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Boston Doms : Book Two

By: Maisy Archer, Jane Henry
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: ©2016 by Blushing Books® and Jane Henry, Maisy Archer
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He offered her his protection. Love was never part of the bargain.

Matteo Angelico, former Marine and experienced, longtime dominant, knows what he likes—sexy, submissive women who do what they're told and are willing and able to give him the control he craves. But he also knows what he doesn't like—the demands of a full-time dynamic and a committed relationship. He's happy to leave the flowery romance to his twin brother Dominic, and Dom's fiancée, Heidi. So why can't he get the one girl who wants it all out of his head?

Hillary Marrow has learned all too well that D/s relationships don't always have fairy tale endings—the last dominant she met online betrayed her trust in every possible way. But that hasn't stopped her from giving her heart away to the most commitment-phobic dominant in Boston: Matteo Angelico. When Matteo offers to give her the accountability and discipline she needs, she eagerly accepts, even when she finds herself taken across his knee.

As Hillary and Matteo's siblings plan their wedding, the two of them find themselves in frustratingly romantic scenarios, but still manage to maintain a semblance of distance. However, when Hillary finds herself the target of a stalker, she and Matteo are thrown together and sparks fly. Hillary trusts Matteo to keep her safe from the stalker… but who will protect Hillary's heart from Matteo?

Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual scenes. Even though it's the second in the Boston Doms series, it can be read as a standalone.

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Chapter One

Hillary heaved open the steel fire door that led from the kitchen to the alley behind the restaurant, grateful that the noise from the party masked the protesting squeal of the hinges.

She loved her sister and soon-to-be brother-in-law, she truly did, and she was thrilled to celebrate their engagement with the rest of their family and friends. After all, Heidi and her fiancé, Dominic Angelico, had been through a lot over the past few months, and no one knew Heidi deserved happiness as well as Hillary did. But after two hours of watching Heidi and Dom wrapped around each other, and their friend Paul and his boyfriend John making eyes at one another, and certain other people flirting with  every woman in the room but her, Hillary needed to escape. The cloying scent of romance was thick in the air, and it was giving her a headache.

She stepped out into the humid August night, sucked in a deep, calming breath of air… and immediately wrinkled her nose. Ah, the smell of garbage in summer, she thought with a laugh.  A much more appropriate fragrance for my mood. 

She propped the door open with practiced ease, using the heavy bucket that was kept just inside the door for that very purpose, and leaned her back against the rough brick wall of the building. Though she'd kept company with Nicole and the other waitresses and line cooks a million times as they took their smoke breaks back here, the alley behind Cara still felt sinister in the darkness. From the hulking shadows of the dumpsters and parked cars, she could hear the scratching and scrabbling of little creatures she preferred not to think about… and who knew what other, human dangers were hiding out there?

Hillary shivered and edged a few inches closer to the door.

She'd only wanted to experience the kind of pleasure she'd read about—the kind she wanted to write about, the kind that came from submitting yourself completely to someone else's control. But she'd been a college senior, and that wasn't exactly the kind of thing you could mention to a guy at a fraternity mixer. So she'd found a willing dominant online last April.

Marauder .

The first in a string of poor decisions where her heart was concerned.

Marauder had made all kinds of dark promises in his emails—restraints and punishments, things so taboo that she'd blushed like a middle-schooler. She'd naively assumed that it was all part of the game, that the romance would come later.

Dumb, dumb, dumb.

Real life was nothing like a romance novel.

The smooth, unrelenting steel of the bench beneath her back. Her wrists and ankles bound with hard metal cuffs that cut off her circulation and chafed when she struggled. The gag that almost choked her. The overpowering fear, until Matteo broke down the door and…

No.

The shit that went down at Club Black Box was over and it would never happen again.

You are a different person now , she reminded herself.

Hillary blew out a breath and ran a hand through her cap of short hair, trying unsuccessfully to tuck one of the longer front strands behind her ear. Almost, but not quite.

One of the first things she'd done after graduating and moving down to Boston in May was to find a hair dresser who'd transformed her shoulder-length auburn hair into a modified blond pixie-cut, liberally streaked with blue and purple. It had sounded so badass, so edgy, so perfect for starting a new chapter in her life.

Her sister had warned her that she'd regret it—that the novelty would fade and she'd be annoyed with how long it took to grow out.

