Exposed by Fate
by Tessa Bailey
Published by Entangled: Brazen
Book #2 in the Serve Series
He’ll train her to lure another man. She’ll lure him instead.
When interior designer Eliza Ballas accompanies a friend to New York’s premier BDSM club, she’s taken aback by the sheer want that overruns her body—especially when a sexy Brit assumes Eliza is adept at dark, sensual arts. If she’s going to play, she’ll need an erotic education, and she knows just the man to teach her how to submit…
Oliver Preston isn’t one to turn down pleasure, but Eliza’s his sister’s best friend, and he’s torn between a sense of duty and his rock-hard need to find out if she tastes as delicious as he’s dreamed. Unable to handle thought of another man owning her body, he draws Eliza deep into his world of exquisite pain and pleasure. He has three lessons to instruct her. Three lessons to drive them both to the brink of ecstasy. And three lessons before he must give her to another man...if he doesn’t lose himself first.
Genre
Triggers
Sex with BDSM
Exposed by Fate by Tessa Bailey is the second book in the Serve series, a series written around an exclusive BDSM club in New York City, and centers around Eliza, Caroline's (from the first book) best friend, and Oliver, Caroline's brother. Eliza has always wanted to be dominated, but never could work up the courage to go into Serve, until Caroline took her there a month prior for research on an article she was writing. Unknown to Caroline and Eliza, Oliver is a Dominant, and has been a member at Serve. After Eliza shows interest in going upstairs (where the playrooms are) with a rather rough Dom, Oliver tries talking her out of it. Eliza asks him to introduce her to the BDSM world, so she goes into it knowing her likes/dislikes, and he agrees to three sessions. Little do they know, they have secretly harbored feelings for each other since they met seven years prior.
I haven't read a whole lot of BDSM specific books, so I don't feel like I am qualified to say if this story in unique in any way. The story itself is mildly interesting. After reading the first book, I wasn't impressed with it, and only read the second one because I was interested in Oliver's character. I enjoyed it more than the first one, but didn't enjoy it so much that I am planning on reading the rest of the books in the series. The flow was great, and there was good consistency from the first book to this one.
I liked Eliza and Oliver much more than I did Caroline and Jonah. Well, I guess to be fair I didn't have a problem with Jonah's character as much as I did Caroline. At least Eliza knew what she wanted and was determined to find a way to get it. I think Tessa Bailey could have did a little more with how the abuse her mother put up with from her father could have played a bigger part, but I also appreciate her not beating it to death the whole book. I enjoyed Oliver, in both his normal self and Dominant persona. His story was a bit more fleshed out than Eliza's, considering his family and business. The frustrating part of this book was that as adults, they could have this insane chemistry and seriously hot as hell sex, BUT they couldn't bring themselves to tell the truth about their actually feelings for one another, and it's like that to the end. By the end, my patience was out.
In conclusion, if you like the BDSM genre, and you are not overly particular on a fully fleshed out story and characters, I would recommend this one. Its better than the start out book in the series. The sex is great, there is genuine emotions between the characters, despite it taking forever for them to admit it, and the support they give each other adds another element to the story that makes it sweet. I just don't personally think I will continue with the series. I was curious about Oliver and Eliza's story, and now that that is finished, I find my interest is gone ... which sucks, because I was truthfully looking forward to this series.
Sister's friend, asshole. Looky, no touchy.
Eliza: "Oliver, we were just -"
Porter: "Heading upstairs."
Oliver: "Yes. But I'm here now."
Eliza laughed
Eliza: "If Oliver arrives unexpectedly, all plans are subject to change?"
Oliver: "Quick as always, aren't you?"
She leaned in so only Oliver would hear
Eliza: "Listen, you're cramping my style, playboy. Scram."
Oliver: "Sorry. Can't do it. And ouch."
Eliza: "What the hell was that? I can't believe you of all people, just cock-blocked me."
Oliver laughs
Oliver: "Easy, bunny. I'm doing you a favor."
Eliza: "Why do you insist on calling me bunny?"
