“You’re the only one I want to control. The only one whose submission I want, need, and crave with every part of me, every second of every day.” – Sergeant Logan Pierce
Sergeant Logan Pierce: Head of Houston’s elite SWAT team. He leads his squad with cool efficiency, taking down rough criminals while keeping his team safe. But behind closed doors he sets a darker part of himself free. He’s a Dominant in the world of Bondage and Domination. As a Dom, he’s controlled many submissives, but never had one for his own. That’s because there’s only one man he wants: Corporal Clay Foster.
Corporal Clay Foster: Highly trained SWAT officer. He’s always the first one to face the dangerous situations of their job. Over the years he’d noticed his Sergeant’s secretly admiring glances and suspected his attraction. One night, with one kiss, he’s proven correct. Clay dives headlong into the rough passion of BDSM that Logan introduces him to. He submits to Logan’s control, accepting the sweet shackles that bind him to his Sergeant. But secrets, both his and Logan’s, force him to leave the newfound safety of his Dom’s arms.
Logan refuses to let go of what he’s wanted for so long, Clay as his own, proudly wearing his collar. Clay wants to be his. He knows it and Clay knows it too. Can Logan safely guide Clay through the obstacles that separate them until he can claim his submissive once more?
The Sergeant is Book One in the Cuffs, Collars, and Love series. If you love romance that is epic, emotional and erotic, you’ll want to give this series a read!
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Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Tropes: Badass Hero, In Uniform
Word Count: 143000
Setting: Houston, Texas
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Two weeks had passed since Clay walked out of Logan’s office in a rage. They’d continued to work together, managing to do so well. They kept to their word this time and put their personal stuff on hold while at work. Except for tonight. Tonight was different.READ MORE
The team had taken one of the large unmarked SUVs for this operation. On the ride back, Clay was seated next to Logan. Without meaning to, Clay looked over and made eye contact with Logan. Once he had, he found it difficult to look away. They ignored the conversations of the others in the vehicle with them as they gazed at each other, while the two feet separating them felt like nothing. Logan’s eyes dropped to his mouth. Out of habit, Clay bit his lip. Logan’s eyes flashed back to his. Even in the semi-darkness of the truck, Clay could see that there was heat in that gaze. Hot sexual heat. Clay didn’t have to be a mind reader to tell what Logan was thinking. He was thinking of touches and kisses and bodies coming together. Clay’s breathing shallowed, his skin prickled with anticipation. He saw a muscle tense in Logan’s jaw and realized he was holding himself back. Clay cursed under his breath and turned to stare out the window for the rest of the ride.
That was stupid of him. He knew Logan would take what had just happened as encouragement. And he was right. Inside the station, Logan casually stood outside his office door, talking to their team members as they passed. But when Clay came abreast of him, Logan’s hand closed over his wrist before he could pass. Clay stopped and turned. He pulled his arm out of Logan’s hold, both for appearances sake and because he couldn’t take Logan touching him, holding him in his firm grip. It made him think of other times … of Logan holding him down, restraining him while he--
Clay forced himself to put that out of his head.COLLAPSE