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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Gay Fiction
Description: The sequel to Amber Allure's Best Seller Pushing The Envelope: Cordially Invited...

Exhibitionism and voyeurism are all well and good, but there are some things for which a man needs his privacy. And there are some sights that aren't intended for anyone but an individual submissive's dominant.

Joe's wanted to do something special since the first time he saw Scott naked, bound and waiting for him. He's been thinking about it for weeks and, for better or worse, Scott has no idea what Joe has in mind. And Joe has no intention of voicing his plan until he has Scott tied down, blindfolded, and at his mercy.

But what will Scott have to say when he finally discovers Joe's scheme? Could it be his safe word?

NOTE: Don't miss the next installment in the series, Pushing The Envelope, Book VII: Yours Sincerely.

Genres: Gay / Contemporary / BDSM / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2012
eBookwise Release Date: June 2012

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [43 KB]
Words: 8176
Reading time: 23-32 min.

Scott stood on the pavement outside what looked like a very fashionable hairdresser--the kind that charged more for a quick trim than he made in a month. He'd already read the note Joe had slipped into his pocket at the end of their last date a dozen times and more and he'd been pretty sure he knew the address they were going to meet at by heart, but apparently notE

Frowning at the darkness behind the shop window, glad it was closed so that he at least didn't have an audience to his stupidity, Scott dug into his coat pocket and pulled out the latest envelope he'd received from Joe. Carefully extracting the note, Scott read the address. He looked at the number on the building, then at the street name. They all seemed to match.

The sudden roar of a motorbike turning the corner at the end of the street made Scott smile. Even if the hairdresser didn't look like Joe's type of place, that definitely sounded like Joe's kind of ride.

The physical memory of the vibrations that had danced through his body the one and only time he'd been permitted to ride pillion behind Joe, rushed straight to Scott's cock. He immediately began to harden. Scott couldn't bring himself to be surprised by that particular reaction. Every damn thing about Joe seemed to have the same effect on him. The guy was super-strength, leather-clad Viagra.

A hulking mass of silvered chrome and shining black metal rolled to a stop right alongside Scott.

Hastily pushing the note into his pocket, Scott did his best to force his features into something that resembled a nice, sensible smile, rather than an idiotic grin. He had as much control over his face as he had over his cock.