Tucker's Fall Part 19

Afterword.

Thank you so much for reading Tucker's Fall, the first in my new Purgatory Masters trilogy. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing it. I'm hard at work on my next BDSM romance, but don't despair, I have several other books available to tide you over.

The Purgatory Club holds a special place in my heart because it's based on a fetish show I used to attend when I lived in Charlotte, North Carolina. A while back I began writing novellas that focused on the club and different fetishes that could be explored there. Those stories are all available now. If you've not read them, I suggest you start with Roped. There you'll discover many of the characters you saw in Tucker's Fall.

Welcome to Purgatory! A club for every fetish...

Katie has a fetish for rope and she's had her eye on riggers Leo and Quinn for quite some time. Week after week she goes to the club and watches them tie up women from afar, while she imagines their rough rope against her own skin.

Now the two hunky men have decided to make their move. But is plus-sized Katie ready to turn her fantasies into reality?

Excerpt: Quinn grasped Katie's wrist and flipped her around to face him. His amber eyes pierced through her with a heated intensity as he watched her reactions. "You come here week after week and stand here looking down at us as we work. Do you think we don't notice the longing on your face? The way your body squirms as we wrap more and more rope around the girls who ask us to? Why are you torturing yourself? Or should I say...what are you waiting for?"

She closed her eyes to his questions, searching for an adequate answer when she knew there was none. How could she deny the truth? "I admire your work. What's wrong with that?"

His fingers gently grasped her chin and raised her head back up, forcing her to look at him. "We see you, Katie, we know what you need. Why do you hide here?"

She bristled against his words, shame heating her face. "I'm not hiding, Quinn, I'm just observing. I'm here and I'm alone, yet no one ever approaches or speaks to me. Which is fine, but don't tell me that I'm hiding. What am I supposed to do? Throw myself at someone?"

A grin split Quinn's handsome face, revealing the beautiful smile she loved so much. She always noticed how happy his job made him and she envied him that feeling. Some ties were more intense than others as evidenced by the hard lines of his face when he concentrated or the occasional bulge in his pants when a willing female turned him on. It was those moments when she had fleeting thoughts of both him and Leo taking her for their own. The popular riggers were frequently gossiped about around Purgatory, and word was they had a great time playing the scene together but hadn't taken a submissive of their own for a very long time.

"You don't have to get defensive with me, babe. I'm not sure what's wrong with the men in this club, letting you spend all your time alone. Their loss is my gain, though." He leaned closer, his lips a breath away from her own. The sharp tang of citrus filled her nostrils and she imagined he'd just come from a break where he would have eaten an orange. Did he realize even the way his hands peeled the skin from an orange could turn a woman inside out?

Katie sucked in a slow breath, afraid to move. She worried he would kiss her as much as she worried that he wouldn't. She was in a mood tonight, and watching the play stations hadn't helped but instead stoked the flames inside her until, now pressed against one of the men of her nightly dreams, she wanted nothing more than to submit to his every whim. She ached with the desire to be touched, to be tied, and to be f.u.c.ked by Quinn and Leo.

He edged a little closer, but instead of kissing her like she expected, he stroked her lips with his tongue. A gentle touch that was more like a taste than a kiss. He leaned into her until they were pressed together from hips to breast, and his erection was unmistakable pushed against her belly and pelvis. His hot tongue licked at the corner of her mouth and along the seam of her lips. She opened farther on a soft sigh but he only continued his exploration.

Her own arousal went off the charts as she rolled her hips against his. A low growl sounded in his throat and he pulled his head back from hers. "Careful, Katie. For a girl who professes to being happy alone, your body is quickly making a liar out of you."

She clamped her mouth shut and tried to pull back, but there was nowhere to go. He had her against the railing and his arms still held her in place. "I think we should stop this, people are starting to stare."

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A Man with a Past...

Liam O'Donnell fled his native Ireland years ago after one of his missions ended in tragedy and he was accused of killing several of his fellow agents. Shrouded in mystery, Liam can't remember that fateful night. He came to the United States in disgrace, seeking redemption for crimes he may or may not have committed. But the hunt for an international terrorist leads him to London and right back into the world he left behind.

A Woman Looking for a Future...

