He’s always been a Daddy Dom. Can she embrace her Little side?
Reed Coleman thinks the only thing he has to worry about in life is how to kick start his relationship with attorney Leslie Turner. She’s beautiful and brilliant, and they have been dancing around each other for months. Just when he thinks he can make things work between them, Reed’s old high school football coach dies and leaves Reed a message.
Years ago, Coach Beaumont kept one of his young charges out of trouble by vouching for him when the young man and his friends were stealing Native American artifacts from the local museum. Now, fourteen years later, Beaumont has left clues for Reed to follow and wants him to return the artifacts to the museum, anonymously.
Now Reed has to follow the clues with Jessica, due to her insistence. During the search, the two give in to their desires, and become lovers. Reed has always been a Daddy Dom but Leslie is just discovering her Little side, things heat up during their trip and upon their return home. Is Leslie ready to embrace her Little side and let Reed lead their relationship?
This is book three in the Rescue Ranch series and can be enjoyed independently.
Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, action, adventure, mild age play, sensual scenes, adult themes and a happily ever after. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
They stared at each other for several long moments before he claimed her lips again. This time the kiss was bruising, and she groaned in pleasure as Reed pushed his tongue into her mouth. He let go of her arms when the kiss broke and he sat on her belly, his knees still on either side of her. He grabbed her breasts in his hands and kneaded them, his thumbs flicking against her nipples.
Leslie tried to sit up but he kept her pinned down with his weight. When he let go of her breasts his mouth lowered to her nipples, which ached with need. He wasn’t gentle with her, and she closed her eyes and let the sweet feel of his nibbling teeth on her nipples take over her body.
Something had told her it would be like this, hard, with just enough pain to make her body quiver. He let go of her nipples and stood just enough to move his leg in between hers. He pressed down in an effort to push hers apart, but she worked to keep them together. To her surprise he stood, leaving her feeling bereft.
“You going to fight me, or are you going to be a good girl and let me inside you?” He stroked himself, and in answer Leslie splayed her legs as wide as they would go. They had things to learn about each other, but right now all she wanted was to feel him inside her.
Reed was on top of her and inside her in seconds. She wrapped her legs around him and let him take over with hard, heavy thrusts. His cock hit just the right spot repeatedly, and it didn’t take long for her to come, her pussy squeezing his dick.
“Holy fuck,” he said as he pumped her harder. He wrapped his arms around her head and she could tell by his guttural grunts that he was filling her. When he collapsed on top of her she kept her legs in place as her hands gently caressed his back.
“Too fast,” she heard him whisper.
“We’ll have plenty of time later,” she said. “Can we just stay here for the rest of our lives, to do nothing more than fuck and sleep?”
“That works for me,” he said. “Just let me take a small nap and I’ll be ready again.”
“Sounds perfect,” she said. “Absolutely perfect.”