And it turned out that Heidi had been partially right—the cut had proved annoying and regrettable. Though not for the reasons Heidi had imagined.

"Hey, Tinker Bell," mocked a deep, smooth voice from the kitchen. "Whatcha doin' out there?"

Ugh! That name! Hillary whirled around, ready to murder the person speaking it… but it wasn't the Angelico brother she'd been expecting, so instead she rolled her eyes.

"You have a death wish tonight, Tony?" she asked sweetly, folding her arms over her chest as she regarded Dom's youngest brother Tony, the owner of Cara.

In the light spilling through the doorway, she could see that his expensive suit was creased, his brown hair was rumpled, his hazel eyes were glassy, and he carried a beer bottle in each hand.

Looked like someone had been enjoying the party.

Tony snickered like what she'd said was extremely funny. "No more than usual. And where's the gratitude? Is that any way to talk to your boss?"

Hillary rolled her eyes again and fought a smile. It was true that Tony had offered her a part-time waitress gig at Cara as soon as she'd moved to town. And with its prime North End location and influx of summer tourists, the tips allowed her to work relatively few hours each week, making it the perfect job for a writer struggling to finish her first novel. But although Tony owned the restaurant, he hardly ever acted like her boss. Instead, it was the restaurant manager, pretty, take-charge Tessa Damon, who mostly ran the business these days, leaving Tony free to run the kitchen, the way he preferred.

Tony smiled widely, amused by her attitude. The white flash of his teeth and an adorable dimple softened the hard lines of his face, and she wondered for the umpteenth time why the hell it couldn't be  this Angelico who filled her every thought. Tony was tall, like both of his brothers, but broader and huskier. He was open and friendly, where Dom was reserved. And Tony was sweet and sympathetic, unlike the high-handed, alpha-male, crazy-making, unbelievably-sexy force of nature that was Dom's twin brother, Matteo.

"Peace offering," Tony told her, handing her one of the beers he carried and sitting down heavily on the bucket in front of the door.

"Hmm," Hillary murmured noncommittally, taking a deep pull of the beer. Sam Adams, her favorite. A decent peace offering. Still… "You know I don't answer to that name. Ever."

He shrugged. "It's catchy. And for what it's worth, I'm pretty sure Matteo didn't intend to piss you off when he came up with it," he told her, his eyes dancing. "How was he supposed to know you had such a deep hatred of pixies?"

Hillary gritted her teeth. She had nothing against pixies, per se. She  did have something against the idiot who'd taken one look at her badass haircut and vertically-challenged stature and immediately thought of an animated fairy rather than a strong, mature, sexy woman.

"Well if it were unintentional, you'd think he'd have gotten a clue the first twelve thousand times I told him not to call me that!" she groused.

"Oh, I just said he didn't intend to piss you off at first," Tony said cheerfully, taking another swig from his bottle. "But  now he definitely does it just to piss you off."

Hillary raised one eyebrow and looked at Tony, who smiled back at her with mock innocence. But then he grew serious.

"Is he why you're out here?"

Hillary stiffened. "Who? Matteo?" she scoffed. "No. Of course not. I've hardly spoken to him tonight. I just needed fresh air."

It was bad enough that Matteo already knew how she felt about him, thanks to her stupid decision to bare her soul to him one night a couple of weeks ago. If Tony or anyone else suspected that she had one-sided feelings for Matteo, the humiliation might kill her.

It was Tony's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Don't play dumb, Hillie. I saw Matteo doing his thing in there, flirting with your cousin Sara  and Heidi's friend Marlene. And then I saw you come out here."

Shit. She'd tried to be so careful. Hillary swallowed hard and scrambled for an explanation.

"Because I know it must drive you crazy," he continued. "You know… as a feminist."

What ?

Oh.

Right. Yes. It bothered her as a feminist. Clearly.

She almost sighed in relief.

"If it helps, from what I hear it's a genetic thing. They say our dad was the same way before he got married. Matt can't help but flirt with every woman over eighteen and under fifty…"He paused to consider. "Maybe sixty," he amended, then continued with a shrug. "He doesn't mean anything by it."

She nodded. This was true—flirting was the only way that Matteo related to women, whether it was the grandmotherly lady who rolled gnocchi in Tony's kitchen once a week, or the pretty teenage cashier at the corner store, or Hillary's own middle-aged, hippy mother.

