Blood and Fire by R. Brennan

Blurb: College student, Francesca Morgan has finally met the Dominant man of her dreams. Kevin Stevenson is sexy, sure of himself, and knows just how to make her knees quake.

When he takes Frankie to her first fetish party, she is reminded being collared means her Master can do what he wishes with her, including offering her “services” for the evening to a sexy Dominant business associate he is trying to impress.

It doesn’t take long for Frankie to realize their host, Bartholomew Andrews is nothing like any Dom she has ever served. Aside from his devastating looks and heaping financial fortune, Bartholomew can read her thoughts, and knows just how to make her body react.

Can Frankie keep her wits about her and serve at his feet without falling for him, or will Master Amazing steal her heart and her soul in one steamy night of servitude?

Be warned — Contains elements of horror, BDSM, S&M, and a Dom/sub dynamic

 

Excerpt: We took a left at the end of the hall. Kevin stopped in front of an etched mahogany door. He released my hip, put his hand on the brass knob and faced me.

My stomach flip-flopped as his gaze dipped to my collar.

He smiled, and returned his eyes to mine, melting me into my boots. “Time to lose the protective layer.” He held out his hand, lifted a brow. “Coat, please.”

Oh, boy! Heat flushed my cheeks as I untied the belt with quivering fingers and shrugged out of the trench coat. Air rushed over my exposed flesh, raising goosebumps. Rubbing my arms, I looked to Master for approval.

Kevin tilted his head and folded his arms with the coat draped over his elbow.

His reaction sent my teeth in search of my lower lip while my gaze fell to the floor. What am I forgetting?

My toe dug at the tiles. Kevin’s words echoed in my skull–when we get to the party, you’ll be wearing nothing but those pretty boots and a smile. My eyes sought his, a smile of understanding curled my lips.

His foot tapped, the slight sound somehow drowning out the pounding music just beyond the door.

Focused on the expectant look in his dark eyes, my arms bent behind my back. I unfastened the bodice clasps. In a show of bravado, I tossed it aside. My nipples puckered at the sudden change in atmosphere, drawing Kevin’s gaze.

His grin widened. “Nice.”

Before I lost my nerve, I wriggled out of my drenched panties and added them to the satin garment on the floor. Standing upright, I looked to my Master. Shoulders back and chin high, I flashed my collar, pride blooming in my chest.

“That’s my little tigress.” Kevin reached into his jacket pocket and withdrew a chain leash. He clipped one end to the o-ring on the collar, and gave it a yank that vibrated all the way down to my toes. Holding the other end of my leash over his shoulder, Kevin turned the knob and pushed open the heavy door.

 

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BIO: R. Brennan is a subbie brat with a bitch streak, a single parent, and a reformed gaming addict. She works FT as an IT geek for the state of NY and lives in the rolling hills of Upstate NY (you know, where it takes a ten minute drive to buy a gallon of milk and the scent of cows linger in the air). When not reading or writing steamy stories, she enjoys spending time outdoors or travelling with her family.

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