
Publisher: Gypsy Ink Books
Genre: Contemporary BDSM Romance
Themes: Dominance, Submission, BDSM, Bondage, Reunion
Format: eBook
Length: Novella
Blurb:
She likes it rough… He likes it rougher. So much for secrets.
After eight years of searching for him, Carli’s ex-fiancé, Aidan, shows up naked in her bed. Finally she has her chance to show him she regrets leaving him on the eve of their wedding and get him back. But will she have the nerve to tell him the truth about herself and why she ran? Will her childhood sweetheart understand and accept her true needs as a sexual submissive?
Forced to return to Carli on a mission, Aidan just wants to get the Intel he needs from her and get the hell out of town. Maybe with this reunion he can rid himself of her once and for all. Until a thorough search of her home unearths some secrets that shock him to the core. Was there more to her abandonment than he thought? With this new information, a plan formulates and he is determined to learn how far she will go when she loses her prized control.
Excerpt
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An Excerpt From: SUBMISSIVE SECRETS
Copyright © Eliza Gayle, 2007
All Rights Reserved
Carli walked in the kitchen to find Aidan cooking at the stove. She leaned against the door jamb and watched, her body relaxed, non-threatening. Without even realizing it he had set the perfect domestic scene. A man cooking for his woman..
Only this wasn’t their home and he wasn’t taking care of her, he was questioning her.
He had dressed in his jeans and left his feet bare. His broad shoulders tapered down to a lean narrow waist, where his jeans cupped his gorgeous butt. Having her hands on his body again had been like a totally new experience. She remembered him from their youth, but their changes brought a whole new level of heat to their sex together. It would be wonderful if they could just pick up where they left off before she ruined everything. But eight years was a long time.
People change.
Feelings Change.
Right now she had as many questions for him as he probably had for her. Starting with- Where the hell has he been for these last eight years?
She’d searched for him for two years before giving up. Although not completely. Every year on the anniversary of her dumb ass mistake, she spent a day or two searching again. Nothing. It was as if he had dropped off the face of the earth.
Now here he was in her kitchen. Every wish fulfilled. Except he wasn’t here for her. He’s looking for Cliff and apparently prepared to use any method available to get what he wants from her.
He turned slowly from the stove catching her examination. Their gazes locked and his tight expression relaxed into a smile. Try as she might, she couldn’t hold out against that. Releasing an audible breath she allowed the tension to ease from her body as she slid into the chair across from him.
“This looks great. I’m starving.” She dug in scooping a large forkful into her mouth. As she savored the spicy sausage dish a low moan escaped her lips.
“Babe, I’ll take that as your approval of my cooking,” he teased. “But keep moaning like that and I’m likely to have you for dinner.” The smile in his eyes promised erotic fun as images of what they had just done flashed through her mind. Her nipples tightened in anticipation and she was sorely tempted. Shoving those thoughts aside she knew it was time to face the elephant in the room. She needed answers and needed them now.