Broken: A Need for Control

When Jake came to help independent Rebecca Warren get back on her feet, she found herself falling for the quiet but strong man. Can she break through his barriers and reach him? Can he teach her to be the woman he craves? A flawed pairing, wounded and worn, must learn to shed their masks to find what they both need - each other. (Short story - 8,000 words) Warning: Adult Content

PEEK INSIDE:

With barely a warning, he spun around and pinned me to the wall, his hand pulling my wrists up over my head. "You don't want to go there," his warning was stern, and his eyes squinted. He was staring straight into my eyes, and the grey blue of his iris's flickered with fire, "What you turn on, you may not be able to turn off."

My breathing was shallow, and my hunger oozing from within. I wanted to taste his lips, wanted to reach out - kiss me, I willed him to move closer, but instead he let go of my hands and turned to walk away.

"Don't go," I whispered, begging him to stay with me. "I'm so lonely."

He stopped, bent his head down, "I'm sorry, but I don't play by the rules."

"What rules? I'm asking you to touch me," I whimpered.

Turning around, "Rebecca, you're a lovely woman, but I can't unleash my lust on you. I need more than a regular sexual relationship, so much more. I need control."

I was curious - as a strong and independent woman, could I give up control? I honestly didn't know, but had no idea what kind of control he meant. I'd only learn later.