Bloodmare — Carmen Faye

On a path of self-destruction

Life on the street has made Nicole Bowers what she is today; a prostitute. She hates what she has become, but wishing for a different life seems pointless to her. When her manager provides her with a strong-arm driver, she meets the only man to ever make her pointless dreams seem possible.

Sucker for a damsel in distress

Six-foot-four, Cole Porter is a tough, hard-hitting member of the Chrome Horsemen MC and has taken a job as a driver for high-dollar call girl, Nicole Bowers. As much as Cole loves his MC brothers, he has come to love his new assignment even more. But getting Nicole away from her pimp proves harder than even he imagined and Cole must decide if saving her is worth the risk of getting his MC involved in an underworld war.

The corruption of ownership

Gabriel Morelli has built an empire on the backs of countless women but Nicole Bowers has a special something that keeps the men coming back for more and he isn't willing to let her go without a fight. She is also the only woman Gabriel has ever even come close to loving, and there will be hell to pay for any man who tries to steal what belongs to him.



EXCERPT



It was a month later that she came to Cole's house with the intention of taking him to bed. After some seriously hot kissing and petting last week, she finally succumbed to him. She was concerned at first, but loved his beauty. Afterward, he brought her to several blissfully sweet climaxes by demonstrating some serious levels of unexpected skills.



She didn't climax with clients. She was too focused on them, too relaxed enough for a climax to rise. She faked pleasure all the time; it was basically her job and she was seriously good at it, not too much, not too little and occasionally shedding some emotional tears from her eyes, so that she could get caught trying to hide from her client. Her moaning was good, as well, which she practiced every day for over two months back when she first started.



Everything about her performances was pulled apart, examined ruthlessly, assessed for usefulness, then reassembled adding in new skills and seductions. She was, from top to bottom, a contrived lover. Techniques such as pompoir and kabazzah were sought after and learned. She studied fetishes and strove to understand the underlying attractions. She desired a bottom line understanding around what was so powerful inside their experience that they drove men to perform all sorts of strange behavior with their lovers.



Her days were comprised with such endeavors. The time spent on these researches always returned profitable directions and performances for the show. Despite all of this, she knew next to nothing about what she personally enjoyed or what got her off or how her body was aroused. This had been a concern with this relationship continuing to become closer and intimate. Last week, though, most of her concerns were washed away. Cole had her covered. She could just relax, and let him excite her.