"A hot and sexy book that definitely lives up to its name!"
Reviewed by Mandy Burns
Posted December 15, 2007
Romance Erotica Sensual | Erotica
Karl Dawson's normal routine with his submissive playmates
and the clubs he frequents is becoming boring and lacking
excitement. For some reason, he feels like he's waiting for
someone to walk into his life and change it. When his
assistant decides to upgrade his computer and a beautiful,
sexy, sassy, vibrant woman enters his life, things begin to
Lara's friend's boss is sexy and completely computer
illiterate, but their light verbal bantering sparks an
interest, and she becomes strangely drawn to Karl's
confidence and gorgeous smile. His persistence of asking
her out on a date is thrilling and fresh, but his
suggestion is to enter his world of dominatrics and
submission. Will she find her passion matches his own?
Sasha White's WICKED definitely lives up to its
name; the sizzling hot and sexy storyline has characters
you'll fall in love with.
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Bad-boy divorce attorney Karl Dawson has seen all the ways
love can go wrong. That’s why he’s given up on it. Jaded
and feeling restless, he has playmates, not girlfriends. A
leather-clad Dominant, he comes and goes in the city’s
after-dark playgrounds as he pleases. That’s how he likes
Lara Fox is an independent jack-of-all-trades who can do
anything she sets her mind to - except that falling-in-love
thing. She’s got a need for control too strong for most
men, and an inability to walk away from a challenge.
Including a challenge like Karl. He’s cocky, arrogant, and
demanding. That’s how she needs it.
They’re perfect for each other. But what begins as a
sensual battle of wills turns into a journey neither is
prepared for when Lara is threatened and emotional walls
start to crumble.
“Why is there a woman under your desk?”
Karl Dawson’s steps faltered as soon as he entered the
office. He stopped walking to enjoy the view of the denim
covered heart shaped ass sticking out from under his
assistant’s desk. Definitely female. And the way it was
tilted up at an angle that made his hand itch to spank.
“I’ve switched sides.” The smirk on Graham Nelson’s pretty
face as he said that made it clear he was full of shit.
Dressed in black slacks, a purple shirt and a pink tie, he
was such a flaming homosexual that Karl toyed with the urge
to hose him down with the fire extinguisher, just to see
what would happen.
Instead, all he did was raise an eyebrow, fix his assistant
with a look, and deepen his voice slightly. “Graham.”
“My friend Lara. She’s installing a wireless network for
us.” Graham stood back from his desk, planted a hand on his
outthrust hip, and eyeballed him. “Your client base has
increased thirty percent in the last two months alone. This
Karl eyeballed him right back. The divorce business was
booming, and Graham was right - his legal services were in
high demand with no signs of slowing down.
Shit. He hated changes made to his computer. Computers were
not his friend. Anything beyond email gave him a headache
and Graham knew it. “If you put more crap on my computer
and my life gets more difficult … so does yours.”
“Actually …” a muffled voice came from Graham’s desk and
Karl tried not to notice his body’s reaction to the
delectable ass wiggling and waving as the woman backed out
from beneath it.
She stood casually, thick black locks streaming down her
back as she tossed her head and met his gaze head on. “Once
I get my hands on your laptop you’ll be able to connect to
the Internet from pretty much anywhere in the building,
including the restaurant downstairs. We’ve set up a
dedicated server for your files and all your data has
already been transferred. I can teach you how to navigate
the new programs in less than fifteen minutes, and life
will be easier for you both.”
Graham waved his hand airily. “Trust me on this, Mr.
Dawson. The upgrade will make my job easier, therefore your
The words barely registered in his mind as Karl watched
Lara check him out. He recognized the appreciation in her
gaze and an answering hunger stirred inside him.
He arched an eyebrow her way. “You’re going to teach me?”
“Sure.” Her smile turned suggestive. “I have no problem
teaching a man how to do things right.”
“I don’t usually need instruction from my women.”
She shrugged. “All men need instruction at some point or
Fire leapt to life inside of him, but Karl didn’t bother to
respond. It had been a hell of a morning and he wasn’t
really in the mood to deal with attitude from anyone, sexy
And she was very sexy.
Bright blue eyes, smooth honey colored skin, and lush
cocksucking lips made her very tempting, but she wore her
arrogant attitude like a second skin. A second skin that
blanketed a small, tight body in faded jeans and a skimpy
pink t-shirt that made it clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
When his gaze lingered on her pert breasts, her nipples
hardened and surprisingly, his mouth watered.
The image of her stretched out on his bed, tied down and
still trying to tell him what to do flashed through his
mind and he shook his head. She’d be too much work.
“I’ll be in my office when you’re ready.” He strode into
his office, aware of her eyes on him as he walked, and
closed the door.
