THE ULTIMATE KINK
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Partners in Quinn Security, there
isn't anything Canin Quinn and Kasey Jordan won't do for the
good of the company. Anything.
The job: Catch a serial rapist before he attacks
The plan: Go undercover in a sex club, the source
of the attacks…posing as husband and wife.
Canin and Kasey spend a lot of their time exchanging sharp-tongued
jabs. At the same time, Canin has been nursing a simmering
attraction for the tough-as-nails, secretive Kasey. By moving
into her apartment as part of their cover, Canin will take
this gift-wrapped opportunity to change their friendship to
something much more intimate.
Kasey has her reasons for keeping Canin at arms length, knowing
that he could never accept her as a partner if he understood
her most private needs. Working undercover together will test
her ability to keep her secrets safe from the man whose respect
she craves more than anything else in her life.
The sex club opens a world of bondage and voyeurism, as well as a host of other fetishes...and reveals secrets that neither of them ever thought they would share with another soul. This job will expose them to their ultimate kinks.
“…Cameron Dane has a deft touch weaving together
a compelling story and erotic romance, and The Ultimate
Kink is no exception…here’s something I don’t usually
put in a review: this story is hot. We’re talking keep a fan
and a bowl of ice handy at all times hot. Push you out of
your comfort zone hot, even…But it is not just the reader
who Ms. Dane pushes – it is her characters
as well. She has developed them in a manner that makes them
both very human and sympathetic…And just as the reader has
perhaps gotten comfortable with this adventurous sex, they
are confronted with the namesake of the book: the ultimate
kink. Suffice to say that it’s an eye opener…one that the
reader will most likely appreciate.”
--BD Whitney, from Book Wenches reviews
“…I enjoyed this story from the first chapter. The verbal
banter between Kasey and Canin was at times humorous and fun,
but at other times it was somewhat emotional…a well written,
spicy story that anyone who likes it really hot will love.
I look forward to more from this great series and hope that
Nate gets his own story, he definitely deserves it.”
--Sandra, from The Romance Studio
“…The Ultimate Kink is Ms. Cameron Dane’s
second release in the Quinn Security series…Ms. Dane has done
an exceptional job bringing focus on hard-hitting subjects
in this story while staying away from making any of the characters
into gloomy miserable people who don’t find enjoyment in life.
Kasey, more so than Canin, has a great deal to overcome, but
her accomplishments in life speak for themselves. The supporting
cast as always brings this story together, and I’m hoping
Kasey’s brother Nate will find love and happiness. I’m sure
both fans and new readers of Ms. Dane’s work
will find The Ultimate Kink an excellent read.”
--NeNe from Fallen Angel Reviews, a 5 Angel review
“…I liked how Cameron Dane has shown how previous experiences,
both good and bad, shape a person’s psyche. Kasey had been
hurt before and was unable to allow a man to be near her in
what she thinks is the ‘normal’ way. Before she can fully
let down her guard, she has to be in control. I love how Canin
gave her the control she needed. He was devastatingly virile
and adventurous and there was nothing about him I didn’t like…The
Ultimate Kink will leave you on your seat wanting
more. I found the BDSM content amazingly written with just
enough spice to entice and make the reader yearn for more.
Graphic situations are used but needed in this highly erotic
romantic suspense. It was a great read!”
--Talia Ricci from Joyfully Reviewed.com
“…The Ultimate Kink is the second release
in the Quinn Security series and it’s another definite winner
in my opinion. Much longer and with more detail and background
than the first release, the author quickly pulls the reader
into the story from the very first page…The secondary characters
that join the plot as patrons of the sex club are all interesting,
giving the story greater depth and personality. The sex between
Canin and Kasey is hot and graphic, yet it never felt overdone
or excessive, always staying true to the current scenes and
plot. But the best thing about these sex scenes is the growing
emotional attachment both felt for the other. This is what
makes the sex take on an intensely personal versus clinical
feeling that I truly appreciated. There were times that I
didn’t think Kasey would be able to get over her past, but
Ms. Dane did an outstanding job of helping
her work through her old trauma and allowing the real Kasey
to come shining through.”
