Angeline has a confession to make. She's broken.

When she tells her friends, Heather and Farley, that she's never been with a man who could take her body to the places it's desperate to go - and alone, her singular pleasure is wholly unsatisfying - they decide to get her drunk one night to see if they can solve her problem.

But it's no use. She's sure she's broken, unfixable. Damaged goods.

When she passes out, drunk, car still running in the garage, she doesn't care if she ever wakes up again.

And then she opens her eyes to find that her arrogant, asshat stepbrother, Mason, has not only seen her at her lowest, he's humiliated her even further by restraining her after her drunken, half-hearted suicide attempt.

Her handsome, older stepbrother has always been secretive about his basement lair, and now she knows why. Mason isn't just confident, cocky, a self-proclaimed Master of the Universe - he's Master of much more than that.

Mason is a Dom. And he's sure he can prove to her that she's not broken. Just untapped.

Troubled and desperate, Angeline looks at Mason with new eyes, wondering if he really is the only man who can tap her - so to speak.

But he's her stepbrother. He's the man who's seen her at her worst, her absolute lowest. Can she ever surrender herself to his demands, bend herself to his will, in order to find a deeper bliss than she's ever known in her