I remember Sommer saying this book was meaningful to her, so I'm featuring it even though it's sooooo old. Like, 2011? That was a million years ago!
btw, Learning to Drown is hella hard to find on Amazon. I'm guessing it's been adult-filtered because, oh no, a bum! So I'm putting the link front and centre, RIGHT HERE, so you can actually find it.
Taken with Ember and her story, Lucas gives her a choice. Stay in her
unhappy relationship and play 'games' (basically dominating Damien by
dictating his behavior) or stay with him as his 'captive' and learn what
true surrender is. It's like learning to drown, giving up to get where
you want to be. Ember is eerily taken with this man and his quiet and
sure ways. The more she discovers the more she wants to discover. Like
his history, his back story, where that sexy scar in his eyebrow came
When Ember meets Matthew Crow, she's not sure she can do what might be
expected of her. Matthew's everything his brother isn't. He's mouthy,
petulant, younger and spoiled. And he informs her on the way to a repo
job, that they share women–he and Lucas. And they're going to share
her–and he can't wait to get his taste.
Ember is torn. Stay and get to experience more of the sexual talents of
Lucas and Matthew Crow or leave. Does she stay and learn to drown and
maybe experience the erotic levels she truly craves, or does she keep
struggling and never learn the joy of submission and surrender?
When that lid swung back, revealing a blue-black sky dotted with
pinpricks of white stars, I cried. I imagined this is what it was like
to be pulled from the ocean in a riptide right before you started
sucking water into your lungs. A very big man gazed in at me, saying
nothing at all. My body clenched tight like a fist. I didn’t think it
was possible to be colder than I was right at that moment. His mouth
moved but all I heard were my own hysterical sobs. I was inexplicably
terrified now that I had been saved.
“What?” My teeth chattered louder. I couldn‘t hear him over my own clicking jaws. “One more time,” I said.
“I said, come here. Take my hand.” And then he simply took my bound
hands in his. He pulled me to my feet. My body balked at unclenching. It
hurt to unbend myself.
“Green, eh?” He smiled. When my knees gave out, he caught me.
Effortlessly. As if I were some tiny boneless rag doll instead of long
and leggy and completely awkward at the moment. I realized he meant my
bra and panties.
“I was feeling spring like.” My body melded to him instantly. He could
have been Jack the Ripper and it wouldn’t have mattered. He was warm.
“Too bad for you it’s like twelve degrees,” he said. “But I’m digging
the panties. And the thought behind them.” The truck rocked when he
walked to the edge of the bed. When he jumped to the ground, I prayed
again. Please do not let the large slightly scary man drop me. My legs
are bound. So are my hands. All my bones will break. Please let him be
He landed easily but I huddled closer. “Freezing,“ I said. I yawned. I was so tired.
The stranger smoothed his hand over my ass, thumbed the back of my
thigh. His fingers stroked my lower back. His hands tried to warm me but
there was too much of me bare to warm. My body responded, though
sluggishly, when he palmed my bottom. His heat penetrated me.
“F-f-freezing,” I said.
“I’m working on it. Let’s get you in the cab. I have some overalls in
the back and I think a spare jacket. The heat’s on full blast. And
then…” He laughed again. It was a nice only slightly terrifying laugh.
“We’ll deal with the cuffs.”
I rubbed my hands together as well as I could while cuffed. I buried my
face against his blue jacket and willed myself to vanish. To time travel
back and decide tonight was not the night for the abduction game. He
opened the cab and the light winked on. His eyes were dark brown and
warm. Laugh lines crowded the corners, stubble peppered his chin. Dirty
blond hair and a sharp nose. “I’m still here, “ I said. Beyond
embarrassed, beyond mortified.
He pulled the knots and freed my legs, face intent like he was working a
puzzle. “Yep. Sorry, it wasn’t a dream, girl. Just you and me. Your
knight in shining armor.” He smirked and left me on the cracked vinyl
seat. The heater poured warm air over me. I put my hands out to soak it
“But you are my knight in shining armor,” I said. It was safe to say it because he wasn‘t there to hear.
When he got back he looked less sure of himself. Or maybe he was just
freaked out by finding prisoner me locked up like a heroine in a bad
horror movie. “Did you steal me?“ I blurted. God help me, my panties
were wet. I didn’t realize until I blurted it out, but there it was. And
what was there to stop him from seeing that if he chose to look?
Nothing at all. The panties certainly were not going to shield me from
Stupid abduction fixation. What a time for it to rear its head. Now.
With nothing between his gaze and my truth but a pair of lime green
panties. A very real urge to kiss him arose. Followed closely by the
need to have him kiss me.
“Technically, yes. Does that flip your switch?” He wrapped me in a thick
wool blanket. “Better than the overalls while you still have those on.”
He nodded to the shiny silver cuffs holding me captive. “So back to our
conversation, don’t ignore me--does that get you off?”
I studied my fingernails, busted and cracked now from my ordeal. I
watched him work bolt cutters over the chain between the cuffs. “A bit.
The whole abduction thing is a fantasy kind of thing for me.” Jesus. Why
was I telling him this? Easy. He’d asked me and I felt compelled to
He nodded as if it were the most normal thing in the world. “I figured
it was something like that. No big deal. Do you possibly want to know my
name?” The metal chain parted like warm butter and there I sat in two
heavy silver, but separate, bracelets.
“Thank you,” I said. “And yes, I would very much like to know. What is your name? My name is Ember Sullivan.”
He stared at me. “Ember. Nice. Very hot. And I’m sure that is the first
time you’ve heard that.” He pulled a pair of overalls from the front
seat and tossed them to me. “My name is Lucas. Or Luke if you prefer.
And I just took your boyfriend’s truck because he hasn’t been paying and
it’s my job. I repo from guys like that.”