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Today I bring you another six from Masks Of A Tiger which releases on Friday!
*squees in excitement*
Neeve doesn't understand why any normal person would choose to wear a collar, like a common house pet. So, the collaring ceremony of her best friend's sister in law is the last place she wants to be, even if the hot men watching her send her insides aflame.
Never one for missing the opportunity to teach a bratty sub manners, Grisha intends to show the fiery little redhead the error of her ways. He doesn't expect to see her drawn to the flame like the proverbial moth. When she hurts herself in ways that even a Dom of his experience finds hard to witness, he knows he needs to help her.
Will their sexual chemistry be enough to chase away their demons and burn away their masks? Or is the submission Grisha demands too much for Neeve to accept?
In this scene, Neeve dares Grisha. Never the best move...
Her protest was far too breathy, and her pupils dilated to such a degree her green eyes were almost black. She released the breath she'd been holding on a loud exhale when he cupped her mound. The fabric was damp with her arousal, and he pushed one finger through the thin material and into her channel. She squirmed against his hand, and her fingers curled into his shirt, whether to pull him closer or push him away, she didn't seem to know herself.
Their eyes locked, and Grisha smiled.
"Don't ever dare me, sweetheart."
Till next week, folks and check out the other Six Sunday Participants HERE