“Everything Joey W. Hill writes just rocks my world.” — Jaci Burton, New York Times bestselling author
At Her Command, an all-new not to missed BDSM romance from award winning author Joey W. Hill is out now!
Getting a man on his knees isn’t a problem. To Rosalinda Thomas, it’s an opportunity…
Ros doesn’t accept excuses for falling short. Particularly not from herself. As CEO of a successful New Orleans marketing firm, she knows how to bring quality to the top. The same way she knows how to get it from the men who serve her in the bedroom.
Lawrence has been a SEAL since his teens. He doesn’t know how to be a civilian. So when being a SEAL is no longer an option for him, he accepts a security job at Thomas Rose Associates to keep his edge. But from the moment he sees Rosalinda, his deep need to serve gets redefined.
He’s never belonged to a Mistress. Ros is about to change that.
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Meet the Mistresses of Thomas Rose Associates. An intimate circle of women who embrace the challenge of domination—inside the bedroom and the board room.
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Excerpt:
“Show me respect, the way you feel it.” Ros leaned forward in her chair, increasing the power of the lock between their eyes. “The way YOU feel it,” she repeated. For a nice, long simmering pause in the universe, Lawrence’s gaze didn’t leave hers. Slowly, he backed the chair enough to give him room. He didn’t look around to see who was watching him—first test passed. Then he went to one knee in front of her. He put his hand under the purple sole of her shoe, the other curving over her calf. The heated palm slid against her skin as a gradual glide, a man not rushing anything, taking in the sensation. He eased her leg upward, straightening it from its crossed position. Dipping his head, he pressed his mouth to her flesh, a few inches above the silver leaf design molded around her ankle. A kiss, a tasting. Cherishing, worshipping. Then he added a touch of teeth. Claiming. Electric current passed from that contact to the hairline at her nape, and all the right places in between. She laid her hand on his bowed head, fingers and knuckles capturing and stroking the short thickness of his hair. She let herself trace it around his ear, to the pulse point just beneath it. A steady thud, like war drums, focused, intent. Powerful. There was a subtle vibration to his muscles, a faint trembling. The nerves of a sub who’d made his first step. She thought of that tremor as the collision between the mind’s “what-the-hell” and the heart and soul’s whoop of “you-go-boy.” He lifted his gaze to hers, his mouth still on her. She saw fire, darkness, desire. It made her lips move against one another, a moistening that had his fingers tightening as he saw it. What was it she’d been told about him? *SEALs are trained to notice everything, and evaluate and adapt accordingly.* The energy pulsing between them was more than enough for her to channel, twist and play with it, turn it into something even more marvelous. She looked forward to it.
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