--Mystical Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews Only
The Ultimate Kink Excerpt 1: PG-13
The Ultimate Kink Excerpt 2: R to NC-17-ish
Excerpt # 1: This is a snippet
of Canin and Kasey getting ready for their first night going
undercover at the club, and then a bit of them at the club.
Canin's lips touched hers, and every nerve
ending in Kasey's body jumped to full alert. Against every
sense of self-preservation in her, she moved into him and
slid her arms around his waist, digging her fingers into pure,
steely muscle. Groaning, he dipped the tip of his tongue through
her seam and touched against hers, drawing forth a shiver
of awareness she could not control. Everything about Canin,
from his six feet five inches of height, to his honed-to-perfection
body, all the way to his crass way of speaking that matched
hers, told Kasey to expect roughness and dominating force
from a seduction at his hands -- things Kasey could not allow
in a partner.
Yet every time a personal moral code showed itself from Canin
in their work, like today, and every time he touched her with
searching gentleness, like now, he spun Kasey's own personal
rules for a loop. He deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue
with hers. Moaning at the slow heat that warmed her one lick
at a time, Kasey kissed Canin back with an abandon she hadn't
exhibited with a partner -- ever. She wanted it, but at the
same time, everything in her shrieked that she should run,
that faking a relationship with this man would end with a
damaged soul and a broken heart.
Her soul damaged, and her heart the one
As much as a secret little place inside her might wish for
normalcy, Kasey knew she could never give that to a man. Life
had carved that knowledge into her heart long, long ago; latent,
dormant attraction for a man who used to be her boss -- but
with hard work had become her equal -- bursting to life within
her or not.
Canin worked his fingers into Kasey's hair and twisted her
bun, tugging hard enough to sting. Kasey bit Canin without
thinking, her heart racing as she tore her mouth off his and
pushed him away.
His eyes darkening to expensive sapphires, Canin rubbed at
his mouth, transferring a smear of bright blood to his finger.
"What? What did I do?"
"Nothing." She paced away from him on unsteady legs,
away from the picture of him flush from kissing her, away
from the fact that he still so sweetly held Zin in his hand.
"I just don't like my hair pulled; that's all."
"I wasn't pulling, Kasey. I was loosening." From
the sound of his voice, she could tell he hadn't followed
her to the railing, and for that, Kasey thanked God. When
he strayed too close, he clouded her thinking, and she could
not afford bad judgment in this job…or with him.
Lifting her hands to smooth her hair, Kasey cursed the tremor
she saw in them. Good God. She could not let her nerves about
what would happen in that club get the better of her.
She counted to ten, taking deep, cleansing breaths with each
number. Once everything settled within her and reeked of professionalism
again, she turned and faced Canin. "Let's talk about
our history, get some signals straight, and decide our general
plan of attack for tonight."
His gaze intense enough to make her squirm, Canin abruptly
nodded and put Zin down. "Okay. Follow me." He started
for the stairs. "We can get this figured out while I
With one ear on Canin and their conversation, Kasey quietly
started to think about the Tied with Love room. More than
that, the creativity and inner calm she would need in order
to survive it.
* * * * *
A low, long whistle greeted Kasey as she came down the stairs,
making her cheeks heat.
Canin got up from the couch and moved across the floor to
meet her at the bottom. "What in the hell made you decide
on this getup?" Kasey wore a loose-fitting pair of tuxedo
trousers with a fitted matching jacket and a white pinstriped
shirt. She had her hair twisted in a coil, for the most part
hidden beneath a gray fedora hat. The kicker was the deep
red lipstick that matched the color of her pointy, spiked
heels, instruments that right this moment already started
pinching her feet.
Without even trying to hide it, Canin's gaze traveled the
length of her body from top to bottom, and then back up to
her eyes. "I never would have thought it with something
so masculine, but you look insanely hot."
Itching under Canin's scrutiny, Kasey pushed past him to the
door. "The idea is for this bastard to notice us. Every
woman in that club wears a plunging top and short skirt, or
a little dress that barely covers her butt." She had
taken notice of that last night, wondering if nobody had paid
any attention to Canin pulling her under him in that booth
because she blended in and looked like everyone else. Last
night they needed that; tonight, they needed to grab the attention
of a stalker. "We walk in like this…"
Canin picked up, "A tall, curvy woman like you doing
an androgynous thing…"
Kasey arched a brow. "Accompanied by a big, strapping
guy so clearly full of manly testosterone…"
A slow smile wrapped itself around Canin's lips, making Kasey
grin right back. "We get instant eyes on us. Very nice."
