Blurb:
What
happens when a kink loving woman has to come to terms with a traumatic
episode in her life? Can the broken submissive learn to trust again?
When
Gemma Marshall resigns from a good job to work as a lowly intern in the
heart of the City of London, immediately, the elusive company boss,
Jason Lucas, seduces her.
Following
a whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion, Jason’s need to
dominate her re-awakens her terrifying nightmares and leads to
revelations from both of them. What Jason seeks is an enduring
relationship which means Gemma, if she wishes to win his heart and soul,
has to return to the extraordinary life she’d left behind.
Can
Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the
bedroom or will she finally turn her back on her natural desires?
Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover hunts her down, seeking retribution.
To
Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey
together. It is a complete story. Both characters are sexy and know
what they want. Neither are novices, neither expect love in their
relationship. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom,
there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The
dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.
Trust
is key. Communicating trust. Building trust and maintaining
integrity. And love? It’s not always about love - until Gemma meets
Jason. (Previously published as Trust Me to Know You)
Excerpt:
I’d
taken on a different persona, too—my sassy and self-assured one. She
knew what she liked and had the experience to keep her advantage in the
conversation. When it came to dictating my tastes, preferences and
limits, he’d no say in the matter. As a good dominant he listened,
questioned and acknowledged what he heard. Once all was agreed he was in
charge and I would let him do as he wished. I created the a la carte
menu—he would pick the dishes.
Had he liked my bolshie approach? He certainly smiled a great deal during the proceedings.
I’d told him no piercing, bloodletting nor electric play. Public humiliation was a no for me too. “I assume privacy is important to you, Jason,” I’d pointed out.
He’d smiled wryly. “Depends on your definition of public.”
Something told me I’d find out. I curled my feet up underneath my legs and we moved on.
“Nettles?” He raised his eyebrows.
“They make a nice soup I believe.” I tossed my hair over my shoulder.
He tapped the pen on the paper. “Ah, bloody, ah!”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, I admit, I sat on some for a few minutes, once upon a time.” I grimaced at the recollection.
“And?”
“It fucking hurt, what do you think, that’s what,” I paused. “I could try again.” I ventured with a little grin.
He smiled and marked the paper with a sweeping tick. “Good.”
“Why the keenness?”
“Very useful for training subs who like to masturbate without permission.” The smile turned into a smirk.
“I will endeavour to avoid that then.”
“The training or the masturbation?” He twirled the pen through his long fingers.
“Both perhaps,” I teased.
Had he liked my bolshie approach? He certainly smiled a great deal during the proceedings.
I’d told him no piercing, bloodletting nor electric play. Public humiliation was a no for me too. “I assume privacy is important to you, Jason,” I’d pointed out.
He’d smiled wryly. “Depends on your definition of public.”
Something told me I’d find out. I curled my feet up underneath my legs and we moved on.
“Nettles?” He raised his eyebrows.
“They make a nice soup I believe.” I tossed my hair over my shoulder.
He tapped the pen on the paper. “Ah, bloody, ah!”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, I admit, I sat on some for a few minutes, once upon a time.” I grimaced at the recollection.
“And?”
“It fucking hurt, what do you think, that’s what,” I paused. “I could try again.” I ventured with a little grin.
He smiled and marked the paper with a sweeping tick. “Good.”
“Why the keenness?”
“Very useful for training subs who like to masturbate without permission.” The smile turned into a smirk.
“I will endeavour to avoid that then.”
“The training or the masturbation?” He twirled the pen through his long fingers.
“Both perhaps,” I teased.
Author Bio:
I'm
an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my
books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual
exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then
please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When
not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music,
sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.
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