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She needs a dungeon master. He needs her secrets.
Red Club owner Jessie Michaels isn't looking for love, just someone competent to monitor her dungeon in Lobster Cove's only BDSM club. But a new Dominant catches her eye and makes her tingle in all the right places. She's called away for business before she can catch his name, but not before that commanding voice tempts her for more.
Caleb Drake has returned to Lobster Cove to find out what makes the Red Club so successful only to discover the sexy redheaded sub he met the night before is actually his boss. He vows to keep business separate from pleasure, but the temptation to see if the iron-fisted club owner is truly submissive in the bedroom becomes too much.
But when Caleb's ulterior motive is revealed, will Jessie be ruled by business...or pleasure?
Time to find out if she was a Domme or sub. This time when their gazes met and held, he mouthed the word “Obey.” Her gaze dropped. He sucked in a breath. Damn, she was a submissive. And just what he needed. He couldn’t help himself as he strode across the room.
Caleb stopped when he was within touching distance, and her gaze never rose from the floor. Excitement stirred in his spine for the first time in a long time.
“Hello,” he said.
"Good evening, Sir.” Her voice was soft but calm, eyes still downcast.
He cupped her chin and tilted her head up. “Look at me, sweetheart, I want to see your eyes.”
Hazel eyes to go with beautiful red hair. He loved looking into the eyes of his subs, unless of course he had them blindfolded, and then he would make them use other senses.
“Are you available?” He glanced at her wrist. No band. He’d been told anyone with a black band was off limits.
“Excuse me?” a male voice intruded.
Caleb’s gaze left her to see one of the dungeon masters standing next to them. “You’re needed in the other room, Red.”
Her spine stiffened, and she lifted her chin out of Caleb’s hold. “Thanks, Ryan. I’ll be right there.”
Ryan nodded and gave Caleb the once over before disappearing into the private club area.
“Sorry, but I have to go.”
“I understand, but first.” He cupped her cheeks and brushed a kiss across her soft lips. She leaned into him when he released her mouth. “I’ll be here if you want to play later.” He released her and stepped back.
Her fingers touched her lips and then she smiled. “I might take you up on that.” Then she strode away hips swaying.
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