Free In His Service by Erika Masten

IN HIS SERVICE: HIS #2
    (A BILLIONAIRE DOMINATION SERIAL)
     
    by
    Erika Masten
     
    KINDLE EDITION
    Copyright © 2012 Erika Masten
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    Erika Masten
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    This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons or events are purely coincidental.
     
    Warning: Explicit content. Intended for mature readers only. All characters depicted herein are 18 years or older, and all sexual activities are of a consensual nature.
     
    This is a work of erotic fantasy. In real life, please protect yourself and your lover by always practicing safe sex.
     
    TABLE OF CONTENTS
     
    In His Service: His #2
     
    Excerpt From
    Taken: Dominated #1
     
    Excerpt From
    Broken: Bitter Creek Doms #2
     
    IN HIS SERVICE: HIS #2
     
    Do it, Chloe , he’d said. Simple enough. Leave my clothes scattered on the luminous yellow sand of the beach—where I had just spent the night with bound wrists, taken hard and thoroughly by a decadently wealthy and unbearably handsome man—and follow the path before me up through the trees to Adrian Knight’s private villa.
    But it wasn’t really that simple. It wasn’t just clothing. It wasn’t just a bare earthen path or a house promising a pleasantly cool haven from the pervasive Brazilian sun.
    Leave my defenses and my life and my identity at Knight’s feet and march myself like a willing sacrifice into his world, into his service as his possession and for his pleasure. That was what he was actually saying. It was no small request, and he should have known it as well as I did, even if he had no idea of the particulars of the life he was suggesting I could cast off as easily as I might put off a lunch date with a casual acquaintance.
    The man lingering behind me, the sense of his nearness and his warmth so pronounced in the cooler air of early morning, wasn’t even that. Hardly an acquaintance and certainly not casual. Within twenty-four hours of meeting Knight, of finding myself mesmerized by the silvery sheen of his light brown eyes, of fighting back the urge to run my hands through the silky ruffles of his dark brown hair, of reacting with unexpected and even distressing physical need to the overly familiar brushes of his hands along my arms and his heated breath against my cheek, I had given myself to him sexually not once but twice. Despite my broken heart and freshly wounded ego from Penn Ellison’s all-too-public unfaithfulness to me, I hadn’t just had sex with Adrian but submitted to him.
    I had let him slide his long, tanned fingers into my embarrassingly wet core in the semi-public sauna of his five-star resort, where either clientele or staff might have caught us, while he muttered dirty things into my ear. While he teasingly praised me for taking direction so well and made me confess I wanted him. I had let him push me face-first against the wall and hold my arms pinned behind my back while he worked his thick member into me with blissfully agonizing force. I had let him spend himself in my mouth. And then…I’d come back for more, ending up here on the beach with him last night.
    Now Knight was the one who wanted more, proposing I forget the last week of the South American cruise that had brought me to the resort on his private island of Ilha de Flor and remain here as his mistress and submissive. Mistress not in the sense of