On her first night of her new job as a bartender, Jade Dennis starts hearing voices. As the evening progresses, she finds herself aroused and attracted to the man talking in her head. Then she comes face to face with Ryker Jones, the man who recognizes her as both his soul mate and the woman who will fulfill all his kinky fantasies. While she thinks one of them is crazy, he sets out to prove that he will be a loving, caring Master if she agrees to be his pet.
Can Jade give up the independence and strength that she had developed since her divorce? Can she overcome the memories of prior abuse to allow Ryker into her comfort zone? Can a parking lot tryst prove that they are perfect together?
That’s the new bartender Mac called plain? Is he blind or just plain stupid, she’s fucking gorgeous.
Jade Dennis froze, wondering if she really was hearing someone talking or if her daydreaming had taken her into a new realm. Was her ex-husband right in his claims that she was delusional? The psychiatrist he demanded she see said she was imaginative and creative, but hardly certifiable.
Looking up and down the bar, she saw only the people Mac had spoken to and introduced to her as regulars. None of their voices matched the smoke and whiskey, all-male, bass voice with what she thought was a Texas accent.
Oh my God, did she hear me? If you did, pet, look toward the front door.
Looking around the rest of the room, her eyes stopped at the front door where a big gorgeous man was standing and staring in her direction. When the front door of Mac’s Pub opened admitting two more couples, he turned away so she could not be certain he belonged to the voice in her head. She looked a moment longer, admiring the tall, built body, which looked great in the black T-shirt with the pub logo on the back, faded jeans, and cowboy boots he wore.
Could finding her really be this easy? I wonder if she would meet me in the parking lot later for some hot, kinkiness to see if we are as compatible as my cock seems to think?
Her gaze dropped to see him casually adjust the bulge in the front of his jeans so it was less noticeable. Her pussy creamed though she was not sure if it was the visual or the mental suggestion that caused the reaction. It had been so long since a man had touched her in any way remotely sexual. She wondered what he meant about something being easy and them being compatible.
“Jade? Are you okay?” Sami, the other bartender working that night, touched her arm, bringing her out of her speculations.
“Uh, yeah, fine. Just fine,” Jade said, forcing her mind back to work.
She tried to explain the voice in her head as the result of too much work, too little sleep, and too much wishing for a man to fill the empty holes in her life. But the voice would not remain silent.