Her heart skipped a beat, but she stamped it down and assured
herself she didn't preen under Canin's praise. "I thought
Holding out his arm, Canin said, "Shall we?"
For once in her adult life, Kasey didn't fight her first instinct
to take charge. "Let's." She wrapped her arm in
the crook of his and let him lead.
* * * * *
Canin squeezed Kasey's breast through her shirt, eliciting
a sharp hiss as blood rushed straight to her nipple and pussy.
When she opened her mouth to catch her breath, Canin sank
his tongue inside and started to mate with hers once again.
Nobody had ever kissed her as completely and in such a focused
manner as Canin did. He touched almost hesitantly at first,
with soft learning forays before moving ever slowly
into deeper stuff. At this point, he had her wound so tight
she thought she might come just from his mouth on hers.
They hadn't wasted any time after getting to the club. One
sultry dance just to make it look like they belonged, a drink
with some pretend giggles that actually weren't faked on Kasey's
part, and then they ended with Isobel making sure they had
one of the more prominently displayed booths so Kasey and
Canin could start their job. Only, if Kasey didn't slow down
and catch her breath, she might not make it to the TWL room
on her own two feet. One more drugging kiss from Canin and
her legs would no longer hold her upright.
Kasey slipped her fingers between their lips and gently separated
them, but remembered to smile and touch the tips of her fingers
against his mouth, catching his lower lip in a way that sent
shivers through her tummy. "Why don't we make this more
interesting, honey?" She wrapped his tie around her hand
and lured him to his feet. "Tonight, I want us to play
on a stage."
Growling, Canin leaned down to nip her lips, playing his part,
as he let Kasey lead them through a wide, ornately columned
arch that led to the private rooms. "Perform all you
want, baby. You know how I love putting you on display. You're
so fucking beautiful I want everyone to see it and know you're
"I am yours." Kasey paused outside the designated
door and rubbed all up and down Canin's front, letting anyone
with an interest get another good look at the new couple.
He jerked against her, and she knew he felt the surprise
she had donned before leaving the apartment.
In her ridiculous heels, she barely had to lift up to press
her lips against his ear. "I know what I'm doing."
She rubbed the small of his back and softened her tone, due
entirely to wanting to settle Canin, and nothing to do with
faking intimacy as part of their act. "Do you trust me
to get the job done and make this all right for you?"
Canin backed her into the door and clicked it open without
ever breaking stride. He dipped down and licked her ear, but
at the same time whispered, "Do what you have to do."
Isobel had already put in their request for use of this room
at this time, and they went right through the crowd in the
foyer to a small private changing room that bridged to the
TWL room. "We have the same goal and the same dedication."
He barely moved his lips when he talked. "Let's get this
guy's attention tonight." The door closed with a definitive
snick. They moved through the second room to the
main stage. Lights automatically went on, and a dais in the
center of the room with a huge high bed loomed in sight.
As Kasey led Canin to it, she wondered if this man had ever
let anyone fuck him in the ass. ...
Excerpt # 2: Kasey and Canin starting
to get a little bit closer.
Kasey leaned against the windowsill and stared
out at the rooftop of the apartment directly across from hers.
Spring flowers were in bloom, and a riot of pinks, yellows,
reds, and greens took over the well-kept garden that grew
high off the ground. An elderly man tended to the plants and
flowers daily. Kasey often watched him and wondered if she
would get any pleasure out of such a task, as he seemed to
Nursing a mug of coffee, Kasey let her mind wander to the
evening ahead. A second night at the club, which meant more
of Canin holding her and kissing her, and more of her touching
and teasing him. That was where the real danger in this assignment
lay, and Kasey knew it. She had confidence in her ability
to fight off a potential attack from this couple they hoped
to provoke; she didn't know how long she could maintain a
successful distance from Canin Quinn.
Emotional, much more than physical.