Spring fever had hit full force this year and he’d been
fighting his restlessness for a while. How it happened he
didn’t know. Work was great. The divorce business was
booming, and as one of the city’s top sharks in that pool,
he was making more than enough money to make him happy.
Women had always been easy for him. He wasn’t blessed with
particularly good looks, his blond hair had just enough
curl to make it unruly and his brown eyes were nothing to
speak of, but women still wanted him. Even more so since
he’d started making the big bucks.
He could get as much sex as he wanted, in any way he
wanted, and he’d enjoyed it a lot in the past. But lately,
sex just didn’t seem to be enough to hold his interest, and
the fighting and negotiating of high profit divorce work
was becoming tedious.
At least when he was at The Dungeon he knew it was him the
women wanted. When the divorcees and society ladies he met
through work hit on him, he was sure they wanted the
successful lawyer, not the man.
And yet, last night, for the third time in the last two
weeks he’d left The Dungeon alone.
The underground sex club had been his playground for many
years, and his reputation as a Dominant had grown so much
that offers for companionship were never lacking. More than
a couple of offers for sexual play had been made the night
before, but he’d turned them all down.
If one of his regular playmates, Jan or Marie, had been
there he might’ve been into it. His girls were always eager
to please, and that was always fun, but he hadn’t been in
the mood for someone new. Strange considering he used to
thrive on the challenge of training a new submissive, or
just having a new girl for one night. But, the usual sex
games had become … boring.
Hell, his life had become boring. Something was missing.
A sharp rap on his door had him shaking his thoughts off,
and focusing on the day ahead. “Come on in.”
Lara strode into his office, a challenging smile on her
lips and a gleam in her eye. “Ready for your lessons?”
This one was definitely not boring.
Yet, something tightened in Karl’s chest when he looked at
her, and he wasn’t sure if it was annoyance, amusement, or
Lara Fox couldn’t help herself, she loved flirting too
She’d flirt pretty much anytime, anywhere, and with anyone.
It made her feel good - made her feel strong and sexy, and
Normally she didn’t initiate flirtations unless she was
looking to pick someone up for a night, or hustling him at
the pool table. But Graham’s boss was pretty yummy, and she
was suddenly very hungry. Despite his obviously expensive
suit, crisp navy blue tie and polished shoes, Karl Dawson
had an edge to him.
Maybe it was the scar running through his eyebrow, or the
hint of ink she saw on his neck when he turned his head and
his hair shifted. Then again, it could just be the look in
his dark chocolate colored eyes - the look of a man who
knew his way around a woman’s body.
“I promise I won’t hurt you,” she said when he didn’t reply
to her taunt about the lessons. “Just show me your laptop
and we can get started.”
“Sweetheart, you couldn’t hurt me if you tried,” he said as
he opened up his laptop.
Oh, you might be surprised, Lara thought with a hidden
smile. But instead of saying so, she winked and played a
little more. “Is that an invitation?”
Dark eyes flashing, he held out his hands, palms up, and
flashed her a cocky grin. When he didn’t say anything
further Lara sauntered around the desk to stand beside his
chair. Their eyes met and a tingle zinged through her.
So tempting to just straddle his lap and plant a big kiss
on him. Just to see his reaction. Well, and to enjoy it
too, because there was no doubt in her mind that she’d
enjoy kissing him.
A small smile graced her lips and she turned to the laptop,
bent at the waist, and started tapping out commands without
another word. The silence stretched and the tension built.
Lara’s blood heated and she shifted her stance, arching her
back a bit more and locking her knees as she bent over the
If they’d met at another time in another place, she was
sure they’d have a hell of a good time for a few hours. But
he was her friend’s boss, and that could make things
awkward when she wanted to walk away – and she was always
the one to walk away - so it wasn’t going to happen. Which
meant she had to keep her hormones in check.
The heat of him next to her as she worked was distracting.
She worked faster, keeping her eyes on the computer, but
she couldn’t help flirting with the fire just a little bit
by shifting her weight so that her hip brushed against his
shoulder, then away again.
Karl’s chair shifted back a little and she felt his eyes on
the tribal tattoo on the small of her back, her ass, her
legs. The desire to be touched, to connect - just for a
short time – awakened inside her and she closed her eyes
This was not good. Not good at all. She needed to get out
of there. Her lunch break was almost over and she had her
own job to get back to.
Yeah, that was it. Work.
She gave herself a mental head slap and straightened up.
“Okay, look at this,” she called him forward. “It’s obvious
you’re familiar with the Internet and email, which means
you also know that it’s not always reliable. With the
dedicated server you can store all your files on here and
they can be accessed by anyone with the passwords.”
All business, Lara went on to explain what the passwords
were, and how he could change them to his own. How he could
make certain areas accessible only to him, and leave others
open to Graham and anyone else he needed to share
information with. She showed him the new programs she’d
installed at Graham’s request, all the files they’d already
transferred, and showed him how to work the system, as well
as the advantages of the wireless connection.
