KT Grant: Redheaded Author of Sexy

"His animal magnetism pulled at her. She soaked in her lover, dressed in a gray oxford shirt, sleeves rolled up under the elbows, the first few buttons undone, showing a slip of his chest and the hair there. His tailored slacks hung on his slim hips hung. He looked like he had just finished a day at the office and wanted to unwind.

She knew exactly how he wanted to unwind. She would end up being his target, his willing victim who would gladly take whatever he offered or demanded. It would be so simple to welcome him, but she didn’t trust herself not to cower before him or not to end up at his feet before everyone here, asking him to take her away and make her the willing slave she had almost become last winter."