Meagan pulled up to the driveway of the address Luke had given her and gawked at the house. Either photography or building clubs or the combination of both had been good to him. His house was a grand contemporary wooden structure. Slowly, she proceeded up the drive, taking in as many details as she could of the manicured yard.
Luke met her at the door.
“Your place is beautiful,” she said, instead of saying hello.
“And you’re surprised about that?” he asked, a hint of amusement tickling his lips.
“No, well, yes, I mean . . .” She took a deep breath. “It’s just not how I pictured a bachelor who builds BDSM clubs to live.”
“Then come on inside.” The amusement wasn’t even a hint anymore, a grin covered his entire face. “I have the living room set up as a harem and a padded table and St. Andrews cross where the kitchen should go. But in order to get there, we’ll have to step over all the mattresses I put out along the hallway to accommodate the many orgies I host.”
“You are such an ass.” She pushed his chest to move him out of the way and stepped into the foyer.
He captured her wrist. “You’re on my turf now, sweetheart.”
She didn’t want him to see how the veiled warning made her knees weak and her heart race. “I’m here for you to photograph, nothing else, so drop the Dom attitude.”
He looked as though he wanted to say something else, but instead he nodded his head. “Let me show you where you can put your things, then we can go ahead and I’ll take you to the studio.”
From the way he sounded, he wanted to get this over and done with as quickly as possible. Fine. That was fine by her, too. She followed him down a hall that didn’t have any mattresses, but rather pottery pieces and paintings that gave the impression of an art gallery. With the number of windows the house had, the natural lighting was stunning. She sort of wished he’d walk slower so she could take it all in.
But he was a man on a mission and didn’t stop until he came to the end of the hallway. “I have the clothes I want you to wear in the bedroom.” He pointed to the door on his right. “There’s a bathroom in there you can use to get ready. When you’re dressed, come out this door, go across the patio and I’ll be waiting in the studio.”
With that said, he headed outside. Meagan put a hand to her stomach in a useless attempt to calm the butterflies. Holy shit, she was really going to do this. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the bedroom and hurried to the bed to see what he’d selected for her to wear.
She stood, staring at it for several long seconds. Then, with a sweep of her hand, she picked it up and carried it outside and into Luke’s studio.
“What the hell is this?” she asked, lifting the scrappy material up to his face.
“It’s what I want you to wear.”
“You said clothes. This isn’t clothing.”
He walked toward her with long strides, never moving his eyes from hers and when he stood before her, he took hold of her wrist. “Let’s agree on some ground rules, why don’t we?”
She was afraid to speak. If she didn’t say anything, maybe he wouldn’t know what the tone of his voice did to her. To counteract the delicious shivers running through her body, she lifted her chin. “Depends on what they are.”
“We both agree you’re not here as my submissive; however, I am the one in charge of these photography sessions and because of that, you’re going to listen and follow my directions.”
“That doesn’t sound so much like ground rules. Maybe more like you spouting things off and me blindly following.”
“Whatever you want to call it, sweetheart.” He nodded back toward the house. “Go change.”
She didn’t move. “You are such a pigheaded ass.”
“Turns you on doesn’t it?”
Damn him for knowing the truth. “You’ll never know.”
“I already do.”
Posted by arrangement with Berkley, a member of Penguin Group (USA) LLC, A Penguin Random House Company. Copyright © Tara Sue Me, 2016.
by Tara Sue Me
Released: October 4th 2016
Published by Berkley
New York Times bestselling author Tara Sue Me’s Submissive series is back with a scorching new romance that proves the difference between excitement and pain is just point of view...
She’s ready for her close-up. . . .
Meagan Bishop gave up modeling after an ill-fated tryst with a sexy photographer left her career and heart in shambles. When that same sexy shutterbug makes a titillating offer to do a BDSM spread for his new photography book, she’s determined to refuse—until an anonymous blackmailer entices her to accept. Now her body is again at the whim of the man who broke her heart, and she’s finding his strong direction undeniably intriguing. . . .
Meagan is the muse Luke needs to make his shoot something special, even if it means keeping his hands off. But each new erotic scene they capture makes it harder to ignore his need to command her in the bedroom as well as the studio.
As their sexual tension explodes, Meagan’s arrangement with her extortionist becomes more perilous, putting in danger her darkest secrets and the fragile passion between Luke and her. . .
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