The man scared the hell out of her. She could admit that to
herself, at least. Everything about him was so damned big,
and overwhelming, and intense. At the same time, he took a
joke at his own expense without anger. And the way he loved
his brother… Damn, Kasey envied that sibling closeness. She
didn't know anything like that in a family. Not anymore, anyway.
Canin had a ridiculously macho, masculine aura about him too,
and yet he not only embraced Rhone and Adam as a couple, he
was the one who saw the love Rhone had deeply buried inside
him for Adam, and came to Kasey with the challenge to play
matchmaker and get them together. Canin did it because he
wanted to see his brother happy, and if another man would
do that, then that's what Canin wanted for Rhone.
Kasey suddenly rubbed her neck, feeling the hairs there stand
on end, and knew her partner was no longer asleep. A moment
later, Canin moved in beside her, Zin tucked under his arm.
"Pretty view," he murmured, his gaze following hers
to the garden-covered rooftop. "People don't usually
give up places in charming neighborhoods like this once they
take ownership. How'd you find it?"
"A weird stroke of luck," Kasey admitted. The midmorning
sun shining in through the glass, and the smell of early morning
rain still seeping into the loft through the open windows,
lulled Kasey to a place of comfort she rarely experienced
around other people. "When I used to work for Templeton
and Sons" -- she named the PI firm she did reception,
computer, and apprentice work at before coming to Quinn Security
-- "I used to have lunch in this little park at the same
time, same place, pretty much every day. One day, I see this
older woman sitting by herself, and then I see her again,
and again. After about a week, I was like 'well, she's sitting
alone, and I'm sitting alone' and thought maybe she would
like some company. I struck up a conversation with her and
listened to her tell all of these great stories about growing
up here in Chicago. I don't know if the crazy things she told
me were true or not, but I could see that she liked telling
them, and I didn't mind listening. We did that five days a
week for almost two years, and then one day she up and tells
me that she has decided to move to Florida, and would I like
her apartment? I knew where she lived by then, even if I hadn't
ever seen it. I knew I couldn't afford it, and told her so.
That's when she said, 'No, dear, I don't want to sell it to
you. I want to give it to you.'" Kasey had to stop for
a moment. Almost nine years later, and it still formed a lump
in her throat when thinking about Virginia Pace.
Canin reached out and rubbed the nape of her neck, his warmth
against her chill generating a shiver. "You were kind
to a lonely woman when she obviously needed it," he said.
"She wanted to reward you for it."
"I wouldn't let her just give it to me." Kasey scratched
Zin behind the ears, needing to busy her hands. "That
didn't seem right. She turned ownership over to me for a ridiculous
five-thousand-dollar check, and then for the rest of her life,
until she died a year ago, I sent her something, whatever
I could afford, depending on my income at the time. Upon the
reading of her will, her lawyer contacted me and told me Virginia
-- that was her name -- had left me something." Kasey
blinked hard to keep the wetness from shining in her eyes.
"Damned stubborn woman cashed every check I sent her,
but never spent a penny. She willed me, to the penny, every
dollar I paid her over the years for this place."
"You needed your pride, and she allowed you to have that."
Canin's voice, so low and gravelly, stroked through Kasey
like a rough caress. "But at the same time, she needed
to give you this gift as a thank-you for your friendship to
her over the years."
"It was no hardship." Kasey twisted out of Canin's
hand on her neck, needing air and room to move. "Virginia
was an interesting, quirky woman." Pacing the length
of the apartment, Kasey fought the instinct to keep on walking
until she went right out the door. What in the hell compelled
me to tell Canin such a secret, special part of my life? One
of the only special moments, really. She could never tell
him that passing the interview process for Quinn Security,
and them bringing her into their company as a full partner,
were the others. "It was my privilege to know Virginia
for the brief time that I did."
"My grandmother was a special woman like that,"
Canin said softly, drawing Kasey's attention from across the
room. This time, Canin stared out the window, his mind looking
like it took him a thousand miles away. Kasey didn't know
much about Canin's grandmother, other than she had raised
Canin and Rhone, and that she passed away a little over two
years ago. "For the longest time, I didn't appreciate
that she gave up her own life to come and take care of me
and Rhone all those years ago. I was so angry that my mother
was gone and that my father ran away, instead of pulling himself
together and raising his two sons that needed him. My father
wasn't around to yell at, though, so I took it out on my grandmother.
