Ellis Parker is a military man who puts his faith in truth, duty, honor, and living for the moment.<br><br>Keeping that peace isn't easy, and he reveres the person who helps him stay on his chosen path: Ellis' former Dominant lover and New Amsterdam's most well-connected bartender, Maxwell Clark.<br><br>So when Clark makes a rare and unexpected offer that might let Ellis relive the days when Ellis was Clark's, who is Ellis to refuse such a chance?

Shot in the Dark

“You’re doing well, soldier,” Clark murmured, combing fingers through Ellis’s hair. “Looking damned fine too, while you’re at it.” Clark sounded calm and reasonable, as though Ellis were trying on a suit or something, and Clark was commenting on the fit. “When you’re ready, just roll onto your back, and we’ll get the lines attached. Take your time.”


Ellis took Clark’s advice. Moving at all was causing all kinds of unexpected sensations to spike, and when Ellis finally admitted defeat and rolled, he knew he was blushing scarlet. With his red hair and complexion, Ellis must have looked like a strapped fish with a sunburn. But his mind got off that track when the right band on his thigh bit under his ass cheek, and he gasped. Ellis landed on his back, his hips rolled, and his hard-on sprang into the air. “S-sorry, sir,” he said, embarrassed all to hell.


Chapter 8