He bent down and pressed their foreheads together
Oliver: "You nose twitches when you get angry."
Eliza: "It does not."
Oliver: "Don't worry, it's adorable just like the rest of you."
Eliza: "Teach me."
Oliver choked on his drink.
Oliver: "What the ... what?"
Eliza: "If you think I'm not ready, show me, then I will be. You know, teach a man to fish ..."
Oliver: "Bible parables have no place in this discussion."
Eliza: "Fair enough."
Eliza: "What were you saying about a bad idea?"
Oliver: "I don't remember."
He nipped my shoulder.
Oliver: "Refresh my memory."
Eliza: "I'd rather keep kissing."
Oliver: "Works for me, babe."
Oliver: "Shit. I really like you, bunny."
Oliver: "Come over tomorrow after work. I'll cook."
Eliza: "You'll huh?"
Oliver: "I'm useful for more than one thing, smart ass."
The women who normally graced these four walls probably had a repertoire of moves. All she had was a dopey expression that said ... you want zee sex, yes?
Oliver: "Come on. We're going to talk about this first, even if I'd like to pet you between your legs to apologize for that mean little ache I gave you."
Eliza: "Does the second shot reverse the deal? I can't remember."
Oliver: "Should we take a third shot to reverse it back?"
Eliza: "Don't ask, just pour."
Eliza: "Mr. Preston. What can I do for you? I'm busy."
Oliver: "Busy eating a delicious cookie, I hope?"
Eliza: "They'll love it in the mail room."
Oliver: "You'd give it away? I stayed up all night baking that cookie for you."
Eliza: "No, you didn't."
Oliver: "I know. Does it count that I had to call five bakeries before I found someone who would write the word 'douchebag' in frosting?"
Eliza: "I would have called you a douchebag for free."
Oliver groaned.
Oliver: "Direct hit, bunny."
Oliver: "Were you trying to kill me on the way here? So quiet and obedient, looking at me with those big, beautiful, fuck-me-now-Oliver eyes. It was all I could do not to bend you over a parked car and give it to you."
Oliver: "Hey, bunny. Hey. There you are."
Eliza: "I hate when you call me that."
Oliver: "No, you don't."
Oliver: "You sound like a girl who wants a reward, Eliza."
Eliza: "Only if you're the one giving it to me."
Oliver: "I'm going to miss your eyes. I'm going to miss this mouth, this nose ... this heart. I'm going to miss your hands and how they feel in mine. Your laugh. I'll really fucking miss that."
Eliza: "You'll still see me, Oliver."
Oliver: "It won't be the same."
Eliza: "We agreed, Oliver. Three lessons. No mess. Those were the rules."
Oliver: "Don't talk to me about rules when I feel like I'm dying. Fuck the rules. I want it all. I want all of you."
Oliver: "I know when you look at me you see a man who has used and been used. You think I have nothing left to offer you. Believe me when I tell you that no one has touched what I've got inside me for you, Eliza. Just. You. It's real. It's the reason I'm alive. I'm alive to offer you everything. Take it. I'm begging you to take it. Take me. I'm so scared to find out what happens if you don't."
Oliver: "If you won't give me forever, I'll beg you to stay with me ... at least until the ouzo runs out. I'll take whatever I can get, Eliza. Every last second."
Eliza wraps her arms around him.
Eliza: "Forget the ouzo. I'm yours forever, Oliver. I've been yours forever."
Oliver: "So I shipped forty crates of ouzo to your apartment this afternoon for no reason?"
Eliza laughed
Eliza: "Were you going to try to keep me on a technicality?"
Oliver: "We both know I like to play dirty."
Eliza: "I forgot to tell you something."
Oliver: "What is it?"
Eliza: "My grandparents didn't just drink ouzo to seal business deals. They drank it on their wedding day. To celebrate their marriage."
Oliver: "Please tell me this means we're already married."
Eliza: "Not quite. But I wanted to be yours since that first night. Wanted you to be mine."
Oliver: "Ah, bunny. I've been yours a lot longer than that."
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