By Alexa Day
We’re celebrating a new release this week! Perfect, the latest from my esteemed colleague, Elizabeth SaFleur, is a second chance romance with loads and loads of kinky heat.
Sometimes the perfect man is the one who’s most forbidden.
After her husband’s death, Isabella Santos fled Washington and its bruising memories. But estate matters force her to return and fate gives her a chance to connect with a man she’d always secretly longed to call Master—Mark, the brother of her late husband.
Mark, retired from his black ops career, grabs the second chance Isabella’s sudden appearance in D.C. presents. He’s never forgiven his late brother’s neglect of Isabella, a woman he’s loved from afar for ten years. Now reunited, he’s determined to earn her heart and submission.
As their forbidden love blooms, they forge a perfect domestic discipline life that provides a feeling of oneness and completion. But her family’s opposition and demons from her late husband’s life intervene. In the end, the only way to have the future they’ve dreamed of is to come to terms with the past.
Perfect is part of a series, Elite Doms of Washington, which sets hot BDSM romance against an equally sexy backdrop. (Just as an aside, the first book, Lovely, is 99 cents as I write this. Just saying that.) I have to admit that the focal point of this smoking hot cover, as far as I’m concerned, is the Capitol dome in the background. The nation is watching!
This revelation has not been easy for me. You all know that I love a hot shirtless dude as much as the next girl. On top of that, I was spawned in New York City, and my soul and spirit are only truly at home there. How could any other city ever be hotter?
But I think the nation’s capital might actually be a sexier place.
Somewhere, the Head New Yorker in Charge is raising her head, thinking of revoking my NYC Card. It’s okay. Bear with me.
First and foremost, Washington is powerful. I’m a new convert to the idea that power is an aphrodisiac. Not sure why it took me so long. Maybe I’ve spent too much time with dudes who are underachievers. This is not to say that Washington isn’t home to the occasional fellow who could be doing more with his life. But whatever your political leaning, whatever your cause, Washington has an influencer for that. A person who can get things done with a whisper to the right person at the right time. There’s definitely something hot about powerful men. They can transform their passions into real change. Conversations with them have lasting consequences. The woman who can turn his head … well, she might have a power of her own.
There’s something just as hot about powerful women. Their words and actions have impact, in a world where many of us have to educate people not to talk over us or suffer through mansplaining. But in bed — or on the way there — a powerful woman becomes the chooser. She’s used to getting whatever she wants, without apology or excuse. I am absolutely on board with that.
Secondly, Washington is all about secrets. New York, the home of my heart, isn’t the same way. New York is more about minding your business. Its motto might as well be “what the fuck are you looking at?” That’s really more about discretion — the presumption that, with few exceptions, people are not and should not be paying attention to what you are doing.
Washington favors secrecy. Hidden places. Secret groups. In a place as powerful as Washington is, control of one’s public face is key. A person might lose all that influence, everything that put him in the center of things, if anyone knew who he really was. Washington isn’t like New York (or Vegas, which also tempts me from time to time). All that affluence can still get you some very nice things, but no one has the freedom to let it all hang out, as it were. Nowhere is that safe. Home isn’t even that safe for some folks. That’s why it’s so important to have a secret getaway.
Risk. Trust. And the possibility of a fleeting glimpse at that special someone’s real identity. Does it get sexier?
Get down with the Elite Doms and let the world know.
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