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Shame. Panic. Desire. Dominance. Disgust.

All feelings that I was familiar with from the age of sixteen. That's when I met Ana. The girl next door who became so much more. Until her, I was alone in the dark desires that I didn't understand, that I couldn't reconcile.

My best friend, she accepted me. Helped me see that there was no shame in the things that we both craved. Her submission was a drug, my dominance over her a high that I'd never experienced. When we were together, I was at peace for the first time in my life.

But it was too good to last. Our own guilt over our feelings, of our appetite for pain and pleasure, destroyed us.

I was convinced that all I needed was a chance, just one more chance to overcome my shame, and Ana would be able to trust me again.

If only it were that easy.

*WARNING: This book is an erotic romance and does contain consensual sexual situations between characters under eighteen that include submission and domination.

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A short time later, when I walked up the stoop of my apartment, I noticed a bag sitting in front of my door. Excited and confused about what it could be, I took it inside and tore open the note.

My Ana,

I know today was hard and you won’t do this for yourself. I left a bottle of wine—Moscato, because it’s your favorite—and vanilla bath salts because I love that smell on your skin. Take care of yourself. Pour yourself a glass of wine and take a long, hot bath.

Kevin

Biting my bottom lip, I couldn’t hold back my smile. He knew me so well. Just seeing the physical proof of that sent a riot of butterflies through my chest. Not wanting to wait a second, I uncorked my wine and grabbed a glass, heading to the bathroom.

Once I settled into the warm water, I took my first sip of wine just as my phone vibrated on the stool next to me.

Kevin: Send pics so I know you followed my orders.

Kevin: Nudity optional. ;)

I laughed and heat crept into my cheeks at his last comment. What would Kevin do if I sent him a picture of my breasts? Probably come kick down my door. The thought thrilled me and my heart stuttered in excitement just imagining it.

Tempting, but I wasn’t ready for that. Still, I decided to push his buttons. Holding the camera up, I snapped a pic of my lips and top curves of my breasts, the rest hidden under the cloudy water.

Kevin: -growls-

Kevin: Tease.

Fiona Cole is a military wife and a stay at home mom with degrees in biology and chemistry. As much as she loved science, she decided to postpone her career to stay at home with her two little girls, and immersed herself in the world of books until finally deciding to write her own.

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