Avery Charles followed her boss to London, eager to help the philanthropist with his many charities. When she meets a mysterious man who promises to show her London's fetish scene, she can't help but indulge in her darkest fantasies. Liam becomes her Dom, her protector, her lover. She opens her heart and her home to him, only to discover he's a man on a mission and she's just a means to an end.

When Avery's boss leads them to the traitorous Mr. Black, Liam must put together the puzzle of his past or Avery might not have a future...

"I want you." She wanted him so badly. She just didn't trust that he could possibly want her.

"No, you don't, but you will." He stepped back and tucked his s.h.i.+rt in. "We're going to do this my way. We tried yours and it didn't work, so I'm taking control. I should have done it in the first place. If I thought you had some, I would tell you to change into fet wear, but you don't happen to have a corset and some PVC hiding in that closet, do you?"

"I don't know what PVC is," she admitted, her heart aching a little. "I don't think this is a good idea, Lee. I don't think I can be what you need. I'm not experienced, and what experience I have wasn't very good. Don't get me wrong. I loved my husband, but the s.e.x wasn't spectacular. I think I'm just one of those women who can't be s.e.xy. I was trying to please you, but I couldn't."

Even in the dim light, she could see him staring, a.s.sessing. "And I think you're one of those women who can't stop thinking long enough to let her body take over. Look, Avery, the s.e.x you've had happened with a kid. Was your husband older than you? More experienced?"

She shook her head. They had both been virgins.

"Then you have no idea what it can be like. I look at s.e.x differently than most people. It's an exchange, and it should be good for both parties. I don't want you to spread your legs and let me have you because you want someone to hold you. If you want me to hold you, ask me. I want you to spread your legs because you can't wait another single second for my c.o.c.k. I want that p.u.s.s.y ripe and ready and weeping for a big d.i.c.k to split it wide and have its way. I want your nipples to peak because I walk into a room and you remember every dirty thing I can do to them. I want you to want me. I can make you crave me. I don't want some drive-by f.u.c.king that gets me off and I forget it five minutes later. I want to f.u.c.k all night long. I want to feel it all the next day because my c.o.c.k got so used to being deep inside your body. If that's what you want, then get dressed in the s.e.xiest thing you own and agree that I'm the boss when it comes to s.e.x." He turned and walked out. "I'll give you five minutes to decide. I'll be waiting in your living room. If you really want me, you'll dress exactly how I've told you to dress and you'll present yourself to me for inspection. And Avery, no bra and no underwear. You won't need them."

The door closed behind him, and she had to remember how to breathe.

She wasn't s.e.xy. She wasn't o.r.g.a.s.mic.

But what if she could be? Lee hadn't been right about everything, but he had a few points. He'd told her he wanted to be in control and then she'd tried to make all the decisions. He had more experience, but she'd decided she knew best. She hadn't listened to him.

He wanted control. He wanted her to really want him. She didn't understand, but if she ever wanted to understand, she had to try.

She'd taught herself how to walk again. That had been an enormous mountain to climb. Why was she so scared of this? She'd faced worse, but she was cowering in her boots over not wearing underwear and a bra? She'd lost so much. Was she willing to lose this, too?

What was she really risking? She might look dumb. She could end up with her heart broken, but at least she would have proven it still worked.

She'd come across the ocean to change her life-to have a life. What was life without a few risks?

She got her phone out and sent a quick text to Adam letting him know she was home and who she was with so if she was serially murdered, at least they would have a starting place for where to find her body.

But she was going to do this because she felt safe with Lee. And because she wanted to finally understand what it really meant to want someone.

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About the Author.

Eliza Gayle lives a life full of s.e.xy shapes.h.i.+fters, blood boiling vamps and a dark desire for bondage...until she steps away from her computer and has to tend to her family.

She graduated Magna c.u.m Laude (which her husband translated into something very naughty) from college with a dual degree in Human Resource Management and Sociology. That education, a love of the metaphysical and a dirty mind comes in handy when she sits down to create new characters and worlds. The trick is getting her to sit still.

...Join her in her world. The door is always open and the next red hot adventure is just a page away.

Look for Eliza on the Web at http://www.elizagayle.net or check out her blog at http://www.elizagayle.net/blog.

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