The Sergeant by Christa Tomlinson
“You’re the only one I want to control. The only one whose submission I want, need, and crave with every part of me, every second of every day.”
– Sergeant Logan Pierce
Sergeant Logan Pierce: Head of Houston’s elite SWAT team. He leads his squad with cool efficiency, taking down rough criminals while keeping his team safe. But behind closed doors he sets a darker part of himself free. He’s a Dominant in the world of Bondage and Domination. As a Dom, he’s controlled many submissives, but never had one for his own. That’s because there’s only one man he wants: Corporal Clay Foster.
Corporal Clay Foster: Highly trained SWAT officer. He’s always the first one to face the dangerous situations of their job. Over the years he’d noticed his Sergeant’s secretly admiring glances and suspected his attraction. One night, with one kiss, he’s proven correct. Clay dives headlong into the rough passion of BDSM that Logan introduces him to. He submits to Logan’s control, accepting the sweet shackles that bind him to his Sergeant. But secrets, both his and Logan’s, force him to leave the newfound safety of his Dom’s arms.
Logan refuses to let go of what he’s wanted for so long, Clay as his own, proudly wearing his collar. Clay wants to be his. He knows it and Clay knows it too. Can Logan safely guide Clay through the obstacles that separate them until he can claim his submissive once more?
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Christa
What inspired you to write your book?
I was inspired to write this story, because I wanted to tell the story of two imperfect men. Both of them are strong and have to learn to give in different ways. I thought it would be interesting to see a man both strong and submissive and I hope I managed to convey that.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Logan headed out of the station after making sure everyone on the team was gone. At least he thought everyone was gone until he saw Clay standing at the door, staring outside.
“What are you doing?” Logan stepped up beside him.
“It’s raining.”
Logan looked out the glass doors. “I see that.” He laughed. “You jogged to work today, didn’t you?” Clay jogged nearly every day they weren’t on call and he didn’t have to haul all his gear. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.”
Once they were in the car, Logan didn’t have to ask for directions. He knew where each one of his team members lived. They headed up Dallas Avenue to Clay’s loft apartment. He pulled into a space and put the car in park. But Clay didn’t immediately say thank you and leave. He turned to Logan with an impish smile on his face.
“Be honest, Sarge. Do you like the endurance runs?”
“No, I hate them.” He looked at Clay with a sideways smile. “Sometimes I’m tempted to take them off the training rotation.”
Clay laughed. “That makes me feel better. You never complain about them, but now I know your secret. You’re just as human as the rest of us.” He gave him a conspiratorial wink. “But don’t worry, I won’t tell the others.”
****
Twenty minutes later, they were still in the car. Logan had long since turned off the engine and the rain had slowed to soft drops falling against the windshield. They’d talked about everything from work to baseball to their respective careers in the military. Logan served in the Marines and did two tours in Iraq while Clay had been all over the place in the Navy. Now they were both quiet, their heads lolling against the headrest.
Clay’s eyes drifted closed. Logan knew he should tell him to go inside and get to bed. But it was such a rare, private moment between them that he didn’t want it to end. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to study Clay. As always, the sight of that curly black hair made him smile. The length of his hair was within regulation, barely. He knew part of the reason Clay kept it that long was to thumb his nose at their captain. Captain Hayden was constantly talking about the image of HPD and SWAT. He didn’t approve of Clay, with his longish hair and playful personality, at all. But Logan loved Clay’s hair and hoped he’d never cut it. His eyes drifted down to the other man’s mouth, that full bottom lip even poutier than usual as he relaxed. Logan thought about kissing him, wondering what Clay would do if he sucked that lip into his mouth. In his head, Clay would respond to him, kissing him back eagerly.
He looked back up and saw that Clay’s eyes were open, watching him. They held eye contact for a long moment. The air in the car turned electric, tension crackling between them. Logan’s heart pounded. This moment couldn’t be ignored. He could apologize and send Clay inside. Or he could do what he’d wanted to do for so damn long. The decision was easy. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Clay’s. They were warm and soft, just as he’d imagined they’d be. Logan pulled back, waiting to see Clay’s reaction. When he didn’t say anything, Logan kissed him again. This time, Clay returned the kiss with a light touch of his lips.
Logan took that as encouragement and brought their lips together for several more kisses. Logan was surprised this was happening. His heart raced as they kissed in the warm, dark car. He kept things relaxed and easy, letting Clay know they could stop whenever he wanted. He ran his tongue across the seam of Clay’s closed lips, wanting him to open up so he could get a real taste of him. Clay’s eyes drifted closed again and he parted his lips, allowing Logan to sweep inside. He stroked his tongue slowly against Clay’s before exploring the warm sweetness of his mouth. Clay’s tongue darted out once to touch his. He was hesitant, almost shy. Logan’s body tightened, his shaft hardening as he gently coaxed him to play more. He curled his tongue against Clay’s and soon Clay was following his lead, licking into Logan’s mouth in slow, deep kisses.
Neither of them spoke. It was silent except for the sound of the rain and their quiet breathing as their lips clung and released again and again. Logan fought to keep the kiss soft and slow, pushing back his urge to control Clay’s mouth and touch his firm body wherever he could reach. Then Clay whispered a breathy little moan as he relaxed further into the contact. The sound touched off something deep inside Logan, made him want more. He brought his hand up, sliding into those silky curls and cupping the back of Clay’s head, holding him in place to deepen the kiss. He thrust his tongue inside to tangle with Clay’s, swirling against it in a hot, slick slide. Logan groaned as he kissed him faster, harder. Clay was right there with him, kissing him back with just as much intensity.
Logan slid his fingers down until he held him by the back of the neck, pulling Clay up against him until their chests touched. Clay gasped and pressed even closer to him. Logan smoothed his other hand down Clay’s back, feeling the solid warmth of him through his t-shirt. But Logan didn’t dare touch him anywhere else. Not there in the car and not without discussing things with him first. He pulled back slightly, looking at Clay to see if he was showing any reluctance. What he saw were eyes wide, sparkling with desire and lips swollen from his kisses. There was no sign of hesitation on his face. Logan dove right back in, sucking at that full bottom lip that had been teasing him for years. Clay’s hands came up to his chest and Logan thought, Yes. Touch me. But then he realized Clay was pushing him away.
Logan released him and watched in confusion as Clay grabbed his bag from the car floor and snapped, “Goddamnit!” He slammed out of the car and stalked off towards his building.
Logan sat there in disbelief before he banged his head against the steering wheel. What the fuck? He hunched over the wheel for a moment, trying to figure out what just happened while willing his hard-on to go down. Eventually, his body calmed but he was still clueless about Clay’s abrupt exit. He knew he wasn’t going to figure it out sitting there in the dark by himself, so he started the car and drove home.
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