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    A Life Without
    A Life Without
    A Life Without
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    A Life Without

    By Katya Harris

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    After decades of wondering and worrying over his submissive tendencies, fortysomething Todd decides to explore his fantasies. His first step is to join a BDSM club, and it's there that he meets Malik, a young and beautiful Dominant who is very interested in introducing Todd to this world. In fact, Malik is interested in everything about Todd, which is startling to the older man given the differences in their ages. Malik helps Todd explore his submissiveness, but after an unpleasant meeting with Todd’s ex-boyfriend, he also encourages him to confront his demons so he will no longer live his life in shame.

    A story from the Dreamspinner Press 2015 Daily Dose package "Never Too Late."

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDreamspinner Press
    Release dateJun 1, 2015
    ISBN9781634764148
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      A Life Without - Katya Harris

      A Life Without

      WHAT THE hell am I doing here?

      The question beat in my skull over and over again, in time with the thumping pulse of the music. It was some sort of electronic trance, playing so loudly I could feel my back teeth vibrating.

      The urge to turn around and just leave was a trembling mass in my gut. I didn’t belong here. I knew it as surely as I knew my own name. I, Todd Hayes, did not belong here in the foremost fetish club in the city, the exclusive and infamous den of iniquity known only as The Lair. It didn’t matter what I thought before I stepped over the threshold, and it didn’t matter what fantasies had lived in my dreams all these years. This place wasn’t for me. The irrefutable proof of this was the fact that after my first wide-eyed perusal of the cavernous space, I could not bring myself to lift my gaze from the floor.

      My skin burned with the knowledge of the acts that were being performed all around me. My mouth went dry as my palms dampened. My heart started to flutter, a wild, winged thing. Maybe I should be grateful for the deafening music. At least it covered the noises that I’m sure would have made my face even redder.

      Unfortunately for my composure, there was nothing to hide the smell that permeated the place. The humid air was heavy with the smells of leather and latex; the sweet and musky fragrances of dozens of different perfumes and colognes mingled with the sea-saltiness of fresh sweat. Beneath it all was a sharp note of antiseptic, and overlaying the whole was something else, something familiar. I took a deep breath through my nose, felt a pang pierce the left side of my chest. I knew that scent; it was something I had last smelled on Lionel’s body while we’d made love, and on mine.

      Lust. The whole place reeked of it, thick and spicy on my tongue. Beneath my tight jeans, my dick twitched and started to harden. The reaction sent a trill of fear down my spine that did nothing to quell my helpless arousal, nor stop the picture the familiar scent brought to mind: that last morning in Lionel’s bed, our limbs tangled together in a lazy knot. Only a little while later, he stormed out of the apartment we had shared for the last six years. He hadn’t come back, not while I was there anyway. That had been nearly eight months ago, and even the painful memory of it didn’t succeed in getting my unruly body back under control.

      A drink. One drink and then I would go and not feel like such a coward. Maybe I would have more, and the alcohol would give me the courage to stay.

      You look a bit shell-shocked, mate.

      I jumped at the observation spoken almost directly into my ear. I hadn’t even realized someone had walked up beside me. A blush heated my cheeks as I stopped and turned to the man who had appeared next to me. I would have thought that the music and activity had hidden his approach, but from our previous meeting, I knew he could move quieter than a cat.

      Lucas. I didn’t see you.

      A small smile touched Lucas’s lean face. He was a good-looking man. A little taller than my own six foot one, but more heavily built, each ropey band of muscle perfectly delineated. I knew this because his leather trousers were skin-tight, and were the only thing he was wearing apart from a pair of heavy motorcycle boots. My blush deepened. I had nearly swooned the first time I met him at my introductory interview, almost knocked off my feet by his severe golden beauty and the effortless confidence he radiated. Standing in front of him was like basking too close to a fire, soothing and scorching in turns. His English accent just gilded his lily to dazzling brilliance.

      Lucas looked me up and down, his cool gray gaze taking in every detail. I resisted the urge to shift uneasily, to try to hide. I don’t know whether it was because he was the manager of this place or because he was a Dominant, but it felt like he knew everything about me. He looked at me as if my history, my every thought and feeling, was written on my skin, as accessible to him as a reader flicking through the pages of a book.

      You’re nervous.

      My lips quirked at the understatement. You could put it that way, I said, pitching my voice to carry over the loud music. I’m scared out of my mind. I didn’t even think about lying to him; Lucas wasn’t the type of man you were dishonest with. Besides, from our previous meeting, I trusted him.

      Lucas shifted, his gaze moving to take in the various acts taking place in his domain before it came back to rest on me. I can see why, he said with the understanding I had come to expect from him. He clapped his hand around the curve of my shoulder, and it

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