"Except Heidi," she reminded him. "And, well…me."

Tony shrugged and nodded. "Well, yeah. Except you two. Since you're family."

Right. Yes. Family. Brother- and sister-in-law.

Except that her feelings toward Matteo hadn't ever been sisterly, not from the moment he'd broken down the door at Club Black Box and saved her from that asshole, taken her back to his apartment, listened to her hesitant, stammering confessions about wanting to be a submissive, and helped her begin to heal. She wanted him, no holds barred.

And for a brief moment, she had imagined that he felt the same way… before he'd completely shut her down.

She shook her head and changed the subject.

"Anyway, what brings you to this scenic spot, Boss Man?" she asked, waving a hand to indicate the nearby trash cans. "Won't Val be looking for you?"

Tony's girlfriend Val rarely let him out of her sight when there were single women around.

He laughed without humor. "Oh, no doubt. She's probably got more bitching to do about the arrangement of the tables or the wines we're serving with dinner. Why do you think I'm out here? You know she won't come through the kitchen. Might ruin her shoes."

Hillary's head went back in surprise. She'd always thought of Val as catty and shallow—just that night, she'd accused Hillary of ruining the 'elegance' of the wedding party pictures with her funky hair and plain blue sheath dress. And she knew Dom worried that Tony would let Val suck him dry financially. But she'd never heard Tony say a word against her until now.

"She bitched so much that you let her run you out of your own restaurant?" she scolded.

Tony leveled such a stern, forbidding look at her that she winced. Jeez, maybe he wasn't just sweet and cheerful.

"Sorry, sorry," she backtracked quickly. "I just mean…"

But he sighed and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No, you're right. I prefer to think of it as a strategic retreat, rather than running away," he said sardonically. "But I guess it's the same thing." He paused a moment before continuing. "Val wants a ring."

Hillary choked on a sip of beer.

"A what?"

Tony slumped forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

"An engagement ring. She and I have been dating for over a year now," he said. "And Dom only met Heidi… what, four months ago?"

Hillary scowled. "Yeah, but that's different. When it's right like that, you just… know."

Tony nodded. "Yup. You know that, and I know that, but Val…"He tipped the beer to his lips again, drained the last few drops, and shrugged. "Val wants a ring."

Oh, wow. Val for a sister-in-law?

"Damn," Hillary breathed. "But… You know it's not all about what Val wants, Tony. What about you? What do youwant?"

But before Tony could answer, a loud burst of laughter made them both turn toward the kitchen.

The first thing Hillary saw was Matteo… And wasn't that the story of her life, at least for the past few months? He was always the first thing she noticed, a magnet that drew her eyes the second he walked in the room.

Tall and tan, larger than life, his head thrown back with laughter. And, God, how did he manage to look so elegant, despite the muscles that rippled and flexed beneath his dark grey suit jacket? Her fingers tingled with the need to touch him.

And then she noticed his companion.

Tessa was standing next to him, and she was smiling, too, looking for all the world like an auburn Jessica Rabbit in a tight, strapless pink dress that Hillary didn't have the assets to hold up if her life depended on it.

Is it any wonder Matteo isn't interested in being anything more than your brother? Hillary thought miserably as her stomach churned.

"Seriously, Matt," Tessa chided gently, shaking her head at Matteo in exasperation, even as she smiled. "You're crazy. I don't think—"

But Matteo smiled down at Tessa and draped one muscular arm around Tessa's slim shoulders… her slim bare shoulders.

"Honey, do you trust me?" he asked, in that deep, resonant voice that haunted Hillary's dreams. "I'm telling you, Tess, a man like me  knows when…"

Tony pushed himself to his feet, vibrating with tension, and Matteo's eyes caught the motion, his gaze swinging to the doorway. His eyes widened as he caught sight of Tony and then narrowed when he spied Hillary. Matteo scowled.

"Tony? What are you doing out there?" Matteo demanded.

Tony's jaw worked for a moment before he spoke, and when he did, it was in a low voice, to Hillary.

"I don't think it matters what I want, Hill," he told her. Then he chucked his empty beer bottle into the recycling dumpster and walked back inside to stand in front of his brother and Tessa.

"Matt," Tony said, lifting his chin in greeting. Then he folded his arms across his chest. "Miss Damon. I thought you were working tonight."

