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What happens when a first-time dominant and submissive come together? The answer is a great deal of heartache. This is not a romance- it’s a story about one person’s need to control and dominate another.Brendon is an AFL footballer who advertises onMoreWhat happens when a first-time dominant and submissive come together? The answer is a great deal of heartache. This is not a romance- it’s a story about one person’s need to control and dominate another.Brendon is an AFL footballer who advertises on the internet for a submissive. Suzie, a secretary at Homicide Squad, is curious and answers his ad.Suzie has left Brendon for the last time, again running straight back to Jason. But this time Jason wants to be more than just a friend – he wants to be her Dom!Time On sees Brendon go to extreme lengths to sway Suzie from being with Jason. In addition, Leon Graham continues to have a negative impact on Suzie’s already complicated life.Suzie will finally decide who she wants, once and for all. Will it be Brendon, who has her heart or will it be Jason, who wants to steal it for himself?This novel is part of the Playing the Game: 4 Quarters of Submission series.TIME ON EXCERPT:Standing barefoot before him I only came up to his chest, so clutching the soap tightly I managed to smear some suds over the front of his shoulders. Then working lower I lathered his hard muscular pecks. I glanced up to see him checking me out with a half-smile on his lips, probably seeing that I didn’t miss a spot- there was no chance of that!I moved on to wash under his armpits before tackling each long arm. After spending some time on that flat rock-like stomach, I took a step back.“Turn around.”“You haven’t finished yet.” He looked down and I knew what he was referring to.“That part looks really dirty, I think I’ll leave it ‘til last.” I gave him one of my sexiest smiles.He laughed warmly even as he slowly spun around for me.“Mmm.”It sounded like he enjoyed the way I was massaging the curve of his lower back. I lingered at this spot for a while, tempting and teasing him. I heard his indrawn breath as I slowly moved the soap down over his firm bottom. It felt like there wasn’t even an ounce of fat under my hands- it was all muscle just like the rest of his perfectly sculptured body.