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Not all desires are the same.

Candice Bradshaw has a wretched past that prevents her from envisioning a potential future with a lifelong partner until a man she's tried to forget marches into her life and offers her a chance to explore her desires. Despite the fear of giving over control, the yearning to do so has persisted for years. Even though the delectable man is willing to take the challenge, she's afraid to reveal what her heart desires most.

Brady Stone is a man riding the edge. One night with Candice wasn't nearly enough. He knows she's been hurt in the past, but he's eager to teach her how good it can be between them. He's not who she thinks he is, capable of giving her what she's denied herself for years. With time and patience, he intends to show her there is no danger in venturing into the unknown.

Due to an agreement, he's been handed the reins to prove he's not like the others. He wants all of her, body and soul, and will not let her go until he shows her just how rewarding surrender can be.

This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable.

 EXCERPT

The door closed, she heard a lock slide into place, and then she was pressed against the wall. He caged her with his body, trapping her wrists in his hands. He was so tall she had to arch her neck to look him in the eye. Excitement and longing came together. Her blood pounded, the deafening roar of her heartbeat drumming in her ears.

“We don’t have long,” he said in a low growl, holding her gaze. "What are your hard limits?”

Her knees nearly buckled. “Hard limits?”

“Yes.” Inching closer, he repeated, “Hard limits?”

This is really happening.

“I…” Words caught in her throat. How far could she let this go? “I didn’t come prepared for that question. I honestly didn’t think you’d agree.”

“As you can see, I did and I do.” Brady didn’t relent. Wrapping his fingers in her hair, he gave the strands a firm squeeze. “Answer me.”

“No sharing. No fisting. No women. No public scenes. No humiliation." She hurried to answer. Each time she gave him a limit, it was easier to speak. “I’m not a pain slut, and I don’t like pet play. It does nothing for me and takes me completely out of the mood. Golden showers are out of the question.”

“Anything else?”

“Nothing we do can cause permanent marking.” There was something else he needed to know but she was nervous admitting it. “I’ve done anal, but it’s been a while.”

“Don’t worry,” he rasped, edging closer, “by the time I take that sweet ass, you’ll be ready for me.”

Holy Mother of God.

His mouth covered hers, his tongue darting out.

She closed her eyes and parted her lips, welcoming his kiss.

His hand cupped her pussy and she gasped into his mouth, grasping his biceps, rising onto her toes. Heat bloomed in her stomach, an electric current traveling to her throbbing clit. Rolling her hips, she tried to create enough friction to dull the ache. She leaned forward and moved her torso up and down, dragging her nipples along his chest.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned, rubbing his fingers over her mound. “You’re wet too, aren’t you?”

More like soaked. “Yes.”

“Good. There are so many things I want to do to you.”