“Got it?” she asked.
“You were right,” he nodded. “These changes will make
things a bit easier. Thank you.”
She chuckled. “Try not to choke on the words.”
“Hey, it doesn’t happen often, so when it does I don’t mind
admitting I was wrong.”
She perched her butt on the edge of his desk and leaned
back on her hands. The posture thrust her breasts forward
and the air sizzled between them as his gaze swept over
her. “A little arrogant, aren’t you?”
“Not arrogant.” He grinned wickedly. “Confident.”
Her mouth ran away without her brain again. “It’s been my
experience that men as confident as you are often
overcompensating for something. What do you think about
“I think you haven’t experienced me.”
An unladylike bark of laughter jumped from her lips. “Oh
ho! Is that a challenge?”
His eyes darkened and his smile became almost
predatory. “Maybe it’s a warning.”
Lara’s heart pumped faster and blood raced through her
veins. Suddenly she was feeling very alive.
She pushed away from the desk and started for the
door. “Too bad. I’ve always been a sucker for a challenge.”
Her hand was on the doorknob when his next softly spoken
words halted her in her steps.
“But a warning scares you off?”
Now that was a challenge.
It didn’t take her long to find the right place. The little
Italian restaurant was buried between a print shop and a
new age retail store, and she was even on time.
“Not what I was expecting,” she said as joined her dinner
He was eye catching, even dressed to blend with the crowd
in dark slacks and a button up shirt. Her eyes had gone
straight to him at the small table along the far wall the
minute she’d stepped through the door. Maybe it was the
curls. The dark blond looked soft and enticing. The urge to
reach out and touch was strong.
He gave a small smile when she was settled in her
seat. “You don’t like it?”
“I didn’t say that.” She looked around the place - red and
white checked tablecloths, candles in each centerpiece, and
the dark skinned couple at the kitchen doorway arguing
passionately made the atmosphere homey, yet still
intimate. “It’s just not what I expected.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment,” he said with a
Lara met his laughing brown eyes and grinned, relaxing a
little. “It was meant as one. Predictability is boring.”
Karl was intrigued. “Do you think it’s really as simple as
that? Keep things unpredictable and life won’t be boring?”
“Why not?” Lara leaned back in her chair, her smile bright
and flirtatious. “Life is meant to be lived. That means
experiencing new things all the time and not getting stuck
in a rut.”
“You’ve never been in a rut?”
Something dark flickered in her eyes, and then it was
gone. “Not me. I’ll try anything once and do the good stuff
again … and again.” She leaned forward, putting her arms on
the table and plumping up her cleavage nicely. “What about
Karl’s blood heated when he heard her say the magic
words. “You’ll do anything once? That’s a pretty bold
“I’m a pretty bold girl.”
“Yes, you are, aren’t you.” So very different from what
he’d always wanted in a woman - in a submissive. As much as
it surprised him, there was no denying his body’s reaction
to her, and that, he wanted to explore. “But I’ve met many
who say that - not everyone can back it up.”
She laughed outright. “Oh, I can back it up. When I want
His balls tightened and he smiled. This was going to be
A small movement behind her showed the waitress on her way
over so he changed the subject. “Would you like some wine
She shook her head. “I don’t need alcohol to have a good
Even more intriguing. He waited for the waitress to leave
to get their drinks before leaning forward and gazing at
her intently. “What do you need to have a good time?”
“Nothing but a willing partner,” she winked playfully. “And
sometimes I don’t even need that.”
He laughed. She was a spitfire, and he was officially
Their drinks arrived and they ordered their meals. He
watched Lara as she looked around the restaurant, sipped
her iced tea, and flirted with him. She wasn’t being shy
about it at all. She went from sassy and bold, to sweet and
almost little girlish at times, making his pulse pick up
when she looked at him from under her lashes, and nibbled
on the luscious bottom lip that had him imagining lots of
long, wet and sloppy blowjobs.
Oh yeah, he wanted her on her knees before him, smiling
pretty and begging for his cock. “You’ll try anything once,
She shrugged. “Pretty much, yeah.”
“Pretty much? Or you will?”
It was an outright challenge, and he waited expectantly to
see if she was really as bold and adventurous as she
claimed. If she just might have a submissive streak, a need
He watched as she leaned forward, her silky top shifting
enough to tease him with a quick peak at the deeper pink of
a nipple before she shifted and it was gone. His eyes
traveled over the smooth skin of her neck to see her lips
part slightly and her tongue press sassily against little
white teeth as she watched him look her over.
Neither spoke, and the tension built. Hot, electric and …
exciting. That what he was feeling–excitement. For the
first time in too long, he was captivated.
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