Book 2 in the Dirty Love Series
Cover Design: KLa Boutique – Swag
Cover Model: Matthew Hosea
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**Warning** Suggested for 18 and over. Contains BDSM and explicit sex scenes. May also contain triggers. This is also a continuation of the first book, Dirty Ink.
Hudson Knox found the girl of his dreams. His and Brielle’s relationship has been built on trust and he is slowly bringing her into his BDSM lifestyle. Before he collars her, he wants to make sure that she is able to live out a few of her naughty fantasies.
There is still someone threating Brielle and Hudson will do anything to make sure that she is safe at all costs. He wants to put an end to the threats and make her his forever.
Brielle Tyler found the man she knows is the one. He makes her feel safe even with the threats and photos that are currently floating around of her and Hudson. For the first time in a long time, she feels loved and she isn’t ready to give that up.
One game in the car and Brielle spills her secrets to Hudson and he finds out about her past.
An ex-girlfriend that won’t take no for an answer, a horrid childhood and a stalker posting dirty photos of them test Hudson and Brielle’s relationship. Do they have what it takes to survive everything? Can love really overcome even the worse secrets?
When I grab the sketchpad off the bed he looks over at me. “Wait, my sister has a tattoo?”
He looks dumbfounded and it’s almost funny. She must not have mentioned that to him yet.
“Yeah. She has one done and the other I just started on,” I say, flipping to the page I’m looking for.
Folding the other pages back, I hold it up for him to see.
“Holy fuck man! That shit is fucking awesome. You are seriously talented,” he says, examining the details.
Last night he had mentioned that he had always wanted to get a heaven and hell type of tattoo, so I put my spin on it and made it what I thought he would like. If I’m honest, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.
“When can you start?” he asks with a huge grin.
“I didn’t schedule anything tonight, so any time is good with me,” I state.
He flips the page and sees the one I was working on for Brielle.
“These are her favorite things,” he smiles looking up at me.
“Yeah, she told me about them,” I reply, watching as he looks over all the pictures. When he comes to the teddy bear, he gives me a questioning look.
“I know she didn’t tell you this one,” he points at the bear.
“The night I came back from Vegas after the photo album was sent to her apartment, she was having a dream. All she kept saying was that she couldn’t find her bear and that she knew your mom had taken it and hidden it from her. She was mumbling about her mom knowing how much it meant to her and she only took it to punish her.”
Greyson’s eyes widen and he nods. “Yeah. I remember that. She was about ten and our mom hated that thing. She tried to get rid of it a lot because our uncle bought it for her. She hated when he bought us stuff, especially when we liked it more than the things she bought us.”
Shaking my head, I can’t believe how their mother would get jealous of a damn teddy bear.
“She was showing me a few photos from when you were kids and I saw the teddy bear, so I knew it was the same one.”
“She’ll love it man. She will be stoked that you incorporated her favorite stuffed animal in it. It’s perfect,” he says, slapping me on the back.
About the Author
K. Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.