"I… am," Tessa said in confusion, stepping away from Matteo. "That's why I'm h—"

"Really? That's funny," Tony interrupted, cocking his head to the side, "because the party is out there, and you're in here."

Hillary saw Tess's eyes narrow.

"But I was just—"

"In the future, Miss Damon, I'd appreciate it if you'd save your personal conversations for after work."

He pushed his way between Tessa and Matteo and stomped over to the small office off to the side of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him.

Tessa looked outraged. She narrowed her eyes at the closed door like she was contemplating violence. But finally she turned and stalked toward the swinging door that led to the front of the restaurant, slapping it open with her palm. She held it open just long enough to turn and look back at Matteo.

"Looks like you were wrong. But thanks anyway, Matt," she said.

Then she spun around, her brown hair flying out behind her, and disappeared through the door.

All the while, Matteo looked extremely pleased with himself. He seemed to be fighting a smile.

"Holy crap! You think this was funny?" Hillary exploded. "You are unbelievable! You got your brother all upset, and you got Tessa in trouble with her boss!"

Matteo turned to face her fully, his eyes scanning quickly from her hair, to her dress, to her shoes, and then back up, focusing on the drink in her hand. His smile evaporated and he raised one eyebrow.

"Why, hello, Hillary," he said pointedly. "It's lovely to see you this fine evening."

Hillary rolled her eyes, even as a part of her squirmed at the subtle rebuke. Why did he always seem to turn her into a senseless puddle of goo or a raving shrew?

She leaned back against the door frame and sipped her beer, glaring at him.

He walked over and leaned against the opposite side of the door frame, facing her, so close that his folded arms nearly touched her chest.

And even though he made her crazy, damn him, every cell of her body wanted him to lean closer, to bridge the inches separating them.

Do it , she told him silently, wishing he could read her mind.  Please, please, do it.

He watched her carefully, his eyes trained on hers for so long that she almost began to wonder if he would make that move…  finally.

And then his eyes shuttered.

"How many drinks have you had tonight?" he demanded. "Because you don't look sober. And if Nicole was your ride home, you are shit out of luck. She's obliterated."

Hillary closed her eyes for a moment, bracing against the rush of disappointment.

She had been a connoisseur of love since she'd first known the concept existed. As a writer, romance and happy-ever-afters were her stock in trade, so she'd read and researched and studied the condition the way an astronomer might study a distant planet, hoping that one day she'd get to experience it first-hand. She'd spent hours and hours dwelling on what being in love would feel like—the pulse-pounding heat of it, the soul-deep understanding, the feeling of connection, the longing to crawl deep beneath someone else's skin.

But for all her imaginings, she'd never dreamed that love could make a person feel so damn lonely or so out-of-control.

She opened her eyes and forced herself to smile.

"Three beers," she told Matteo calmly. "Oh, no, wait…"

She held up a finger and quickly downed the last of her beer.

"Make that four," she amended.

She saw him bite his lip, a sure sign that he was struggling to maintain control, and felt a perverse satisfaction.

"So help me, Tinker Bell," he warned, his green eyes blazing. "If you don't control yourself…"

And with that one word, she lost her mind.

"Don't. You. Call. Me. That!" she said, shoving her palm into his chest. "I am nobody's fairy princess, and definitely not  yours. And if I don't control myself… What? Hmmm? Finish the sentence, Matteo, I dare you. What will you do?"

His eyes were focused on hers, and his jaw moved from side to side, but he didn't answer.

"Will you take me in hand? Punish me? Be my dominant?" she goaded. "Noooo, of course you won't. Because I suggested that once before, to my everlasting shame. And you turned me down flat."

"And you know why," he said, his voice infuriatingly calm even as he leaned forward against her hand, close enough that she could feel his hot breath on her face. "I don't do long-term, I  don't take advantage of girls who have some weird, misplaced hero-worship thing going on because I helped them out of a jam—"

"Hero-worship!" she sputtered. "Oh my God. You have totally lost your—"

"And," he continued, as though she hadn't interrupted, "I  don't do girls who are eight fucking years younger than I am."

She shook her head at the utter stupidity of this statement.

"I can't give you what you want or what you need," he finished.

Can't? Or don't want to? But she didn't speak the thought aloud. She was pretty sure she already knew the answer, and had just enough pride to not want him to confirm it.

