REVIEW: Turquoise and Leather

Turquoise and Leather by Kim Dare


My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is a quick-read novella that reads like a smutty short story.

Summary: Book one in the Collared Series

An untrained submissive might not be what George wants, but Eric could be just what George needs.

George McAllister knows better than to hook up with an untrained submissive. He doesn't have the patience to guide a novice through his first kinky experiences. His lovers know what they are doing and do what they are told. When he sees Eric dancing on top of a table in a kinky club, he assumes the beautiful young man is an experienced submissive. Then he sees the turquoise and leather on his neck and recognises it as a collar. Someone else already owns Eric. George has no choice but to walk away.

Eric Jordan doesn't know much about kink and he has no idea why George is suddenly less than enthusiastic. But he knows what he wants and if he has to chase after George to get it, so be it. If George wants to believe the pretty bit of rock on his necklace means something kinky, that's fine. But Eric doesn't belong to anyone but himself and he won't give up possession of himself for one night in George's bed.

An untrained submissive might not be what George wants, but he could be just what George needs.

Why I loved this read: The kink factor is high and the descriptions are dead-on without losing the humor, romance and sensuality of a good D/s scene. Eric's non-stop mouth is both endearing and humorous as you imagine poor George trying to decide whether to throttle him or kiss him!

Excerpt: If it was just a change in the angle of his body or just Eric’s realisation his mood was different, George became bigger and more threatening. Eric’s cock leapt. He dove into the kiss with reckless abandon, threading his hands into George’s thick black hair and clinging for purchase. He tried to push his body up against George’s. His feet slid against the sheets.

Regretfully taking one hand off George, Eric fumbled over the sheet, trying to find the dropped lube and the condoms. Damn, they had to be there somewhere.

George caught his wrist and pinned it to the bed. Moaning his disapproval into their kiss, Eric tried to pull his hand out of his grasp. George wouldn’t allow it. Eric tried with the other hand, patting the sheet, hoping to find the lube on that side of the bed. George caught that hand too. He pinned it down on the other side of Eric’s head. He deepened their kiss before he pulled back.

Eric gasped up at him, fidgeting as much as he was able under the unfamiliar restriction. He tried to pull his hands out of George’s hold. It wasn’t painful but it didn’t let up either. Eric got the message — he was stuck there until George allowed him to be otherwise. Eric swallowed down the mixture of panic and pleasure whirling inside him.
Resting his weight on Eric’s wrists, George smiled at Eric trying to catch his breath.

“I’ll set the pace,” George informed him. “And when I want you ready for me, I’ll see to it that you are.”

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