Disavowed by those he swore to protect…
Tennessee Smith is a wanted man. Betrayed by his government and hunted by his former employer, he’s been stripped of everything he holds dear. If the CIA finds him, they’re sure to take his life as well. His only shot at getting it all back is taking down the man who burned him. He knows just how to get to Senator Hank McDonald and that’s through his daughter, Faith. In order to seduce her, he must become something he never thought he’d be—a Dom.
Overcome by isolation and duty…
All her life, Dr. Faith McDonald has felt alone, even among her family. Dedicating herself to helping others and making a difference in the world has brought her some peace, but a year spent fighting the Ebola virus in West Africa has taken a toll. She’s come home for two months of relaxation before she goes back into the field. After holding so many lives in her hands, nothing restores her like the act of submission. Returning to her favorite club, Faith is drawn to the mysterious new Dom all the subs are talking about, Master No. In the safety of his arms, she finds herself falling head over heels in love.
Forced to choose between love and revenge…
On an exclusive Caribbean island, Ten and Faith explore their mutual attraction, but her father’s plots run deeper than Ten could possibly have imagined. With McKay-Taggart by his side, Ten searches for a way to stop the senator, even as his feelings for Faith become too strong to deny. In the end, he must choose between love and revenge—a choice that will change his life forever.
“Do they really call you Master No?”
He chuckled. “Apparently. But you’re not going to call me
that. Are you?”
He was right back to staring at her lips. Actually, it was
nice to see the horny side of Tennessee. She loved his name. It fit the man.
Enigmatic. “Why do they call you that?”
He scooted closer to her, so close their chests almost
touched. “Because I don’t play around. Not with women who don’t mean something
to me. I have my duties at Sanctum and I fulfill them, but I’m not indulgent
with women who don’t belong to me. I tend to be very much the opposite.”
Another thing she didn’t understand. Even in their texts and
Internet conversations, he’d been indulgent with her. He seemed to want to see
her do things that pleased her. He’d ordered her to eat chocolate one night
when she said she shouldn’t because she was worried about her weight. He’d
watched as she’d had her first real chocolate in almost a year. “You’re not
that way with me.”
“I have a contract that states very plainly you do belong to
me.” He stared at her for a moment, and she had an unnerving thought that he
could see right through her. “You’re not afraid of what could happen to you
after yesterday. You’re afraid of what could happen between the two of us.”
Well, he wasn’t pussyfooting around the situation. “Like I
said, it feels different than I thought it would. I feel more than I thought I
would.”
He moved in and she could suddenly feel his heat all over
again. Not just his heat. Something really big and really hard was resting
against her thigh. It was fairly close to where it should be. Could be. Might
be soon.
“There’s nothing wrong with that, Faith. Did you really want
to sleep with a man you didn’t know?”
That three weeks had been the difference. She supposed she’d
expected they would get in touch but not a lot more. They would come together
to play and have sex. It felt like more than sex. Being so close to Tennessee
felt more intimate than actually having sex with Roger. “No. I thought I did. I
thought it was kind of the right thing to do. Real relationships are hard for
me. My career is kind of demanding.”
His fingertips brushed over her collarbone. God, he was
killing her. “Yes, it’s demanding, but you know what I think?”
He leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose, a sweet
gesture.
He was being so tender with her and she wanted to scream at
him to jump on her and have his wicked way. Her body was getting primed. Her
nipples were so hard. They might climb off her body and try to get between his
ridiculously sexy lips. “I don’t. I don’t know anything right now.”
Except the fact that she wanted him. It was probably a bad
idea, but she wanted him.
“Then let me help you out, darlin’. You don’t have to think
for a while. Let’s both stop thinking and follow our instincts for once.” He
moved in and his lips caressed hers.
Easy, thoughtful, at first he simply pressed his mouth to
hers, letting them rub together as though taking stock of the feel of her. Ten
didn’t overwhelm her. He started slow. He let her sigh against him as he
brushed his lips over hers and let her taste the mint on his mouth.
She gasped and pushed against him. “You already got up and
brushed your teeth.”
The most devilish look went over his face and he stopped
playing. He rolled over and his body was on top of hers, his hips coaxing her
legs to open wide. Before she really knew what he was doing, his cock was right
on her core. “Yes, I did. I woke up and brushed my teeth and my poor sub slept
the morning away. I came back out here and climbed into bed with you and waited
for my moment. I’m going to eat you up, Faith.”
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