She was exhausted suddenly and could feel tears pricking the back of her eyelids.

"I'm not sure you have the first clue what I want or need," she told him wearily. "But it doesn't matter. You're not my dominant, Matt. So you don't need to know how many beers I've had. You  don't get to make demands about how I'm going to get myself home. I'm a big girl and I'll take care of myself."

"Hillary," he began, his tone gentle.

His unexpected kindness was the last straw. She felt the traitorous tears starting to fall.

"Don't!" she warned him, hugging her arms around herself. "Don't be all nice to me. Not now. I can't handle it."

He uncrossed his arms and pulled her forward so that her forehead rested against the warmth of his chest.

"Ah, baby," he said, stroking his large, calloused hand over her short hair. "You've been so strong with everything that's happened these past few months."

She began to cry in earnest.

"But I don't want to be! You have n-no idea how h-hard it is to find a good Dom, Matt. I c-can't just walk into a club. I definitely can't go online again. I'm so sc-scared of meeting another guy like…  Marauder," she finished in a whisper.

She felt his shoulders tense. She knew he didn't like remembering that night any more than she did.

"I don't want to feel this way—out of control and half-crazy. I don't want to be your problem anymore. But… I don't even know where to begin," she admitted.

Matteo was silent for a moment, then blew out a breath. "When you moved here, I promised you I'd be your friend, your big brother." He paused. "I'm thinking I've done a pretty shitty job of it."

Guilt reared its head and Hillary made a sound of denial. "I haven't exactly made it easy. I—"

He grabbed her shoulders and shook her gently until she lifted her head and met his eyes.

"When I fuck up, I say so," he told her. "But that ends now."

She frowned. "What does that mean?"

"It means that I'll find you a dom," he said, sliding his hand up to wrap around the back of her neck. "Someone that I know can trust and, more importantly, that you can trust. Someone who can take care of you… give you everything you need."

She felt her eyes go wide.

"You? Are gonna play matchmaker? For me?" she repeated.

It sounded amazing. It also sounded like the worst kind of torture.

He pursed his perfect lips thoughtfully.

"Let's call it… Sourcing and vetting of qualified prospective dominants," he told her, his green eyes twinkling. "Matchmaking makes me think of my old Nana Angelico, trying to find nice Italian girls for her grandsons."

He surprised a watery laugh out of her.

"Oh, yeah. Definitely," she agreed with a sniffle, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "Sourcing and vetting is way more manly."

He chuckled. "Anyway, I've been around a while and know a lot of guys who are into the scene—some guys I've worked with at The Club, plus a few guys I know from the shop." His brow puckered. "I'll give it some thought and get you some possibilities by the end of the week."

Wait… A guy from The Club, one of the longest-running BDSM scenes in Boston, where Matt happened to be a part-time Dungeon Master and security guard, or a guy from Inked, the tattoo parlor where Matteo rented a table? This idea could have potential.

"Really?" she said. "You know, a guy from Inked might be nice."

He quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah? Why?"

"I've kinda got a thing for hot, tattooed guys, obviously," she told him. "Mmm… Definitely sexy."

His brow lowered, and the hand wrapped around her neck tightened momentarily before he dropped it to his side. "I'm pretty sure that's not the kind of thing a girl tells her brother."

But you're not my brother. Duh.

She laughed.

"But it's exactly the kind of thing a girl needs to tell the guy who's gonna source and vet her prospective doms," she informed him. "You know, maybe I need to get you a list of important criteria. Non-smoker. Can't live with his mother. Tall. Likes reading. Brown hair." She ticked off the items on her fingers.

"Yeah? You like brown hair?" he asked, smoothing a hand over his own short brown locks.

"Mmm… But maybe on the longer side. Like that football player, Julian Edelman. You know?"

He shook his head and pulled her out of the doorway, before removing the bucket and firmly closing the alley door.

"Anything else?" he asked, amused.

She pretended to think about it. "Nothing I can think of right now."

Matteo grabbed her elbow and gently led her back toward the party. "Then let's say our goodbyes to Dom and Heidi and get you home before you cause any more trouble, Tink."

She stopped short and her eyes narrowed.

"You know, there is one more thing," she informed him.

"Yeah?"

"The most important of all the criteria."

He sighed impatiently. "Okay, fine. Lemme hear it."

