From USA Today bestselling author,
Chelle Bliss, comes the seventh book in the Men of Inked series. James and Izzy
return on May 9th and they're hotter than ever. Don't miss the next installment
in the Men of Inked series.
Title: WORSHIP ME
Series: Men of Inked #7
Author: Chelle Bliss
Publish Date: 05.09.2017
Publisher: Bliss Ink LLC
Category /Genre: Erotic Romance; Suspense
Recommended for: 18+ due to sexual content
Goodreads link: Worship Me
Description from the publisher:
James
Caldo needs to control everything in his life, even his wife, Izzy Gallo. But
she’s headstrong and has a need to test her husband’s limits as much as he
pushes hers.
When a
case at ALFA Private Investigation takes a dark turn, James is forced to get
Izzy involved in an undercover sting, and the assignment will test her sexual
boundaries as well as the very foundation of their relationship.
Can Izzy
hold her tongue long enough to keep them both safe? Or will her unwillingness
to fully submit draw the eye of the very man they’re after?
This is the seventh book in the Men
of Inked series (plus a few companion stories) and I wouldn’t miss one of these
books for love or money - especially when it comes to Izzy and James. After reading this first chapter, I’ll be
right along with you in bugging Chelle to hurry the calendar along for all of
us. I’ll be counting the days until May
9th!
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Chelle Bliss is the USA Today
bestselling author of the Men of Inked and ALFA P.I. series. She hails from the
Midwest, but currently lives near the beach even though she hates sand. She's a
full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, coffee
fiend, and ex high school history teacher. She loves spending time with her two
cats, alpha boyfriend, and chatting with readers. To learn more about Chelle,
please visit chellebliss.com.
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“Izzy, please. Be reasonable.”
I loved when James begged. “Say it
again,” I taunted him.
What the fuck with the be reasonable
comment? I’m always reasonable. Okay, maybe that isn’t entirely true. I usually
shoot from the hip and save the apologies for later. My big mouth has gotten me
into more trouble over the years, and much of it I try to forget, especially
when it comes to James.
He arched an eyebrow, and the same
shitty smirk that I’d grown accustomed to flashed across his lips. “I could
make you say yes.”
“Doubtful.” I glared at him, feeling
supercocky even though I was in no position to be.
James, my loving husband of over ten
years, decided that tonight was a good time to tie me to the bed. I should’ve
known he was up to no good because it’d been more than a little bit since he’d
used restraints during sex. I figured we were just getting our kink on and that
he wanted to try something new, but nope, the bastard knew I wouldn’t like what
he was asking and made sure I didn’t have an out.
“Baby,” he whispered, running his
thumbs across my bottom lip and trying to seduce me. “You know you can’t say no
to me. Never have and never will.”
There were very few people in this
world that could make me do anything, but James had a power over me since the
first night I met him. Saying no to him had always been damn near impossible,
and I almost hated myself because of it.
I never wanted to be that girl—the
one who caved to anything her husband asked. Never in my life had I wanted to
be her, an easy mark and a carpet for her husband to walk all over, but things
don’t always turn out the way we plan. I learned that the hard way.
James wasn’t even on my radar until
the night of Joe and Suzy’s wedding when he sauntered in with his good looks
and charm. The arrogant bastard seemed to work me like he’d known me my entire
life, and I fell for it.
I thought I’d won when I snuck out.
I figured I’d never see him again, so what did it matter. Boy, was I wrong.
“I’ve said no to you plenty of
times.” I refused to let him use his sexual prowess, which I’d done in the
past, but sometimes I had to dig my heels in and find my inner bitch.
I pulled at the restraints and tried
to break free, but it was useless. The man could tie the most wicked knots, and
it had been years since I’d been able to wiggle out of them. Every time I
escaped, he’d learn a new technique until he found just the right one to render
me helpless.
His lips scorched a path down my
neck, and my back arched as if begging for his touch. “Say yes, Izzy.”
I stifled the moan that formed low
in my throat, but I squeaked instead when he sucked my nipple into his mouth.
My body rocked on its own, moving toward him instinctively, wanting the bite of
his teeth. His hand slid down my front, cupping my pussy, not hard enough to
give me pleasure, only the sweet torment that he reveled in.
“Say yes, and I’ll give you what you
want.”
He was playing with me. James was a
master manipulator. I didn’t know if it was his background with the DEA or just
something he was born with, but he used it perfectly when it suited his
purpose.
I clenched my jaw, grinding my teeth
together. “No.”
He pulled my panties to the side
before dipping two fingers inside me with the most sinful smile. “Last chance,
baby,” he warned.
What was he going to do to me if I
didn’t give in? The
thought passed through my mind, but I pushed it away. I was lost in the feel of
his hands on my skin and the ache between my legs, but my resistance held.
“No,” I bit out.
