Beck & Call
Serena Traydon was tired of playing it safe. All her adult life, she’d done what was expected—worked hard, went to school, cared for her aging grandfather, and ignored her own needs. Just once, she wanted someone to take care of her and bring her passions to life. But those deeper, darker desires seemed so forbidden without the right partner.
Keith McLauren had spent years training for this moment. He was a Dom and he’d finally found the perfect submissive. She might be his secretary but she’d never been at his beck and call. Could he make her his without ruining everything?
Excerpt-
Master had been able to guide her to incredible orgasms just over the phone. Regardless of how this turned out, did she want to miss out on what he could do in person?
Hell, no! One minute she was still, the next she was scrambling off the bed to follow his orders. She had thirty-five minutes.
In thirty minutes, she was leaving her apartment and praying she wouldn’t run into anyone she knew. Standing at the window next to the main entrance, she waited. One minute early, a black Lexus pulled up. Taking a deep breath, she went outside and got in the car. As the car moved forward, the locks clicked. As a well of panic rushed up her throat, Serena looked toward the driver. There was a dark glass barrier.
Fastening her seatbelt, she leaned back. Closing her eyes, she prayed she wasn’t making the worst mistake of her life.
Fifteen minutes later, the car dipped as it entered a basement garage. The car stopped and the locks clicked. Swallowing down the fear, she opened the door. In the shadows before her, she saw the elevator doors sliding open. Shutting the car door behind her, she walked slowly to the elevator.
Serena paused outside the doors, hesitant. Almost immediately, she was grabbed from behind. A hand covered her mouth as she was wrestled inside and pressed against the wall. She felt the vibration of the doors closing and the car began to rise.
A low husky voice rasped in her ear.
"I don’t know whether to turn you over my knee for being so naïve or to fuck you right now."
Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com
Serena Traydon was tired of playing it safe. All her adult life, she’d done what was expected—worked hard, went to school, cared for her aging grandfather, and ignored her own needs. Just once, she wanted someone to take care of her and bring her passions to life. But those deeper, darker desires seemed so forbidden without the right partner.
Keith McLauren had spent years training for this moment. He was a Dom and he’d finally found the perfect submissive. She might be his secretary but she’d never been at his beck and call. Could he make her his without ruining everything?
Excerpt-
Master had been able to guide her to incredible orgasms just over the phone. Regardless of how this turned out, did she want to miss out on what he could do in person?
Hell, no! One minute she was still, the next she was scrambling off the bed to follow his orders. She had thirty-five minutes.
In thirty minutes, she was leaving her apartment and praying she wouldn’t run into anyone she knew. Standing at the window next to the main entrance, she waited. One minute early, a black Lexus pulled up. Taking a deep breath, she went outside and got in the car. As the car moved forward, the locks clicked. As a well of panic rushed up her throat, Serena looked toward the driver. There was a dark glass barrier.
Fastening her seatbelt, she leaned back. Closing her eyes, she prayed she wasn’t making the worst mistake of her life.
Fifteen minutes later, the car dipped as it entered a basement garage. The car stopped and the locks clicked. Swallowing down the fear, she opened the door. In the shadows before her, she saw the elevator doors sliding open. Shutting the car door behind her, she walked slowly to the elevator.
Serena paused outside the doors, hesitant. Almost immediately, she was grabbed from behind. A hand covered her mouth as she was wrestled inside and pressed against the wall. She felt the vibration of the doors closing and the car began to rise.
A low husky voice rasped in her ear.
"I don’t know whether to turn you over my knee for being so naïve or to fuck you right now."
Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com
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