Masters of Play by Ines Johnson

When my professor insists on fact-checking my dissertation on bondage and consent, neither of us expects my two sources to put us both to the test.

The professor
The professional
The paramour

I’ve never been ashamed to let my kink flag fly. The threads of that fabric are even woven into my PhD dissertation on deviant amorous behaviors. But when my Dissertation Chair -Professor Sin as I like to call my hot teacher- insists there’s a problem with my research methodology, I demand he do a thorough examination of my data outside of office hours. Little did I know I was about to be schooled by a master of the pleasure arts.

Lucky for me, I’m working with two professionals. The Carson twins are all too happy to help me tie up the loose ends of my data and present it with a tidy little bow wrapped around my body. One twin insists he wants to keep things professional, while his brother is eager to make it personal. I’m coming to realize I want to continue being schooled by the professional, my paramour, and my professor. But as I get close to defending my work, my professor comes under the gun for giving me a little more instructional support than professional. If I succeed and gain everything I’ve been dreaming of, one of the men I’m falling in love with may lose everything he’s worked for.=