was much bigger than he’d ever had inside his body. With his ankles bound, his ability to spread himself was limited, which made his passage tighter.
He sucked in a breath to protest, not necessarily safewording, but he was confused by what Allistair was using on him. The gentle press of Allistair’s palm lay across his shoulder blade as he twisted the phallus in and out of his channel, each time moving deeper, stretching him, filling him. He let out a relaxed sigh. It was okay. Allistair had him.
“Are you with me, Steve?” Allistair’s voice was whisper soft.
“Then let it all the way in so I can make you come with it.”
It was too big, too unyielding. He was too aware of the burn, the intense stretch. He only ever came without being touched when someone fucked him just right, but that was a warm body. This wasn’t the same.
“Yes, you can.”
Allistair’s voice was soothing, but it couldn’t change reality.
“Allistair, there’s no point—”
“Ssh. There’s always a point with you. I know that now. Let me take you someplace far away from everything. Let it all the way in.”
Meet the author:
Morticia Knight spends most of her nights writing about men loving men forever after.
If there happens to be some friendly bondage or floggings involved, she doesn’t begrudge her characters whatever their filthy little heart’s desire. Even though she’s been crafting her naughty tales for more years than she’d like to share – her adventures as a published author began in 2011.
Once upon a time she was the lead singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She currently resides on the northern Oregon coast and when she’s not fantasizing about hot men she takes walks along the ocean and annoys the local Karaoke bar patrons.
Where to find the author:Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/morticiaknight
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Cover Artist: Posh Gosh
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