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Dom of Ages
K.C. Wells & Parker Williams
Series: Collars & Cuffs, book seven
Release date: December 21, 2015
Eli may only be thirty, but he has had enough of pretend submissives. He wants a sub who truly knows how to submit. So when he spies Jarod in a BDSM club, everything about the man screams submission. It doesn’t matter that Jarod has to be about twenty years older than Eli. What does age matter, anyway? Not one to miss an opportunity, Eli moves fast and takes Jarod home with him, without thinking things through. All he can see is what he’s always wanted – a sub who wants to serve.
Jarod spent twenty-eight years with his Master, until Fate took Phillip from him. Four years on, and Jarod is still lost, so when a young Dom takes charge, Jarod rolls with it and finds himself serving again. But he keeps waiting for the shoe to drop. Because there’s going to come a point when Eli realizes he’s a laughing stock in the club. Who would want to be seen with a fifty-year-old sub? And when the moment of humiliation does arrive, Jarod flees. He’d be better off with Phillip.
Despite several missteps, what happens forces Eli to understand that Jarod needs him as much as he needs Jarod. But he knows in order to find happiness, they need friends who will understand. A friend keeps telling him Collars & Cuffs is what they need. Eli finally goes to visit, refusing to risk Jarod being hurt again, and finds everything he's heard about the club is true. When he takes Jarod, he watches as his sub is met with open arms. As they settle in to their new life, Eli begins to see things differently. And he dares to think he can have it all. Until the phone call that shows him he didn't realize what he could lose.
Categories: BDSM, Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, May-December Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
When I opened the front door, the delicious aroma hit me immediately. “Hi, honey, I’m home,” I called out and then grinned.
Jarod stuck his head around the kitchen door, eyebrows arched. “‘Honey,’ Sir?” His lips twitched. He disappeared back into the kitchen.
I chuckled as I shucked off my jacket. “It seemed appropriate,” I said with a shrug. “What’s that gorgeous smell?” My stomach growled, a reminder that I’d gone too long since lunch without food. I hadn’t meant to stay so long at the club, but I’d lost all track of time, chatting with the members. I was glad I’d remembered to call Jarod earlier in the day to tell him I’d be late home.
“That is your dinner, chicken casserole with tarragon dumplings,” Jarod said as I entered the kitchen. The table was set, a plate of freshly baked bread cut into chunks in the center of it.
My mouth watered, and my belly gave another rumble.
Jarod smiled. “Someone’s hungry.” He opened the oven and carefully brought out the white casserole dish, which he placed on a mat. I sniffed the air, and he laughed. “Okay, okay, it’s coming.”
I sat down and watched him dish out two plates full of casserole. He brought them to the table and took a seat. “I wanted to make something special for you, as it was your first day back at work.” He gave me a shy smile. “Especially as you had to work late too.”
“That was a really nice thought.” His last remark gave me a pang. Not telling him where I was going had seemed perfectly logical last night, but in the light of day, it felt as if I’d deceived him.
Time to put that right.
The food tasted as delicious as it smelled. We ate in silence for about ten minutes, and when the edge of my appetite had dulled, I put down my fork and regarded him intently. “There’s something I’d like to discuss, and now is as good a time as any.”
Jarod put down his cutlery and nodded. “Okay.”
“I’d like us to go to a club.”
He flinched, his eyes closing tightly. “If that’s what you want, Sir,” he said, ending on a slight sigh.
I couldn’t really blame him for his reaction.
“I know how hard it was for you at the other club, and I need you to understand that I would never put you in that sort of situation again. Okay?” I stared at him, hoping he saw the truth of that statement reflected on my face. After a few seconds, he nodded. Encouraged, I pressed forward. “My friend, Ben, is the bar manager at Collars & Cuffs, a BDSM club on Canal Street. He’s invited us there.” I snickered. “Actually, he’s been trying to get me there for months. He’s a persistent little sod.” Jarod smothered a chuckle, and it lightened my heart. “Anyway, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, so I arranged to meet the club owners first, to ensure we’d be welcome. That’s why I was late tonight.”
My heartbeat sped up when he stared at me with rounded eyes.
“You went there?”
I nodded. “After talking to Ben, I didn’t think we’d be walking into the lion’s den, but I wanted to make sure. And if I went there and didn’t like the feel of the place, well, that was better than taking you there and subjecting you to any unwelcome atmosphere.” I regarded him keenly. “Do you understand now why I didn’t take you with me?”
To my intense relief, he smiled. “You were looking out for me, Sir.”
I returned his smile. “Exactly. As it was, I really liked the club. I think you will too. And as for why I’d want us to go to a club in the first place? I want to show you off, pet. I want everyone to know that you’re mine, but I will only do that if your heart is really into it.” I stressed that last part, my gaze focused on his face.
“Really?” he asked, his voice so soft I had to strain to hear him.
I rose from my chair and went to his side of the table. I tucked a knuckle under his chin and tilted his head. “Yes, really.” I dipped my head and kissed him on the lips. When I straightened, I grinned. “And you taste of chicken casserole.”
He bit back a smile. A deep breath and a moment of silence later he answered me. “I trust you to do what’s best. If you think we should do this, then I will give it my all.”
I tugged him to his feet and pulled him into me. He buried his face in my neck, and I could feel him tremble. His hair smelled of citrus and cedar, uniquely him.
“I’m afraid,” he admitted.
I held him tightly. “I promise you, Jarod, I will always be there for you. Not just because it’s my job, but because you’re mine.”
He melted into my arms, his trembling disappeared. After a moment his breath tickled my neck. “Can we finish dinner now?”
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Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. Wells always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way.
K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, where the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter....
K.C. now writes full time and is loving every minute of her new career.
The laptop still has no idea of what hit it... it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.
Parker Williams began to write as a teen, but never showed his work to anyone. As he grew older, he drifted away from writing, but his love of the written word moved him to reading. A chance encounter with an author changed the course of his life as she encouraged him to never give up on a dream. With the help of some amazing friends, he rediscovered the joy of writing, thanks to a community of writers who have become his family.
Parker firmly believes in love, but is also of the opinion that anything worth having requires work and sacrifice (plus a little hurt and angst, too). The course of love is never a smooth one, and Happily Ever After always has a price tag.
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