Sins Of Omission [A Creatures Of Sin Novel]
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by India Harper
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Mystery/Crime
Description: Carver Eliot has settled into his life as a private citizen and investigator, enjoying being his own boss and sharing David Logan's bed. Then the case of one missing girl throws Carver and David's comfortable situation into chaos.
David knew that one day one of Carver's cases would fall under the jurisdiction of Pittsburgh's police department. He was hoping it would be later rather than sooner. As Carver's investigation unfolds, however, conflict of interest becomes the least of David's worries.
The search for the missing girl leads both men into the shadows of Pittsburgh's sex club scene. As jaded as he thinks he is, Carver's eyes are blown wide open to a culture of pleasure and perversity he had only imagined. David, however, finds himself face to face with a way of life he thought he'd buried along with his lover and mentor three years ago. While Carver struggles to learn a new set of rules, David fights not to lose himself in the role he once knew so well.
Finding the girl is easy. Surviving the secrets their investigation reveals about each other and their burgeoning relationship is the true challenge...
Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Mystery / Detective / Suspense / Thriller / BDSM / Menage (M/M/M) / Group Sex / Voyeurism / Exhibitionism/ Public Places / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: June 2010
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [207 KB]
Reading time: 125-175 min.
"...If you like stories that involve kinky sex, you'll like this one...In fact, the first three chapters of the book are worth the price of purchase...I look forward to seeing more from this author team."--Carole, Rainbow Reviews
"Put the collar on me now."
The command had Carver in motion and the collar almost fastened around David's neck before it fully registered. How did David do that?
When he finished settling the leather around David's neck, David visibly relaxed. His "Thank you" was almost too quiet to hear.
"David, maybe we should--"
David's eyes were back to looking somewhere just over Carver's shoulder. "We don't want to be late."
Carver was tempted to argue, but he was starting to think it wouldn't do any good.
They were silent on the drive over. David sat in the passenger seat and kept his own thoughts while Carver drove, wondering what in the hell was going on with his partner. David was uncharacteristically docile, but there was something underneath it, something Carver hated himself for not being able to read. The stable foundation he'd been living on for the last few months suddenly seemed to be shifting sands, and he wasn't sure how to respond.
Carver parked on the street up from the club and got out. David followed, quite literally. He never came fully even with Carver as they crossed the street and headed toward Venus, always staying a step or two behind, no matter how Carver changed his pace. Carver couldn't take it anymore and whirled to shove David into a doorway two shops up from Venus. "What are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Damn it, David, stop screwing around!"
"What did you think this would be like, Carver?" David hissed with more emotion than Carver had seen from him all night. "You wanted a sub? Congratulations, you got one. If you can't handle it, that's not my problem."
"I don't act like that."
"No? You don't drop your eyes when I tell you to do something? Don't give way whenever I ask for anything?"
"It's not like--"
"It's exactly like that, Carver. It's not about having someone to boss around. It's about having someone trust you so completely that they let you make those decisions for them. It's a goddamn responsibility, Carver, and now it's yours. Whether you like it or not."
The whole time he never directly met Carver's gaze.
Carver realized how out of his depth he was. He'd thought--well, no, David was right there, he hadn't thought. He'd assumed he would be able to brazen his way through like everything else.
"What do I do?" They weren't even in the door and he'd fucked up. "David, tell me what to do."
David looked at him long enough to say, "No," and let the word sink in, before glancing down again.
"Goddamn it, David!"
David kept his mouth shut and eyes down.
"Fuck." Carver left the doorway, marching toward the club. That David silently followed irritated him further.