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The Submission Gift: Exclusive Excerpt

An exclusive excerpt of Chapters 1-3 from Solace Ames's The Submission Gift (March 24, 2014) is available on Heroes and heartbreakers to members. Please log in or register to read the full excerpt.

The Submission Gift by Solace AmesNewlyweds Jay and Adriana had a happy marriage and a spectacular sex life—until tragedy struck. Wounded in a car accident, Jay spent a year recuperating while Adriana worked overtime as a chef to pay their bills. Though he's made nearly a full recovery, some aspects of their intimate play will never be the same. It's a small price to pay, all things considered.

But when a long struggle with the insurance company results in an overdue payout, Jay has a plan. He'll take some of it and hire a high-end rent boy who specializes in sexual dominance. Not for him, but as a gift for Adriana, for taking care of him for the past twelve months.

Paul is the handsome stranger they choose…and the one who changes everything. What starts out as a onetime session to fulfill a fantasy turns into something bigger than all of them. But when the money runs out and Paul's dangerous past resurfaces, the sacrifices required to stay together may end up tearing them apart…

The Submission Gift is an M/M/F BDSM erotic romance with twists, turns, and deliciously kinky sex that kicks in at the third chapter (which I’ve thoughtfully included for you). Enjoy!

-Solace

Chapter 1

Trapped on the line and well into an exhausting double shift, Adriana dreamed of taking a bathroom break, jumping up on the toilet, kicking out the window and tumbling forward into a world of freedom and fresh air.

Jay would be waiting for her in the alley next to Sapore. He'd be smiling behind the wheel of a BMW coupe, ready to scoop her up and drive them off into the sunset. No, scratch that, he'd want something more virtuous, like a Prius. But he'd still look good leaning out of it, and the sunset would glow like fire.

A harried waiter skimmed by. “Thirty-two needs the prime rib up to well-done,” he said, the words speed-slurred. She slotted that into her brain's task-bank as she whisked béchamel sauce with her left hand and plated a veal marsala with her right. “And your husband's here.”

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