Claimed for the Master's Pleasure (MF)
Guilty Pleasures 5

Professional Reviews

4 STARS: "I have read other books by Bowles, and although they all follow a similar theme, with a wealthy man falling in love with a poverty stricken woman, and talking her into being with him to pay off some kind of debt, each manages to have a fresh view of the old story. Lia’s father has died, leaving her a sizeable inheritance, but Jake informs her that all her money and more now belongs to him, as payment for her father’s gambling debts. However, he’s drawn to her and wants her in his bed. He offers to pay her debt to his casino if she signs over her house to him when it sells. She is frightened of what she feels for him, and tries to flee to a new job on a cruise ship. When Jake finds her and gives her the choice to stay with him or go, she decides to stay. The love flows from there, and we get the requisite HEA ending in Claimed for the Master’s Pleasure." -- Alberta, Manic Readers

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Story Excerpt

He continued, “Out of respect for you and your father, I’ve waited an appropriate length of time before contacting you. It is only right that you should have an uninterrupted grieving period.”

“What the hell do you know about grieving? I’ve only known you for half an hour, but I can already see you’re nothing more than a cold, soulless man.”

Lia expected him to respond to her caustic remarks, but he didn’t. Instead, he calmly said, “When your father died, he left an unpaid casino marker.”

“Marker?” Her brows drew together.

“Think of it as an unpaid check.”

“Are you saying my father owed you money?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying, Ms. Constantine.”

It was a shock to discover her father was a gambler, and even worse that he’d left a debt behind. So Jake Benetti wanted it settled. Her father had left her a significant amount of money in his will, along with the family home they’d all shared with her mother until she’d died five years ago. Lia was the only beneficiary, making her legally responsible for any outstanding debts. It might put the plans for growing her personal trainer business on hold for a little while longer, but she’d always been taught by her parents, and especially her father, to pay her way in the world. Lia glanced at her watch. “I need to be going, Mr. Benetti. Unlike you, I have to work for a living. If you can show me legal documentation proving how much my father owed you, then perhaps we can settle this small matter once and for all.”

Jake Benetti shuffled the papers on his desk and cleared his throat. He lifted his gaze to hers. His ice-cold eyes drilled into her. “The amount owed is significant.”

“Mr. Benetti, quit the small talk. Are we talking hundreds, or even a few thousand dollars?”

His eyes fixed on hers, like cold chips of ice. “When your father died, he left an unpaid casino marker of almost 1.3 million dollars.” He flicked through the paperwork on his desk once more. “One million, two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. To be precise.”

Like a fish lying on a riverbank, her mouth opened and closed several times as she gasped for air. Had she heard correctly? More to the point, had her father lost his mind? What on earth had possessed him to lose more than a million dollars in a place like this? Like a bolt from the blue, the answer came to her. The therapy course her father had paid for when she couldn’t cope after the death of her fiancé, Joe. The bill for that would have run into thousands, possibly even tens of thousands. But the thought of almost 1.3 million bucks left her speechless. He’d left her a little over two hundred thousand dollars in his will. What the hell had happened to the rest?

She looked across the desk. Jake Benetti sat there as calm as anything. “You must take some of the responsibility. Why didn’t you stop him?”

“Everyone who enters a casino is an adult, Ms. Constantine. People make choices, some good, some bad.”

“What are you going to do?”

ADULT EXCERPT

With her back still to him, she heard the unmistakable metal-on-metal sound of a zipper. “Brace your hands on the marble pillar.” The black stone felt cool to the touch as she held out her arms in a locked position. Using his legs, she felt her own legs being pushed wide apart. Her heart beat into overdrive as he smoothed his hands down her naked flesh. “Fuck, you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen.” She felt him authoritatively grab hold of her hips as though he owned her. It was wonderful feeling his cock press against her from behind.

Lia provocatively wiggled her bare butt, desperate to consummate their union, but Jake stood his ground. One hand cupped her breast, torturing her aroused nipple. The other slipped around her waist, gently fingering her clitoral piercing.

“Christ, you feel good, Lia.” She felt his hot breath on her neck as he massaged her nipple between his finger and thumb, the exact same way he massaged her engorged clit.

A tight moan of frustration left her lips. She wanted him inside her, filling her with his prick, but she knew better than to tell a Dom what to do. She knew he wanted her to beg. It was in his blood. Like a drug, he needed her complete submission.

“Jake, I need you.” A gasp left her lips as he gently bit her neck, a sign of his dominance over her, making her arch back against him. His skin felt warm and incredibly hard, and it made her want him even more.

“I can’t hear you, princess.” His rich, deep voice controlled her. “What did you say?” he teased.

“Please, Jake, please, fuck me. I know you want to.” Knowing exactly what a Dom demanded from his sub, she raised the stakes. “I’m begging you, Jake, please.”

“That’s better. That’s what I like to hear.”

He pushed her harder against the cool marble pillar and slid inside her pussy. The breath was forced from her lungs. Christ, he was big. With her back to him, she hadn’t realized just how big he was, but he felt huge as he relentlessly filled her, stretching her to breaking point.

Lia closed her eyes and savored the feeling of him deep inside her. Long-established submissive tendencies came to the fore as he dominated her body with his own. Whimpers of pure pleasure left her lips as he thrust deeper and faster.

He squeezed her nipples and clit harder, until the exquisite pain and pleasure became an intoxicating mix. This was what she missed more than anything.The sheer beauty of submitting to the demands of a dominant man. A man who would take exactly what he needed, without asking. Jake was that man. He wanted to fuck her fast and hard, and he didn’t hold back.

A tight coil spasmed deep inside her, making her mew with pleasure. “Oh, Jake.”

“That’s it, princess. Come for me. I want to hear your body respond to mine.”

His cock felt huge as her pussy clamped deliciously around it. Ten years of professional aerobics had made her body supremely flexible, and she arched back in complete submission. Her stomach thrust forward, and Jake smoothed a hand up to her neck, drawing her shoulders tighter against his chest. His other hand reached between her legs, and she felt him finger-fucking her clit as he pulled her even tighter against him. She felt her body heat mixing with his as his cock repeatedly impaled her. His strength and power amazed her as he almost lifted her from the floor. At that moment he owned her, and he knew it.

 “You want it harder.” His breathy words whispered against her neck were a statement of fact and not a question.

“You know I do, stop teasing me,” she breathlessly whimpered, biting down on her lower lip. “Take me. Make me come.”

“Oh, you’ll come all right, princess. I insist that you do. I demand it. I’m gonna fill you so hard, you won’t be able to stop fucking coming,” he assured her, forcing his cock into her wetness once more.