Belong To Me by Shayla Black
Belong To Me
Wicked Lovers, Book 5
Publisher: Berkley HEAT
ISBN-13: 978-0425243152
ISBN-10: TBA
Release Date: October 4, 2011
Genre: Erotic Romance
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She's undercover and in over her head…
When FBI analyst Tara Jacobs' fellow agent and best friend goes missing while investigating a sex ring, Tara goes undercover as a submissive in a Dallas BDSM club called Dominion. But no man can top a woman with Tara's moxie convincingly enough—until an edgy, dangerous Dom takes control of the scene and sets her heart racing with a single, commanding glance. Too bad he's also the man who stole her innocence years ago—and the one to whom she will never submit.
He's got everything under control…until he falls for her again.
Navy SEAL Logan Edgington once left the woman he loved to save her life. He knows Tara will never forgive him, but he has no doubt that he possesses the knowledge to master her fears and the strength to guide her through an unfamiliar world of pleasure and pain. He alone can protect her on a dangerous mission that reveals both wicked depravities and terrible secrets. Logan relishes the exquisite torture of holding her again, feeling her uninhibited response. No matter how much Tara insists their fling will end after this mission, he's determined that she will be his again—and this time, he'll never let her go.
Naughty Excerpt
Xander ran a finger through her very wet pussy. "She definitely likes that idea."
"Remember, Cherry, no coming unless I say so." He turned to Xander. "Blindfold her."
Xander grinned as he went to the cabinet in the corner and came back toward her with something that looked like a black, lacy sleep mask.
She struggled, shaking her head. "I need to see what's happening."
"Remember your promise. You get no say in this scene, so you don't need to know anything. I'm calling the shots."
"If I can't see, how will I understand the point of this exercise," she improvised. The truth was, being blindfolded and touched by both of them excited her and scared her spitless at once.
A sexy smile lifted Logan's lips. "Trust me, you'll get the point quickly. Xander, go."
All too quickly, the mask settled over her eyes, and Tara was plunged into darkness. Immediately, she worked to tamp down her panic and focused in on her other senses. The cold air grazing her hard nipples and the wet folds of her heated flesh. Xander's breath on her face as he hovered. The tangy taste of apprehension in her mouth. The rustling of clothing as Xander moved away, then returned.
He brushed a thumb over her clit once, twice. The need in her belly twisted tighter. Again, he pulled away. A few moments later, a mechanical humming buzzed—just before he settled something that vibrated directly over her clit. It gave her a jolt of pleasure.
"Oh God," she cried out.
"Is he hurting you?" Logan asked.
Xander moved the little device to one side of her clit, then another, awakening more nerves. Just when his stimulation of that spot made her desire spiral, he eased back over the hood and started the cycle all over again. He moved the toy around until the fire engulfed not just her greedy nerve-filled nub, but her very skin and blood. Tara's sex clenched with aching emptiness. Every time Xander eased that little rubbery device over her, he made her arch, gasp, burn just a little bit more.
"Is he?" Logan demanded.
What was the question? Damn, she couldn't recall, could only drown in desire.
"Is he hurting you?" Logan snapped. "I'm not going to ask again."
"N-No." She was panting now. There was no denying that orgasm was mere seconds away—all the more potent because Logan had demanded that a stranger, his friend, make her body want it. Even so, some part of her didn't want to climax for Xander. Instead, she wanted to beg Logan to touch her and drive her to ecstasy in his arms. It made no sense to want the conniving bastard, but the thought pushed her even closer to the edge. God, just another second . . .
"Stop," Logan demanded.
Instantly, Xander lifted the device from her clit, then settled two stationary fingers over her plush, sensitive flesh. She shuddered, mewled.
"It's hard and shuddering," Xander said as if that excited the hell out of him. Then his warm touch left her. The slide of leather told her that
he'd stepped back.
"Excellent." Logan sounded vastly pleased.
