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SYNOPSIS:
Sofia Boon was ready to make changes
in her life, but she didn’t see this coming…Taking a chance, she finds the
nerve to ask out her handsome neighbor, but when he doesn’t show up for their
date, Sofia knocks on his door and meets a man claiming to be his roommate, and
she soon realizes she’s made a horrible mistake.
Eitan Kent is a tortured man, haunted by a death he
was unable to prevent…
Eitan believes he is unworthy of being loved. He
buries himself in his work and takes a job to track down a wanted criminal, Ben
Donovan. He locates Donovan’s apartment, but finds it empty—until Donovan’s
“date” shows up.
Eitan doesn’t know what to make of sweet, curvy
Sofia, but she’s the only lead he has…
Feeling he has no choice, Eitan decides to take her
with him to see if she can somehow lead him to Donovan before it’s too late—or
if her innocence is all an act and she’s involved in the bastard’s crimes.
Sofia is terrified and tries to explain to the dark
stranger that she barely knows her neighbor and has no idea how to track him
down, but Eitan knows exactly how to get the truth from her. Who knew a little
torture could be so sweet?
DARK REDEMPTION
by Sarah Marsh
Broken Souls
Series, #1
Release Date: August 30, 2016
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Cover Designer: Redbird Designs
Excerpt:
That rat bastard! She thought as she watched him stroll out of the
room just as though nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t just gotten her so
turned on that she thought she’d spontaneously combust and then just…left.
Sofia didn’t think about what she would have done
if he’d tried to have sex with her. That would just ruin the fury she was
currently riding. She should be relieved he hadn’t tried to force her. She should
have been, logically speaking, but she had to admit to herself her overheated
body was ready to beg for release and that her traitorous hormones were killing
the rational part of her brain. Sofia knew it was crazy, but all she could
think about right now was that the most satisfying way to get some relief was
under her sexy captor. It was an issue that only got worse as he walked back
into the room with a tray of food and all that beautiful, tanned bare skin.
“Here, let me help you sit up so you can eat,” he
said, putting the tray down on the nightstand and moving closer, “Or would you
rather wash up and use the bathroom first?”
“Bathroom first, please,” she said immediately,
thinking she could follow his lead and get some satisfaction while cleaning up.
But clearly her eagerness must have given her away
because he raised one eyebrow in challenge.
“Okay, but you have ten minutes to shower, and you
are not allowed to touch yourself other than to get clean―am I understood?” he
said in a firm tone as he leaned forward and undid her wrists.
“You’re going to watch me?” she asked, not quite
certain if she was offended or turned on at the prospect. She wondered for a
second why his firm tone seemed to excite her more than it should have.
“Do you want me to watch you?” he whispered low
next to her ear, causing awareness to spread through her entire body.
Sofia was a little breathless at the thought of
putting on the same show for him as he did for her, but in the end, her pride
won out over the wanton need she felt inside.
“No,” she barely answered, and it sounded weak even
to her ears.
His deep chuckle at her answer made her nipples
peak even more, and she was almost disappointed when he leaned back and pushed
the timer on his watch.
“You’ve got ten minutes, Sofia. Then I come in and
get you.”
Sofia had never used the washroom and showered so
fast in all her life, she got done with barely a minute to spare as she put her
bra and underwear back on and then wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel before
she walked back out into the room.
“You can keep the towel until you’ve eaten, then
it’s off,” he said once he saw her.
She’d take that small win, and she took her sweet
ass time eating as well until he finally took the tray away after she’d spent
five minutes chewing a single piece of melon.
“Now are you going to make this difficult on both
of us or are you going to behave?” he said as he motioned toward the wrist
cuffs once again.
She thought about it, but there was nothing she
could do against his superior strength, so she begrudgingly laid back against
the padded headboard and raised her wrists.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked quietly. “I
told you everything I know already.”
“Well, I’ll see about that soon enough, won’t I?”
was all he said in reply as he fastened the cuffs and picked up the tray before
he left the room.
****
By the time Eitan had gotten the kitchen cleaned up
from breakfast and returned to the bedroom, he was already half hard from
replaying how she’d looked watching him come in the shower. He thought about
putting on a pair of jeans, but why bother? He certainly wasn’t ashamed for her
to see how she affected him and she sure as hell didn’t seem to be put off by
his body, so he may as well use that to his advantage, right?
“Ready for the ankle cuffs?” he asked as he entered
the room.
He saw her swallow hard and move her legs tighter
together.
“Why do you have to?” she asked with a worried
look. “Are you going to touch me?”
“You don’t want me to touch you?” he challenged,
already knowing her body didn’t have any arguments.
“Of course I don’t want you to touch me!” she
answered, clearly trying to sound offended that he’d suggest such a thing, “I
don’t even know your name!”
“Well, that’s easy enough to remedy,” he said as he
placed one knee on the bed and pulled up the first ankle cuff. “My name is
Eitan. Now give me your leg, Sofia.”
He could tell she was surprised he’d given her his
name, and to be truthful, he was a bit surprised by that himself. But the more
he thought about his name on her lips as she moaned her pleasure, the harder
his cock got. He was doing all sorts of things with this little captive that
seemed to be breaking his rules, and Eitan wasn’t sure he really cared.
When she tentatively placed her little foot in his
hand, he quickly attached the cuff and then slowly ran his fingers over the
softness of her skin. Clearly she waxed her legs as the skin was still supple
and hair free. That thought made him more aware of the noticeably smooth skin
under those pretty purple panties, and his mouth watered as he imagined how
soft it would feel under his tongue. As he fastened the second cuff and her legs
moved further apart, it was all he could do not to crawl up her body and
relieve her of those panties just as he’d fantasized about doing in the shower
this morning. It was then that he finally had to admit to himself that this
interrogation was probably going to be more difficult for him than it was going
to be for her…because his self-control was already bucking to be let loose.
