The Art Of Domination 4: Dominant Object

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Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 22,940
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"*** Damn Nolan for prying into me like that in my vulnerable moments, when my mind was as open to him as my body. I only ever realized that danger too late, when I found him on the wrong side of my defenses, always asking his probing questions. Always going deeper, figuratively and literally. ***

Becoming Nolan Beal’s sexual submissive and photographic obsession is supposed to be Iva’s twisted way of getting the bad boy photographer and the lure of his sensualist lifestyle out of her system. So she can get on with the grown-up life she’s trying to build. So she can prove to her family she’s no longer the wild girl who tore their household apart with self-destructive behavior and scandal.

Claiming Iva Moreau as his submissive is a challenge Nolan Beal cannot resist after recognizing in Iva a driving passion and artistic talent, after touching a part of her that is real in a way that so many of the people in his life are not.

The art show they’ve been working on is finally happening, and new admirers turn their attentions on the lovers, for good or ill. For Iva that means a choice between facing the fact that she’s falling in love with Nolan and allowing a new admirer to help her with her commercial art career and that safe life that doesn’t involve bad boys. For Nolan, the choice is down to maintaining the persona that protected him when everyone he loved abandoned him to the streets or letting his mask down so Iva can see the real man and his feelings for her before he loses her as well.

From Bestselling Erotic Romance and Erotica Author Erika Masten The Fourth Title In A New Eight-Part Erotic Domination And Submission Romance Serial Available for 99 Cents Through Its Debut Weekend Only!

Novella Length: 20,700 words

The Art of Domination 4: Dominant Object is a domination and submission romance containing strong sexual content intended for mature readers only. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years of age or older, and all sexual activities are of a consensual nature.

Bonus Material: Includes excerpt from the standalone sci-fi domination and submission romance Flower-And-Willow In New Angeles by Erika Masten, available now.

The Art Of Domination Series The Art of Domination: Model Release The Art of Domination 2: Photo Slave The Art of Domination 3: Catchlight The Art of Domination 4: Dominant Object The Art of Domination 5: Soft Focus The Art of Domination 6: Double-Exposure The Art of Domination 7: Safelight The Art of Domination 8: Flare"

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"“What am I going to do with you,” Beal asked, “when you insist on being so defensive with me?” He posed the question while laying a slow, hot, sensual kiss at the base of my spine with his satiny, plump lips.

Was my disobedience really an expression of defensiveness? I had just a second to wonder if that really was the case, if I was balking at some threat I sensed Nolan posed to me, to my heart. The smack of his hand on one bare cheek of my upturned ass rendered the matter mute, at least for now. The stinging, prickling, aching pleasure of the firm but playful blow scattered my thoughts, casting them too far to catch. Another biting smack on the other cheek accompanied several more penetrating, twisting strokes of Nolan’s fingers inside me.

“No answers, Iva?” He purred, those full rosy lips brushing my tailbone again. “None at all? You’re leaving me to fill in the blanks myself. Is that what you want?” His square–trimmed nails scratched lightly along the reddened, sensitized globes of my buttocks. Again, his touch left warm, tingling trails that made it impossible for me to stay still. Despite myself, I wriggled and moaned. “You want me to conclude you like this? That you want this? Because that’s what I’ll think, Brown Eyes. I’ll have to believe that you challenge me just to urge me on, so I’ll punish you. So you can fight, and I’ll break you before I pleasure you. That it feels so good and you want it so bad, you’re even a little afraid of it.” Nolan sank his teeth into my flesh in a shallow nip along the fullest part of my ass. My back bowed as I sagged in the grip of this teasing delight, all sting and burn one moment, melting into soft warmth the next. “Or is it just that you’re afraid it will end, baby girl?”

My eyes, squeezed shut in my moment of mounting pleasure, and with the beginning of tears seeping at each corner, fluttered open at this question. Damn Nolan for prying into me like this in my vulnerable moments, when my mind was as open to him as my body. I only ever realized that danger too late, when I found him on the wrong side of my defenses, always asking his probing questions. Always going deeper, figuratively and literally.

“No,” I groaned.

“No?” His nails dug deeper, my back bowing harder in response. “No what, Iva?”

“No, I’m not afraid.” Not afraid that this would end, this pleasure, this admittedly ill-advised liaison. They always ended. I’d taken enough artists as lovers in my wild girl days to know these pairings burned twice as hot but half as long, as the saying went. Such strong passions always exhausted themselves, or else they exhausted the lovers themselves, like the Irish fairy muses who drove their poets and musicians to such heights of creativity that their consorts couldn’t survive it. That was my safeguard, really, the fact that this couldn’t last forever. That was going to keep me from doing the unthinkable and falling utterly, helplessly in love with the larger-than-life bad boy that was Nolan Beal."

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