HIS TO Claim Release
It was only supposed to be a weekend fling...but what will she do when he demands forever?
After a broken heart, Hannah Mills vowed never to offer more than her body to any Dom, but when she volunteers to be the prize at a slave auction benefitting charity, mysterious philanthropist and notorious playboy Mason Sullivan tests her resolve. The moment he sees Hannah, he’s captivated and determined to have her—at least for a weekend.
For Hannah, being claimed by Master Mason is both a dream and a nightmare. He’s devastatingly sexy, far more complicated than she imagined—and relentless when it comes to scaling the walls around her heart. No matter how she resists, layer by layer, he manages to peel her open.
When their time together draws to a close, Hannah must choose between saving her soul or risking her heart.
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Mason captured her chin. “Where shall I start my very thorough investigation of all your secrets?”
She gasped. This time, he knew her better. She was nervous, but not alarmed. He used the tip of his middle finger to trace one of her eyebrows. Then, he stroked across a cheekbone before brushing hair back from her face.
Hannah scarcely breathed.
With his thumbnail, he feathered a touch across her lips. In silent, sensual invitation, she parted them slightly. “That’s right. Wider.”
Trembling, she opened her mouth for him. Gently, he inserted a finger inside her warmth, and she waited for his command before cradling him with her tongue and sucking. “Very attentive.”
Mason pulled out his finger and outlined her ear before tugging gently on the lobe. With a tiny moan, she turned into him. She might love impact play, but she responded beautifully to any kind of touch. Being this gentle with a sub was a new experience for him, and he was surprised by how much he enjoyed it.
He grabbed a handful of her sarong. “I’m going to take it off you.” It hadn’t provided her with any modesty, but undressing her was symbolic.
“Yes, Sir.”
His motions deft, he worked the knot loose. Next, he tugged the gauzy material from her, leaving her in front of him wearing just the white bikini. “You are beautiful, Hannah.”
“When you say it—” She stopped herself. “Thank you.”
Mason carried the sarong to the table and laid it alongside his cufflinks. Then he grabbed a chair from the corner and placed it about four feet in front of her. “Wondering what I’m up to?” He took his seat.
Her gaze was riveted on him.
“Spread your legs, please.”
Slowly, she did as he asked.
“Is your pussy wet for me, Hannah?”
“Sir—”
“Just answer the question. Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.” There was no apology in her whisper, just a beautiful confession....
About Sierra Cartwright
USA Today Best-Selling Author, Winner of the 2015 Best BDSM Book of the year (Bind), 2015 Reader’s Choice Best Erotic Romance (Bind), 2015 Golden Flogger (Crave), 2014 LASR Book of the Year award (In The Den), 2013 Best BDSM Book of the Year award (Over The Line), Golden Flogger Award 2015 nominee for her books Command, Bind, and Brand, Sierra was born in Manchester, England where she spent her early years traipsing through castles. After living in Denver for a number of years, the internationally acclaimed author now resides in Galveston, Texas. She loves the way history blends with Southern manners (being called “sugar” is an experience unto itself).
She invites you to join her on a sensual journey where the limits are explored and expanded.
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