5 Stars From Amazon
"Hottest book of 2014 so far!""I loved the struggle and the growth Clay's character had to go through before they could have their HEA."
"The love story between Logan and Clay was beautiful to watch. And while the sex scenes were incredibly hot, you don't ever forget that you're reading a love story between two bull headed men!"
TDP
4 Stars by Tina at The Novel Approach
"The happiness and security Clay feels as Logan's sub practically radiate off the pages of this great book. The loss he feels when he has to take off his collar to go to work literally made me cry." Read the full review HERE.“You’re the only one I want to control. The only one whose submission I want, need, and crave with every part of me, every second of every day.” – Sergeant Logan Pierce
Sergeant Logan Pierce: Head of Houston’s elite SWAT team. He leads his squad with cool efficiency, taking down rough criminals while keeping his team safe. But behind closed doors he sets a darker part of himself free. He’s a Dominant in the world of Bondage and Domination. As a Dom, he’s controlled many submissives, but never had one for his own. That’s because there’s only one man he wants: Corporal Clay Foster.
Corporal Clay Foster: Highly trained SWAT officer. He’s always the first one to face the dangerous situations of their job. Over the years he’d noticed his Sergeant’s secretly admiring glances and suspected his attraction. One night, with one kiss, he’s proven correct. Clay dives headlong into the rough passion of BDSM that Logan introduces him to. He submits to Logan’s control, accepting the sweet shackles that bind him to his Sergeant. But secrets, both his and Logan’s, force him to leave the newfound safety of his Dom’s arms.
Logan refuses to let go of what he’s wanted for so long, Clay as his own, proudly wearing his collar. Clay wants to be his. He knows it and Clay knows it too. Can Logan safely guide Clay through the obstacles that separate them until he can claim his submissive once more?
Excerpt
Two weeks had passed since Clay walked out of Logan’s office in a rage. They’d continued to work together, managing to do so well. They kept to their word this time and put their personal stuff on hold while at work. Except for tonight. Tonight was different.
The team had taken one of the large unmarked SUVs for this operation. On the ride back, Clay was seated next to Logan. Without meaning to, Clay looked over and made eye contact with Logan. Once he had, he found it difficult to look away. They ignored the conversations of the others in the vehicle with them as they gazed at each other, while the two feet separating them felt like nothing. Logan’s eyes dropped to his mouth. Out of habit, Clay bit his lip. Logan’s eyes flashed back to his. Even in the semi-darkness of the truck, Clay could see that there was heat in that gaze. Hot sexual heat. Clay didn’t have to be a mind reader to tell what Logan was thinking. He was thinking of touches and kisses and bodies coming together. Clay’s breathing shallowed, his skin prickled with anticipation. He saw a muscle tense in Logan’s jaw and realized he was holding himself back. Clay cursed under his breath and turned to stare out the window for the rest of the ride.
That was stupid of him. He knew Logan would take what had just happened as encouragement. And he was right. Inside the station, Logan casually stood outside his office door, talking to their team members as they passed. But when Clay came abreast of him, Logan’s hand closed over his wrist before he could pass. Clay stopped and turned. He pulled his arm out of Logan’s hold, both for appearances sake and because he couldn’t take Logan touching him, holding him in his firm grip. It made him think of other times … of Logan holding him down, restraining him while he—
Clay forced himself to put that out of his head.
Excerpt
Clay had never been so happy to see a baseball game end in his life. He didn’t even care that his team lost. He just wanted it to be over so he could get what he needed from Logan.
“Let’s take a shower and get cleaned up.”
Clay nodded quickly and stood up at Logan’s gentle push. He followed Logan up the stairs to his bedroom, waiting as he stripped down. In the shower, Logan handed him the bar of soap. He started to wash Logan but before he made much progress, he was in his Dom’s arms. Logan kissed him, licking into his mouth while his hands smoothed down his body to grab his ass. Clay’s fingers clenched on the soap. He was so hard it was almost painful. He didn’t know how much more he could take. Logan pressed him back against the shower wall, still kissing him. Clay cried out as Logan removed the plug and slid a finger inside him. With his chest heaving, he begged. “Sir, please.”
“Not yet.”
Clay bit his lip in frustration. Logan finally stepped back and let Clay wash them both. Once they were out of the shower and dried, Logan gave him another order.
“Dress me.”
Clay went to Logan’s closet and pulled out a uniform then got boxers and socks from the dresser. He started with the shirt, pulling it up Logan’s arms and buttoning it over his broad chest. He dropped to his knees, feeling Logan’s eyes on him as he helped him into his boxers and pants. Clay’s arousal continued to build as he served his Dom. By the time he managed to tuck his pants into his boots and lace them up, his hands were shaking. When he was finished, he took a deep breath and bowed his head. Logan put a hand under his chin and lifted his head.
“Tell me what you need.”
Clay stared up into the hazel eyes watching him so closely. “I need you inside me.”
Logan pushed his head back further, stretching his neck. “Even though there’s a soft bed right beside us, I want to fuck you right here on the hard floor.”
“I don’t care. I just need you. Please.”
Logan gave him a slow smile. “Open my pants.”
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