She’s living a lie…
She knows it. But it’s easier for Faith to pretend she’s a Domme or at least a switch than allow herself to feel again. To love again.
He’s watching her…
Rowen can see right through Faith’s false persona. But approaching her is the last thing he wants. He doesn’t do switches, and he certainly doesn’t do wealthy women.
She will submit to him…
When the opportunity presents itself, however, Rowen finds Faith on her knees at his bidding. There’s no way he will turn down the chance to prove what he already knows—Faith is submissive. She isn’t a Domme or a switch. She’s the perfect submissive he’s waited his entire life for.
But is it enough?
Faith has skeletons. Rowen has concerns. They both have a lot to learn about trust and second chances.
In many of Becca’s books of the BDSM lifestyle, she takes us on a journey to submission. However in this one the journey is quite different.
Faith is acting as a Domme and has more than one Dom watching her and wishing she was submissive or they were. She is precise and caring for her subs and everyone who watches is enthralled.
Rowen however sense something more, he believes she is truly a submissive and this is also hinted at by Carter.
Faith has been avoiding Rowan well not totally on purpose but she is truly afraid that he is the one Dominant that she will not be able to resist.
She isn’t able to avoid him when he stumbles upon her and his sister Sasha in Lincoln’s office. A rather foot in mouth discussion ensues that had me giggling.
However, my favorite scene occurs shortly after that, here’s part of it.
He opened the mini-fridge next to his desk and pulled out two bottles of water. And then he joined Faith on the small loveseat as he loosened the cap on one and handed it to her.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
He took a long drink of his own water and then leaned back, setting his arm along the back of the sofa and stretching out his legs. “I saw your scene earlier. You really know how to handle a whip.”
“Thank you,” she repeated.
She turned her body to face him more fully, but her gaze landed on his chest somewhere.
Unable to stop himself, he eased his hand from the back of the couch to toy with a thick lock of her hair absentmindedly. She wore it down tonight, long thick waves hanging halfway down her back. “Have you always been a Domme?” No sense beating around the bush. He wanted answers.
No? That’s all she was going to give him? “Care to expand?” he urged.
She pursed her lips and inhaled through her nose.
He slid his hand from her hair to her chin, nudging it upward with two fingers. When her gaze met his, her face flushed a gorgeous shade of pink. She licked her lips again as if they were permanently dry.
He set his thumb on the lower one and tugged it downward.
She opened her mouth and tipped her cheek into his palm, her eyelids lowering halfway.
Fuck me. No way in hell was he going to let her know how she affected him. “Talk to me. Tell me about yourself.” He removed his hand, setting it on the back of the loveseat once again, watching how she stopped breathing and followed the retreat of his arm with her gaze.
Yeah. Domme, my ass. She might be capable of topping a variety of people, and she did it better than most Dominants he knew, but she would not be topping him. She would submit to him. She would do it now. Tonight. Right here.
He wished he’d shut the door of the office when they came in. It had seemed presumptuous. And in reality, he wasn’t sure he cared who came into the room.
“Faith,” he stated firmly to get her attention.
She jerked her gaze back to his chest.
“Look at me.” His dick was so hard already it threatened to explode.
She lifted her gaze again. “I’m not sure this is a good idea. I should go.”
He held her gaze, unwavering. “You’re not sure what’s a good idea? Talking to me?” He lifted both hands briefly in the air. “I’m harmless.”
A soft chuckle escaped her lips as her face went from nervous fear to laughter. “Nothing about you is harmless, Master Rowen.”
Becca Jameson. Obeying Rowen: Club Zodiac, Book Two (Kindle Locations 655-678). Becca Jameson Publishing.
Very hot, extremely sensual and with enough conflicting emotions to keep you turning the pages. Both Faith and Rowen have much to overcome personally and it’s quite the journey.
I can’t wait for the next book in this series.
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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.
After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.
When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!
Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.