Greetings book lovers! Today is launch day for Adira August’s new book, On His Knees! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!
Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…
I found him tonight, as always, already aware of me – waiting for me to find him. Surrounded by men and a few women. Gently smiling.
This time, I didn’t look away.
Cam stopped smiling. His eyes narrowed and slid down my pecs and abs like a strong warm palm. I felt myself opening to him, right there, half-blocking the way of people coming in behind me. My body turning more fully toward him, my arms falling loosely, palms up.
His minions noticed his attention had lasered in on me. Cam’s chin came up, his head back, his gaze not challenging, but direct. You know my terms.
A frisson of fear spiked adrenaline through my body. My balls drew up, but my cock rolled over – I could still walk past him.
We opened the door with a pry bar. Another bedroom. A single closet. A messy bed. Huge pictures on the wall, like rock band posters …
Cam relaxed into the curve of a horseshoe sofa, arms stretched along the back. Legs extended and crossed at the ankle. A relentless patience I was helpless to contend with.
… but these were pictures of screaming faces and ripped open bodies. He’d slept here; his victims’ torment brought him peace.
The club’s sounds subsided as those nearby became aware of the dynamic in play between Cam and myself. Anticipating. Hoping. Knowing he did what he wanted, where he wanted. In private or public. Merciless.
He tilted his head. Well?
The closet door squeaked as I pulled it open –
The last thing I needed was mercy.
I dropped to my knees.