"Seriously, anyone who can't meet this condition is a non-starter."

"For God's sake, what?"

"He cannot, under any circumstances…"She paused dramatically. "Call. Me. Tinker Bell."

Then she sashayed back to the party, leaving him laughing behind her.

AimeeMad on 05/11/2017 02:45pm
This a sweet series. I feel like the advertising is misleading -- other than vague references to The Club, there is NO bdsm; there are no real punishment scenes, and the spanking that there is is pretty mild. Sex scenes are decent, but again mild. The stories behind the characters are what kept me reading the series. I'm giving the books 4 stars because I enjoyed them and they are well-written, with an engaging plot. but I really believe the publisher should consider rebranding the books (they are even in the "Dark Erotica" section here on Blushing Books).
Goodbedtime reading on 07/13/2016 11:09pm
Hillary is the younger sister of Heidi Morrow who is getting married to her Hot Dom Angelico from book 1 of this series. Matteo, Dom's twin brother has declared Hillary off-limits by Dome as he now considers her as Family. But Hillary's feelings for Matteo are anything but sisterly. She wants her own D/s relationship with Matteo whom she has had feelings for since their first meetings. Matteo is trying to hold back his ever growing dominant streak from their friendship by finding a Dom for her to express her desires. But things and with jealous frustrations go awry as he tries to introduce another Dom. Even more complications unfold as a sadistic master that Hillary met online makes himself felt with a series of sinister and life-threatening incidents.
Goodbedtime reading on 07/13/2016 11:09pm
Hillary is the younger sister of Heidi Morrow who is getting married to her Hot Dom Angelico from book 1 of this series. Matteo, Dom's twin brother has declared Hillary off-limits by Dome as he now considers her as Family. But Hillary's feelings for Matteo are anything but sisterly. She wants her own D/s relationship with Matteo whom she has had feelings for since their first meetings. Matteo is trying to hold back his ever growing dominant streak from their friendship by finding a Dom for her to express her desires. But things and with jealous frustrations go awry as he tries to introduce another Dom. Even more complications unfold as a sadistic master that Hillary met online makes himself felt with a series of sinister and life-threatening incidents.
Firefly on 07/07/2016 01:46pm
This was certainly very entertaining. Matteo and Hillary are well suited and care deeply for each other although Matteo felt honour bound not to pursue Hillary as she would have liked. The characters are all well defined and engaging. There is suspense and Hillary makes a foolish decision while her emotions were running high but Matteo was able to rescue her in the nick of time. I'm looking forward to Tony's book.
Firefly on 07/07/2016 01:46pm
This was certainly very entertaining. Matteo and Hillary are well suited and care deeply for each other although Matteo felt honour bound not to pursue Hillary as she would have liked. The characters are all well defined and engaging. There is suspense and Hillary makes a foolish decision while her emotions were running high but Matteo was able to rescue her in the nick of time. I'm looking forward to Tony's book.
JK on 07/02/2016 11:17am
This is a FANTASTIC series!! I loved this 2nd book as much as the 1st and absolutely can't wait to see if Tony is the next one to get his own story!! (Hint, hint) Anyway, I think anyone reading reviews will be able to tell that when the readers are already so anxious to read what "could" come next with the more minor characters in the story; well the main characters must take you on an absolutely wild reading ride!! Hillary and Matteo were so hot together from their very first meeting, sparks flying and then some! But the best part about it is that there is so much more than the super hot spanking, kink, and sex (which was incredible)! You also have a deviant predator, lives at stake and lots of turmoil for our couple to muddle through. I can't say any more strongly how much I would recommend this book!
JK on 07/02/2016 11:17am
"This is a FANTASTIC series!! I loved this 2nd book as much as the 1st and absolutely can't wait to see if Tony is the next one to get his own story!! (Hint, hint) Anyway, I think anyone reading reviews will be able to tell that when the readers are already so anxious to read what ""could"" come next with the more minor characters in the story; well the main characters must take you on an absolutely wild reading ride!! Hillary and Matteo were so hot together from their very first meeting, sparks flying and then some! But the best part about it is that there is so much more than the super hot spanking, kink, and sex (which was incredible)! You also have a deviant predator, lives at stake and lots of turmoil for our couple to muddle through. I can't say any more strongly how much I would recommend this book!"
Kathy B on 06/30/2016 04:38pm
