Here's the big tease:
Once a woman’s deepest, darkest desires have been exposed—whetting her appetite for taboo pleasures of the flesh—her unquenchable hungers will not be denied.
Floggers and whips
Chains and leather restraints
Erotic rewards and punishments…oh my!
Seduced by erotic stories and the forbidden lure of Dominance and submission, Evie Sloan longs to explore the scintillating delights firsthand. While some fantasies are better left to the imagination, for the chance to visit a real BDSM club, she’s willing to take a risk.
Been there, done that, seen it all—or so jaded Dominant Niko Kovalenko thought. Evie’s arrival on the scene reawakens long dormant passions and ramps them up to a whole new level. She’s an exciting challenge—a dangerous temptation—igniting the compulsion to posses. To collar.
Evie is no man’s submissive pet. Niko stripped her bare, shed light on all her secret desires and weaknesses, but it’s still not enough for him. To win her man she’ll have to confront her fears and find a way to bridge the distance between them.
And here's the teensy sample:
(copyright 2010 Nicole Austin, All rights reserved.)
“I’ll give you a tour later.” Niko took a step toward her and she involuntarily took one back. He stalked her across the foyer until she’d backed into one of the columns. “I think we’ll save the playroom for later too. You’ve been driving me crazy all night in that sexy red dress and I have to get my cock in you now.”
“I-uh—” Evie put her palm against his chest.
She couldn’t think with him crowding her and tried to push him back. Niko was unaffected and moved closer. His fingers wove through her hair and cupped the back of her head, which he titled to the side. For the space several long heartbeats he stared into her eyes. Then he said something primitive sounding in a foreign language and slowly descended.
Nothing in the world—at least not to her knowledge—compared with his amazing kiss. Her body softened and her hands fisted his shirt in an attempt to ground herself as his sensual mouth devoured her. His kiss was possessive, demanding. A complete claiming—body, heart and soul.
His free hand slid down her back and grabbed hold of her ass, pulling her even tighter against his hard frame. The length of his cock pressed against her hip. She wanted that. Inside her.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” Niko ordered. He lifted her with ease, as if she weighed no more than a feather.
The firm ridge of his cock slid along her slit. She felt the heat of him right through the layers of cloth.
Evie held on tight as he moved across the room, heading for the stairs. Her fingers went on a sensual quest. She removed the band that held his dark hair back and relished the silky strands sliding through her fingers. Using her nails, she massaged his scalp and Niko drew in a sharp breath between clenched teeth.
She had an advantage over him. Niko had to hold on to her while her hands were free to roam. And roam they did. She brushed over the corded muscles of his shoulders through the silk shirt then moved her hands beneath the material at the open front.
His bronzed skin was smooth beneath her fingers, which traced the delineated groves between his pecs. “So much muscle. I bet you’re strong enough to take me standing up.”
Niko muttered under his breath as he stumbled on the steps. “Damn, Evie. I want to do this right—on a comfortable bed not the hard floor or against the wall.”
She didn’t want to wait. Didn’t need foreplay or a bed. Her panties were soaked and the throbbing of her clit loosened her tongue. “But I’m so wet.” She flexed her thighs and her pussy slid over his erection. “I want you so bad it hurts, Niko.” She slid back down with a moan. “I need you to make it better.”
This time when he stumbled, Niko set her down on the stairs. Her bottom hit the cold marble and Evie squeaked. Pulling off his jacket, Niko positioned the material just so. He moved too fast for her to anticipate, grabbed her hips and flipped her over. The jacket cushioned her knees, helping to protect her from the hard stone.
“Hold on to the rail, Evie, and don’t let go.”
She followed the gruff command without thought, holding on tight as his hands closed on her ankles and spread her legs before continuing upward. He teased the sensitive hollow behind her knee, caught the hem of her dress and dragged it over her legs.
More curses followed as he bared her ass to find the racy black thong she bought on her shopping trip. “Damn, Evie. You trying to give me a heart attack?”
His calloused palms teased over her bottom, across her back and down her hips before covering her cheeks and squeezing. He kneaded her ass, pulling the cheeks apart, opening her in a way she had never been before.
She gasped as a finger circled her anus. “Niko!”
“Has anyone ever fucked you here, Evie?”
He was doing the growling thing again, which made it hard for her to speak much less come up with a coherent answer. And the way his fingers clenched on her ass drove her crazy.
“I need you.”
“Answer the question,” he demanded. “Have you let anyone fuck this gorgeous ass?”
“N-no.” The taboo idea should disgust her. She should be embarrassed to be so exposed, to be discussing anal sex on their first real date. To her complete surprise, the idea excited her. Her pussy clenched, a rush of hot cream coated her thighs. She didn’t care how or where he fucked her as long as he hurried up.
“Damn it, Niko. Fuck me already.”