Book Title: Mastered by the CEO
Author: Opal Carew
Genre: Erotic Romance (BDSM) (Office)
Release Date: April 5th, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
How did I wind up in King’s bed, playing the sex slave? He says I never do what I’m told—which is true—so is this simply penance for past sins? Or if I prove I will follow his commands without question, will he let me keep my job? I don’t know. And frankly, when I’m with him, I don’t care. When I’m in his arms, all I care about is staying there. Forever.
~~~She insists she can change, that she’ll do exactly as she’s told. But becoming my submissive for a week will prove to her it will never work. I just hope I can handle losing her again after I experience the sweetness of her submission...
King Taylor stood in the doorway leading to a hall which she assumed lead to the bathroom. And probably a bedroom.
She rose to her feet, her stomach clenching.
God, if King was the one who’d bought Brenier Electronics, then she might as well walk out the door right now. He was never going to keep her on. Not after their history.
“You know Ms. Clark?” Mr. Baird asked in surprise.
“Yes,” King said as he strolled into the room. “She used to work for me.”
Baird’s gaze flickered to her, his bravado fading. Clearly, he didn’t know whether to be worried or not. If she was in King’s favor, he must worry that she would use her influence to make it worse for him.
He had nothing to worry about there.
“Baird, we have a lot to do. I suggest you get back to your management team and start things in motion. In the meantime, Ms. Clark and I will have a chat.”
“Of course, sir,” Mr. Baird blustered as he stood up and gathered his notes, then tucked them into his briefcase.
Rachel stood frozen as the man hurried across the suite and out the door.
Mr. King walked toward her and she felt heat wash through her. His broad shoulders and trim waist still filled out a designer suit magnificently. His dark glossy waves of hair, full and thick, framed his handsome face, accentuating his charcoal eyes that always intimidated her. Even when they’d slept together. Theirs had been a tumultuous affair, his blatant masculinity overwhelming her.
Not that he’d ever exerted any pressure on her. It was more like she’d practically thrown herself at him. It had been after a late dinner meeting, where they’d consumed a lot of wine and he’d been a gentleman, insisting he see her home. But as soon as he’d stood up to walk her to the door, fearing she’d lose the opportunity, she’d kissed him, made brave by the alcohol in her system.
He had let her down gently that night, later telling her he wouldn’t have taken advantage of her in that state. But the following Friday, he’d called her into his office at the end of the day and talked frankly to her. Telling her he wanted her every bit as much as she wanted him. And that had been the start of their clandestine office romance, both of them agreeing to keep their relationship a secret.
Now as he walked toward her, she couldn’t help but remember how it had felt to be in his arms. To feel his lips on hers, demanding, taking everything she was willing to give.
Opal loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult, Manga artwork, Zentangle, and all that glitters. She earned a degree in Mathematics from the University of Waterloo, and spent 15 years as a software analyst before turning to her passion as a writer. She grew up in Toronto, and now lives in Ottawa with her husband and three cats. One of her sons just finished a Masters degree at Sussex University in the UK and is now pursuing a second Masters at Carleton University in Ottawa. The other son just finished his undergraduate degree at Carleton University. Yes, mom is proud!