As another reviewer stated I couldn't put this book down. I read it in one sitting. Matteo and Hillary were such a good match as we're Dominic and Heidi in the first book. This book had the right amount of discipline with a side order of suspense going on. Although it's book 2 it can definitely be a stand alone book. I can't wait for the next book to come out!
Kathy B on 06/30/2016 04:38pm
As another reviewer stated I couldn't put this book down. I read it in one sitting. Matteo and Hillary were such a good match as we're Dominic and Heidi in the first book. This book had the right amount of discipline with a side order of suspense going on. Although it's book 2 it can definitely be a stand alone book. I can't wait for the next book to come out!
Hope W on 06/28/2016 08:39am
His Submissive is the second book in the Boston Dom series. It is well written and has some wonderful characters. As the series continues, Dom and Heidi are planning their wedding with help from Matteo and Hillary. The undercurrent from Matteo and Hillary's love is always there. While Matteo promises Dom to keep his hands off of Hillary he finds it increasingly hard to do since Hillary wants nothing more than a relationship with Matteo. When dangers from the past come into play Matteo's alpha male protectiveness comes out and all bets are off. The family relationships between the characters add to the realism and conflict in the story. Overall this story has a little mystery with some action, a lot of spankings, some sex scenes and laughs to go along with a lot of love! This second book shows that this team of authors has come up with great series that I hope will continue!
Hope W on 06/28/2016 08:39am
His Submissive is the second book in the Boston Dom series. It is well written and has some wonderful characters. As the series continues, Dom and Heidi are planning their wedding with help from Matteo and Hillary. The undercurrent from Matteo and Hillary's love is always there. While Matteo promises Dom to keep his hands off of Hillary he finds it increasingly hard to do since Hillary wants nothing more than a relationship with Matteo. When dangers from the past come into play Matteo's alpha male protectiveness comes out and all bets are off. The family relationships between the characters add to the realism and conflict in the story. Overall this story has a little mystery with some action, a lot of spankings, some sex scenes and laughs to go along with a lot of love! This second book shows that this team of authors has come up with great series that I hope will continue!
madpuss on 06/28/2016 03:11am
This was a fun light read with romance and danger and suspense. I liked the family/friend relationships which added a lot of humour to the story. Never a dull moment.
madpuss on 06/28/2016 03:11am
This was a fun light read with romance and danger and suspense. I liked the family/friend relationships which added a lot of humour to the story. Never a dull moment.
Margaret Corcoran on 06/27/2016 10:43am
A wonderful partnership produces a great series. Because that is what this is, a great page-turner, that the reader will find it hard to put down! The characters are well rounded and the scenes very hot, spicy and sexy. I hope that there will be more to this series because the first two books are incredible. I highly recommend it.
Margaret Corcoran on 06/27/2016 10:43am
A wonderful partnership produces a great series. Because that is what this is, a great page-turner, that the reader will find it hard to put down! The characters are well rounded and the scenes very hot, spicy and sexy. I hope that there will be more to this series because the first two books are incredible. I highly recommend it.
Redrabbitt on 06/26/2016 10:26pm
The plot has a great cast of characters, plenty of angst, intense situations, and a battle of wits and wills, along with a wake-up calls to what is important. The wedding plans are in full force for Dom and Heidi. Personal family issues come into play on both sides of their families, adding to the tension. In the heat of a crisis, several people will come face to face with what is the most important things in their life and how they handle issues. Matteo and Hillary keeping their D/s relationship a secret makes it a challenge for both of them when it comes to being honest with their families. “I prefer women who are smart and strong and sassy. When a capable, resilient woman chooses to submit, that’s a priceless gift.”
Redrabbitt on 06/26/2016 10:26pm
The plot has a great cast of characters, plenty of angst, intense situations, and a battle of wits and wills, along with a wake-up calls to what is important. The wedding plans are in full force for Dom and Heidi. Personal family issues come into play on both sides of their families, adding to the tension. In the heat of a crisis, several people will come face to face with what is the most important things in their life and how they handle issues. Matteo and Hillary keeping their D/s relationship a secret makes it a challenge for both of them when it comes to being honest with their families. I prefer women who are smart and strong and sassy. When a capable, resilient woman chooses to submit, that۪s a priceless gift.۝

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