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Series: Sin City Uniforms, book five standalone
Release date: October 27, 2015
Morticia knows a secret…
I was lucky enough to have a little chat with the talented Morticia Knight and she shared a hot and sexy tidbit with me that Allistair and Steve have a shared sexy fetish…they love lingerie.
Can the kinky billionaire owner of Dark Fantasy Resort Casino capture the heart of a muscled SWAT officer with a secret fetish?
SWAT Team Hostage Negotiator, Steve, wonders why he can’t stay away from the spoiled rich Allistair, owner of Dark Fantasy Resort Casino. They have mutual kinks - ones Steve can’t find with other lovers—but there’s something else about the emotionally detached, beautiful man that calls to him.
Billionaire Allistair stays alone in his luxury penthouse apartment at the top of Dark Fantasy, terrified of the real world and of opening himself up to genuine emotions. He takes lover after lover, all of them allowing him to do whatever he wants to their bodies, in the hopes that they can scam something from him.
One night is all he ever shares with a plaything—he knows they only want the money and luxury he can offer them and nothing more. But the down to earth Steve is different. They share the same kinks and are explosive when together. But could the muscled law officer ever want more than the lust-filled encounters that have become such an addiction?
As they grow closer, they discover they also have to find a balance between Steve’s everyday world and Allistair’s entitled world before they can truly find an ever after. They also have to make sure Allistair stays safe. Filthy rich playboys are too tempting to those who seek the ultimate payday—and who aren’t afraid of hurting someone to get it.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of BDSM and fetishism.
Categories: Contemporary, M/M Romance
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Cover Artist: Posh Gosh
“Stay with me, baby. Feet apart.”
Allistair settled on his haunches. He went through the motions of opening up the bar then clamping it around Steve’s ankles. Once he had Steve restrained, he lifted his eyes. Steve’s cock had filled and he was pleased to see Steve staring down at him. There was a good connection.
Rising, he took a moment to appreciate Steve’s masculine beauty. Steve’s chest jutted out, muscles bunching as he tested the bindings. His impressive thighs were spread apart, and they showcased full, smooth balls from which rose Steve’s rigid column of flesh. The crown was almost scarlet in color, the slit leaking the first drops of pre-cum. Allistair knew its flavor, ached for it, but kept his focus instead on what was best for Steve.
Allistair advanced on him, but stopped short of their bodies touching. He was close enough that Steve would be aware of their shared heat and Allistair could smell Steve’s arousal. Maintaining eye contact, he gripped Steve by his throat, tight enough that all of Steve’s attention would switch to that, but not enough to cut off his air. He squeezed a bit more, Steve’s jaw working, his rate of breath rate accelerating. Steve’s Adam’s apple slid across his palm repeatedly as if Steve was testing his ability to swallow.
“Who has you?”
Steve’s lips barely parted and Allistair waited for him to answer. His tongue flicked out to give them a quick swipe then disappeared again. Allistair increased the pressure of his grip.
“Who has you?”
His tone had been sharper, Steve’s eyes widening as he swallowed again. There was the faintest of whimpers. Allistair kept his hand wrapped around Steve’s throat, his gaze boring into his lover, never wavering so as to let him know that Steve was all that mattered to him at that moment. He didn’t increase the pressure around Steve’s larynx, but he didn’t decrease it either. The strong thump of Steve’s jugular throbbed under his thumb as he waited for his lover to give himself completely over to Allistair’s care.
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Let’s talk about Morticia:
Morticia Knight spends most of her nights writing about men loving men forever after.
If there happens to be some friendly bondage or floggings involved, she doesn’t begrudge her characters whatever their filthy little heart’s desire. Even though she’s been crafting her naughty tales for more years than she’d like to share – her adventures as a published author began in 2011.
Once upon a time she was the lead singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She currently resides on the northern Oregon coast and when she’s not fantasizing about hot men she takes walks along the ocean and annoys the local Karaoke bar patrons.
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