Releasing June 5th, book one in Sawyer Bennett’s new series, THE WICKED HORSE VEGAS…
New York Times bestselling author, Sawyer Bennett, is happy to introduce a new Wicked Horse club in Las Vegas and you’re cordially invited to attend the grand opening…
As the owner of The Wicked Horse, an elite sex club located along the Vegas Strip, Jerico Jameson never spends the night alone. Gorgeous, ripped, and totally alpha, Jerico doesn’t grant favors and will rarely give you the time of day—unless he wants you in his bed. So when the sister of his sworn enemy shows up asking for help, saying no should be easy. But when Jerico takes one look at her and sees an opportunity to help this beautiful woman while exacting revenge on her brother, he’s not about to pass that up.
Beaten and bruised, Trista Barnes is running out of options, and Jerico is her last chance to get out of the mess she’s in. She doesn’t know why Jerico despises her brother so much, but as long as he can help her, she doesn’t care. Jerico offers her safety while opening her up to a sinful world she never knew existed.
As she succumbs to Jerico’s erotic charm, Trista lets herself fall into the wicked world of guilt free pleasure with no regrets. Under his strong alpha hand, she blooms, and so does Jerico’s possessiveness. But what happens when Trista finds out she was a pawn in Jerico’s game all along, and that the price for his favor was steeper than she ever imagined – her heart.
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“Will we be here?” I ask tentatively, thinking the desk looks solid. “Or your apartment?”
Jerico shakes his head, his eyes glinting with dark mischief. “The Silo, Trista. I told you I want people to watch you get pleasured by two men.”
“Oh, God,” I mutter as my gaze drops to the floor, and then pops back up to Jerico. “Oh, God. I don’t know. I mean… I want to. God, I want to. But I’m scared, and nervous and embarrassed, and I wouldn’t even know what to do, and really… do we have to do it in The Silo for my first time? Can’t we just do this in privacy?”
Jerico just shakes his head, cutting off my rant. “Push past those boundaries, Trista. Dare yourself. Trust me… it will be so much better.”
I swallow hard and just stare at the gorgeous man who is telling me to take a walk on the wild side and get naked with him and Kynan in front of not only just strangers who come to the club, but hell… my coworkers now. I know it’s probably not a big deal as most of them practically live here when they’re not working but still… this is a big deal to me.
“That’s easy for you to say,” I murmur. “You’ve done everything you can think of. I’m sure Kynan has too.”
“We’re adventurous,” Kynan says with a grin. “And come on… it’s sex. It feels great. You really can’t lose if you know what I mean.”
“There’s nothing to fear,” Jerico reassures me, and something strikes me from our conversation that night when we were talking about fantasies. I asked him if he’d ever been with a man. This was after he told me how two women together was like every man’s spank bank go-to.
Jerico had chuckled as his finger ran down my arm. We were on our sides, lying in the bed and facing each other. “Every person has their limits, Trista. I guess mine is that I don’t do guys.”
Made sense to me, so we’d moved on to a weird conversation about BDSM. I’m not into it and thankfully neither is Jerico, but he knew a lot about it since so many patrons practice it.
I narrow my eyes at Jerico. “You want me to push past my boundaries, huh?”
“That’s right,” he says smoothly. “Piece of cake.”
My lips curl up and they do so in such a way that Jerico’s smile slides off his face.
“Okay, then,” I say as I relax in my chair and cross one leg over the other. “You told me this is my fantasy, right?”
Jerico nods and Kynan leans forward in his chair, sensing from the vibe in the air that this is going to get interesting.
“Then I want you to push your boundaries too,” I say smugly.
“What did you have in mind?” he asks tightly.
I jerk my head toward Kynan but never take my eyes from Jerico’s, which are looking slightly unnerved right now. “I’d like you and Kynan to fool around with each other to start. Get me a little worked up that way.”
“Fucking Christ,” Jerico mutters. He looks to Kynan with a very clear and simple plea for him to say “no” to this idea.
Kynan shrugs and grins. “I’m in. I’ll try anything once.”
“Bastard,” Jerico mutters again, and then points out to Kynan, “This wouldn’t be a first for you.”
“It would with you,” he says back with almost a cackle of a laugh, and I’m in awe as Jerico goes red in the face.
Very interesting. Kynan swings both ways apparently, and Jerico seems as nervous about Kynan touching him as I am about being with the two of them in The Silo.
I think I might be able to get my way after all, so I stand up from my chair and walk up to Jerico. Placing my hand on the knot of his tie, I give it a playful tug. “I’ll let you off the hook and won’t require any hanky-panky with you and Kynan if we can do this in the privacy of your apartment.”
Kynan chuckles behind me, but my eyes are pinned on Jerico’s. His jaw hardens as he considers my offer, and then my stomach clenches when his lips curl upward. “Tonight’s about pushing boundaries. Guess I’ll push one of my own too. Let’s get your pretty ass over to The Silo so we can get started.”
My knees start shaking and my heart hammers within my chest. My panties go wet. I realize not only is this going to happen, but it’s going to happen publicly and it’s also going to involve some Kynan-on-Jerico action.
Jerico takes me by the elbow to escort me to The Silo with Kynan following right behind.