Hey, book bae!
I’ll be back tomorrow with another entertaining read! This one will feature Apollo and Larisa! Check out the synopsis and sneak peek below!
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Synopsis
As one of the creators of the Youngbloods car club, Larisa has always loved speed, fun, and adventure. She’s a sensual woman who enjoys pleasure of all kinds – especially in the bedroom. Larisa will date and be intimate with just about any kind of man… except law enforcement officers.
When she meets her next Dom at Kink, an underground BDSM club, she immediately becomes smitten by him and wants to make him hers. Things get a bit more complicated when she finds out what he does for a living. Forced to choose between one of the best drivers her club has ever seen and some of the best sex of her life or the trauma of her past and commitment to never date a cop, Larisa finds herself stuck between his rock and a very, very hard place.
Will she choose the pleasure of her present or succumb to the pain of her past?
—Unedited and very, very vulgar :)—
Tonight, I was on the prowl for a new Dom. I’d finally called things off with Felix before he left and I wanted to have someone else on hand for when I needed to be fucked or dominated. Being the boss of the elite custom car lot I owned with Rome on top of managing our car club and being the oldest of my siblings had me in leader mode most days. I thoroughly enjoyed my brief stints with my Dom’s because it allowed me to be soft, surrender, submit, and release control.
On those nights, I didn’t have to have the weight of the world on my shoulders. I didn’t have to think and make decisions. I didn’t have to lead anyone and earn their trust. On those nights, I released all control in exchange for protection, fun, pleasure, and sometimes mind blowing sex.
Usually if I felt the end of a relationship with a Dom nearing, I’d try to have a new one on standby. This time I didn’t have much time to prepare. Breaking things off with Felix happened suddenly but it was necessary. It was the morning after we’d spent the night together before his trip. He asked me to go with him, and I just had to end things then and there.
He took it better than I thought he would, but I could also tell that he was disappointed. At this point, that was no longer my concern. I’d made it clear to him that this was only about sex and that he shouldn’t catch feelings – he did, and they were his to deal with.
As I looked around Kink, I tried to find a man who was here alone. No one really caught my eye until I noticed a big, buff, black, beautiful ass man seated at the bar. Out of respect, I never approached men who were already attached to a sub. Some had multiple subs at a time, but that wasn’t my cup of tea. Because of my schedule, I didn’t like to share. I wanted access to all of my Dom’s free time. Period. Plus, if he was a good Dom, I would get possessive as hell and not want another woman to have access to him while I did.
But there was something about him… something about his looks, the way he regally sat atop the bar stool. How he would casually look over at his sub and whisper something that would have her shivering in her seat. How his eyes would scan her frame as if he had the capability to rip her soul and pussy apart and put both together to fit him and him alone.
Quite frankly, he looked dangerous as fuck – and I wanted him.
Running my hand down my neck, I licked my now dry lips as my nipples hardened. It would be risky as hell to approach them, because they could very well have been a couple, but neither had rings on their fingers so I was cool with that. I’d never take a married man from a woman, but if they were just dating… he was still available in my eyes. After inhaling a deep breath, I made my way over to the bar.
Stepping between them, I ordered my signature drink, a cosmopolitan. As I waited for the bartender to make my drink, I looked to the right at the side of his face. Noticing me watch him out of the corner of his eye, he smiled softly as he slowly tilted his head in my direction. The moment his eyes locked with mine my nipples began to harden. His eyes lowered, zeroing in on them as they pebbled.
He didn’t bother to hide his attraction either, and I liked that shit.
“Are you married?” I checked, drawing his eyes back to mine.
“No, but I’m here with someone.”
I shrugged, not bothering to look back at her. “I’m looking for a new Dom. Can we go in one of the private rooms and talk?”
He chuckled, showing off his white, straight teeth. The Lord knew what he was doing every time he gave a chocolate man a pretty ass white smile.
His already gruff, low voice grew deeper from husk when he challenged me with, “I doubt getting me in one of these private rooms to talk is what you got on yo’ mind.”
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As always, thank you for the support! I hope this is one you’ll enjoy :)