Loving Kindness

Kealton James has possibly the most beautiful body Gwendolyn Thompson has ever seen-—no wonder he does katas in the nude, flaunting himself--but that doesn’t change the fact the man is keeping secrets. Anyone with any experience with alliance agents can tell he is not who he seems to be, mild mannered martial arts teacher aboard the Loving Kindness, an interstellar cruise ship.

Kealton mocks Gwen about the way she lives her life—a perky cruise director with a thing for professional suits and the occasional tepid affair with gentlemen passengers. Gwen likes her life, likes it predictable and more importantly, under her control. But despite how much Gwen tries to keep Kealton at a distance, when pirates take over their ship, her warrior keeps Gwen safe and gives her a taste of his own loving kindness.

The tempting bad boy is alive and well in the future. And when you start a book with a man exercising in the nude, you know the sex has to be good. A perfect summer at the beach read--Kathy F at The Romance Studio.

The BDSM elements were fascinating and the interactions between our main characters compelled me to turn each page. I would recommend Loving Kindness to anyone looking for a very nice BDSM story set in a fascinating world--Jae at Dark Diva's Reviews.

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Excerpt from Loving Kindness

“Kneel.” Kealton’s voice was hard, inflexible. Testing Gwen, seeing if she was ready to be his submissive.

Oddly, his confidence in being her master made it easier. Gwen knelt and waited on him. Kealton continued to move around the great room, doing his martial arts routine. When he finished he turned at last and tugged his silken pants down and off, revealing himself to her completely.

Gwen’s breath suspended so all she was aware of was the drum of her heart as she looked at him. She was back to the night when she’d first watched him doing katas in the nude. His blue eyes were almost black under the artificial lighting as he walked to her.

Kealton loomed over her deliberately, looking at her until she dropped her gaze. Moments passed. She was aware of the rise and fall of her bare breasts with each breath.

“I think some yoga first.”

Gwen’s gaze shot up to meet Kealton’s. His face was flushed, his pupils enlarged, giving his eyes the look of a bird of prey from a menagerie on one of the zoo worlds.

“The cat, let’s see it.”

More testing and…something else: the reason he’d taken the time to brew her the special tea. He wanted her relaxed, in the mood.

“Yes, master,” she whispered.

She moved onto all fours and with an indrawn breath began the movements he’d taught her months ago, jutting out her buttocks, dropping her belly and raising her chin like a stretching cat.

He watched her, expressionless, and with the cool air against her skin, she was aware of how sexual the asana was. How had she never seen this before?

She closed her eyes, surrendering to the moment, to the breath. She could feel his gaze on her like a hand and then she felt a real caress as he cupped her bare ass.

“Bound ankle.”

Moving gracefully—was this really her?—she shifted into position, legs bent and soles together, hands cupping her ankles as she bent forward.

“Spread your legs, lean back against me.” This wasn’t yoga now, this was a place she’d never gone before, a place where Kealton was her lover, her master.

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