Decadent… Sensual… Forbidden…
Meet the Masters of Blasphemy…
About ON HIS KNEES (Blasphemy #5):
Getting on his knees makes him question everything…and want even more…
Another failed relationship has lawyer Jamie Fielding confronting the truth—he’ll never be satisfied with any woman until he admits what he needs…to submit and to be used—hard. When a friend invites him to the exclusive Blasphemy club, Jamie is stunned to find everything he ever wanted—in the fierce, ruthless hands of a man.
Psychiatrist Alex McGarry will play with anyone who craves his rough brand of domination, but what he really wants is to settle down. Which makes the submissive male he meets at his club a bad idea—the man might be hot as hell but he’s also new to everything Alex has to offer. Except that doesn’t keep them from coming together again and again, sating every one of their darkest desires.
Master Alex sets Jamie’s whole world on fire and makes him question everything—and that’s good. Because Alex won’t tolerate hiding what they have for long and he wants much more than just having Jamie on his knees...
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REVIEW: **4.5* First I'm going to say I freaking love this series!!! I do a little happy dance when I know it's getting close to release date for it.
Jamie has been missing something in all of his relationships and they don't last very long. A random comment makes him really start to think about why that is. When introduced to Master Alex, he feels the zap of chemistry, the want to please him, the desire to submit. Which all around kind of freaks him out to an extent.
Alex doesn't do newbies, he needs someone that knows what they want. It sure doesn't seem that Jamie will be that man. Oh how wrong he is. There's mistakes that they make, but it's a learning curve.
This book is oh so hot!!! EEP!!! Loved it!!
Master Alex heaved a breath and peered down at Jamie with a stern, narrowed gaze. “What am I going to do with you, my little masochist?”
“Anything you want, Sir.” The response had come right from the gut. Out of his mouth before he’d even debated whether Alex had meant the question rhetorically.
“Anything I want. Indeed.” He tilted his head. “Except you’re new to all of this. So I worry—”
“No, please,” Jamie blurted out, his hands going to Alex’s knees. “Don’t worry. Don’t be easy. I want to try everything. Do everything. And I want to do it with you.”
A storm erupted across Master Alex’s face and settled into those dark eyes, which raked downward to where Jamie still touched him. And then the next thing Jamie knew, Alex launched himself at him, grabbed him by the neck and shoulder, and took him down flat to his back on the floor.
With one hand tight around Jamie’s throat and his knees pinning his shoulders and upper body, Master Alex loomed over him, his expression mean. “Let me make clear how this works, little boy. I make the decisions. I set the scene. You telling me what to do is called topping from the bottom. And I won’t have it. Do it again and it’ll earn you a red ass you won’t be able to sit on for days.”
Jesus fucking Christ. Yes. Yes. Fucking yes.
That was probably not the reaction he was supposed to have. And a little voice in the back of his head whispered that there was something seriously wrong with him for feeling sheer exhilaration instead of fear—to say nothing of the way his pulse throbbed in his rock-hard cock. And Jamie certainly didn’t want to have made Alex feel disrespected.
But Jesus fucking yes.
He swallowed hard, his throat having to work against the tight grip of Master Alex’s hand. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
Master Alex barreled on. “You’re so goddamned sure you can handle this. You don’t even know. I’m going to use you and abuse you. I’m going to hurt you. And I’m going to get off on it.”
Jamie’s cock jerked at the decadent words, and Jesus how the dark promise in them reached out to some secret, hidden place inside him. “I don’t know…but I want to.”
“Why? Why are you here? What do you want out of this? Why the fuckdo you want the pain I’m capable of causing?” That grip tightened, cutting off more of Jamie’s air.
He grimaced and choked. “My…my whole life. I can’t—I haven’t been able to…feel. And I…want to finally feel something, Sir. I need it. And I want to please…you,” he managed.
Master Alex leaned in, that handsome face so fucking harsh. “Oh, I’ll make you feel something, boy. I’ll light you up good.”
God, if Alex was capable of turning his mind and body on so strongly with just two sentences, Jamie almost couldn’t imagine what it might feel like for the man to actually make good on the promises. What if I can’t handle it?
But what if I can?