I constantly questioned her and mouthed off to her, and I
tried to protect Rhone, even from her. Didn't much work. He
took to her raising us so easily that I got jealous of that
too and was afraid I would lose Rhone to her. It was like
a competition for me, and I wanted Rhone to love and depend
on me, because I knew that I would never go away and leave
us alone. I couldn't be sure about anything else. I was such
a little shit. She never let me get away with it, but she
also never stooped to my level and shamed me about my behavior.
She didn't have to." Canin's chuckle came across like
sandpaper against wood. "I did that to myself."
Don't, don't, don't, let yourself care about this man
any more than you already do. "I'm sure your grandmother
understood that the ground wasn't very firm under your feet
during that time, and that you needed to test her to see if
she would leave you too."
"Yeah." Canin shrugged. "I still didn't like
the way I treated her, though. It wasn't right, and it wasn't
the behavior of a man."
"Well, you weren't a man," Kasey said. She moved
back to his side, the pull toward him too strong to sever.
"You were a boy. And a scared one at that, I'm sure."
"My troublemaking went on for too long." Canin put
the cat down and linked his fingers behind his neck, lifting
his gaze to the ceiling. "I was only five when she came
to us, and it wasn't until I was fifteen that I snapped out
of my anger enough to see myself through her eyes. There aren't
enough 'I'm sorrys' to make up for nearly ten years of attitude,
back talk, and ignoring rules and curfews to replace the heartache
and worry I put her through."
Her heart hammering, and her head screaming No! Kasey
lifted her hand and cupped the hard angle of Canin's stubble-rough
cheek and jaw. "She must have done well enough to get
through to you, even when you didn't know it." The huskiness
in her voice betrayed her and brought his gaze down to hers.
"Other than Adam, I don't know two men finer than you
and Rhone. That had to come from somewhere."
"Thank you." Canin's voice caught, and for a moment
his torment slipped through his eyes to her, piercing her
in the heart. In a flash, he snaked his hand around her neck
and hauled her against his chest, his heart racing so fast
she couldn't feel her own against the pounding slamming through
him. "Thank you." Intent and need flared his pupils
and shrank the pale blue of his irises to almost nothing as
his lips descended to hers. He paused for just a second, connecting
to her through shared breath and a stare, and then closed
the distance, latching his hungry mouth onto hers. His hand
squeezed reflexively around her neck, and he pushed his way
inside, stealing a deep, hard kiss, seeming to feed off her
with quiet desperation. Moaning, she clung to his waist, her
fingers digging into hard, hot flesh beneath the layer of
one thin T-shirt. He tasted like toothpaste and molten lava,
cool and hot at the same time. His tongue swept along the
length of hers, twisting together briefly, primal in a way
that rumbled a groan throughout the length of his big, hard
body plastered to hers.
Canin slid his hand down Kasey's back and cupped her ass,
yanking her hard against his groin and grinding. A little
streak of instinctual panic raced through Kasey and made her
squeak. Canin swore and tore his hand and lips off her with
a heave to his chest. "I'm going to go for a run,"
he said abruptly, stepping away. Just like that, he swiped
his keys off the coffee table, never looking back as he let
himself out of the apartment.
Kasey slid down the wall to a bundle on the floor, her legs
suddenly not nearly as steady as ten minutes ago. "He's
just as scared as I am," she whispered, stunned that
she had never even considered vulnerability in Canin before
now. He presented such a strong, yet at the same time easygoing,
image that Kasey had never noticed a crack in his armor of
cool confidence. Never once had she thought anything about
Canin's persona or behavior might hide a less than completely
together person beneath the surface.
Canin was human. Shit. Kasey could fight perfection
and invulnerability in Canin Quinn without any problems, and
had been doing so with relative ease since the moment they
met. A real man, though, a little bit broken, like her, Kasey
didn't know how to erect a wall thick enough and tall enough
to keep this new Canin out of her heart.
Her fingers shook as she covered her face. "Shit. Shit.
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