Quentin loves three things with a passion; working with leather, vintage motorcycles, and women who have chosen a life of submission.
Murder… Despair… Hope.
Quentin Doucet loves three things with a passion: working with leather, vintage motorcycles, and women who have chosen a life of submission. His life was perfect until the day Beth disappeared off the face of the earth. Unable to stay in the vibrant city of New Orleans, where the memories are just too painful and his sense of guilt is just too great, he walks away when darkness threatens to consume him. It is only his sense of duty that has him returning when his best friend and business partner Brody is laid up with a broken leg. Despite Quentin’s insistence that he isn’t going to stay once Brody is back on his feet, fate has other plans. The night he steps into an art gallery, he feels as if his eyes are opening for the first time in two years. The paintings on the walls stir his soul almost as much as the artist herself.
The moment Grace meets Quentin at her exhibition and looks into his eyes, she feels an irresistible urge to press her lips against the pulsing vein in his neck. When he later steps into the room as the leader of her first class in submission, she knows she wants to be his. He is an enigma that she longs to solve, but she’s well aware that until he is free of the pain of his past, he will never be ready to step into the future.
With the help of a detective who refuses to allow a killer to go free, Quentin and Brody attempt to unravel a twisting labyrinth of clues to bring closure to a case long relegated to the cold files. The swamps of Louisiana hide the sins of many, but when Grace disappears, Quentin knows he won’t survive if she’s not found alive. Will his instincts allow him to find the woman he’s come to love in time, or will he lose another to the marsh’s embrace? Are the fates that cruel, or will God’s grace give him another chance?
Find out in Leather and Grace, a tale of BDSM, murder, suspense, love, hope, lust and exploration, from the pen of USA Today bestselling author Maggie Ryan.
Publisher’s Note: This tale contains adult themes, including spanking and flogging, anal play and explicit sexual scenes between consenting adults. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.
Quentin moved his hand and worked to untangle the small chain from around the button of his vest. Jessica’s sharp yelp told of the discomfort she felt when he had to release the clamp attached to her nipple that had been hidden by a spray of purple flowers. “Sorry, little one,” he said, helping her to step back. He considered dropping the clamp but felt Keith’s eyes on him. Remembering his place, at least for the next few weeks, he said instead, “Deep breath.”
Jessica nodded and once she’d obeyed, he placed the jaws of the clamp around her pinched nipple and slowly allowed the teeth to close, once more trapping her tender flesh in its bite.
“Than-thank you, sir,” she said.
“You’re welcome. Very pretty jewelry, Jessica.”
“Isn’t it? It was a wedding gift,” she said, turning to smile at her husband. “One that I also both adore and hate.”
Keith laughed and taking her arm, turned her slightly in order to apply the flat of his hand to her right cheek. “Go over to the spanking bench. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“Yes, Master,” Jessica said and then giggled, turned back and lifted herself onto her toes to press her lips against Quentin’s cheek. “Welcome home, Master Quentin.” She yelped when another swat added a matching red handprint to her left cheek and then, giving a little wave, bounced across the room towards the waiting spanking bench.
“You know, kudzu is said to be eating the south,” Quentin said, recognizing the pattern of the body jewelry worn by the precocious sub.
“Yeah, but since she’s managed to wrap herself around every part of my soul, I couldn’t think of a better design,” Keith said, his pride in his wife evident in his tone. He slapped Quentin on the back. “Come over in a few minutes and you can see the pattern repeated across that lovely little arse of hers.”
#1 International and USA Today bestselling author for Blushing Books. I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times, as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband. I have always loved reading. Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone. I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered. It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading. From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.
I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I admit to being somewhat of a romantic, though, as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper. I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger. I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them. I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.
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