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I needed a dose of different in my reading tastes. Different came in a delectable, spicy and hot read that sent sizzles down my spine. Daddy's Home was my first book by Zoe Blake and damn, what an introduction.
The pain she felt from his punishing belt had done more than cause her physical anguish. The pain, that pure pain, had finally released her guilt. It was as if, deep down, she knew she deserved the belt, the pain…his lashing…his punishment of her. Her body had absorbed each strike of his belt like a boon.
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Once again, here with go with "warnings" that try to legitimize illegal behavior. "This book is edgy, dark and dirty. If the possibility of having your boundaries tested does not appeal to you, then please do not purchase." And here I am again reading some good old Daddy Dom kink. I'm an absolute fan-girl for this type of get your kink on, but I do find in terms of offering's, this type of sub-genre is pretty hit and miss.
Ignoring her pleas, Logan ran one hand down her slim thigh. Grasping her hip with one large hand to steady her, he forced his other hand between her waist and the wall. With a flick of his thumb and forefinger, he undid her jean’s small brass button. Placing his belt to the side, Logan pressed his chest against her bare breasts as he reached over her to grip the bone handle of his knife. With a sharp pull, the knife slid from its deep mooring inside the wall. Before she could give a sigh of relief, Logan grasped her shoulder and flipped her around, crushing her breasts against the wall.
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Some authors failing to hit that perfect spot entirely with it just coming across as well, extremely icky indeed. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look over her shoulder. Chloe saw her tormentor through a prism of tears. He looked fearsome standing there in his torn jeans and tight white t-shirt. The dark ink of his tattoos peeked through the thin fabric, an ominous staccato across his tanned skin. In his fist was the folded leather belt.
ARC provided by author in exchange for an honest review. Daddy's Home was a book I wanted and I am really great I got to read it because it gave me a dose of escapism I always crave. After 2 years, Logan finds Chloe. She has something that he needs. Not only does she have something that Logan needs, she becomes something that Logan needs. He wants to take care of her, protect her, and give her the discipline that she needs.
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“You know why, babygirl.” His voice was low and even. Logan raised his free hand and brought it swiftly down on her left bottom cheek. The crack of his open palm on her delicate skin echoed around the room. She started to twist her hips, her bottom pushing out, brushing his already hard cock.
But her supposed hero has been biding his time. Even with a job to do, he intends to bring the girl he’s been watching to heal. Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read.
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Logan picked up his leather belt. Taking a step back he admired her lithe form, petite yet with curves. Her slim thighs ended with the glorious curve of her ass. Her waist nipped in to accentuate the soft lines of her back.
Large gray eyes were framed with thick black lashes. High cheekbones were tinted a bright pink. Her light brown hair was the color of leather, just long enough for a man to grab and wrap around his fist.
She not only wanted the punishing pain…she wanted the punisher as well. Wanted to feel his breath as he whispered threats into her ear. Wanted the feel of his hand on her punished ass. The feel of his teeth scraping along her skin.
There were her late uncle’s hunting rifles in the gun cabinet in the living room, but she would have to crawl back through the kitchen. The door wasn’t even secured with a deadbolt, just a simple key lock. She lived in a cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere in upstate Michigan where all the neighbors knew one another.
“Even better tasting,” he said as he gave her another wink with those deep blue eyes. She was at his mercy in more ways than she could count. How, in this moment, could her body betray her so badly? And in such a twisted, fucked up way.
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