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This week’s excerpt is from LOST & BOUND, Dream Dominant Book 2. When spoiled Hollywood starlet Shasta Pyke gets into trouble with the law, she’s sent to cool her heels for a few weeks in the wilderness of northern Ontario. She never expected to be attracted to backwoods pilot Blake Walker. Could he be the Daddy Dom who can tame her restless soul?
Here’s a sample…
By the time the kitchen timer went off, she’d finally stopped shaking. Shasta pulled the chain, dislodging the rubber plug and the water began to drain from the tub. She used the towel to dry herself and quickly slipped into the flannel shirt Blake had left for her. It was miles too big and deliciously soft as she wrapped it around her bare flesh. In the bathroom mirror, her eyes were haunted. She had no idea of the time, and she was tired. He’d told her to sit on the bed and wait for him.
Carefully, she picked up the oil lamp and carried it into the bedroom. The full-sized bed was neatly made with a steel-grey duvet. She’d half-expected a camouflage bedspread for the rugged mountain man.
The thought would have amused her if she hadn’t been so upset. Blake was angry with her, really angry. He’d called her Shasta, and that had broken her heart. She’d thought that they had a special understanding between them, a budding friendship that was possibly romantic. She loved that he called her Amy. But she’d ruined that, like she ruined everything, it seemed.
She put the lamp on the bedside table and sank onto the edge of the bed. Although she felt warm from the bath, her feet were cold, so she folded her legs under her to keep them warm. She wondered where Blake had gone.
Outside, the storm continued to rage. It was quieter here than in her cabin, but it made her uneasy nevertheless. She wanted him back with her. When he’d picked her up, held her against his chest, she’d felt the safety she’d sought. She wanted to be in his arms until the storm passed. It was the safest place she’d ever known.
The outside door opened and closed, and her heart jumped into her throat. She heard him speak to the dog but she couldn’t make out his words. Her eyes were glued to the closed bedroom door, and she watched as the knob turned.
Blake’s eyes went straight to her. “Good. Just like I asked. Come with me.”
Shasta followed him into the living room where he stood leaning his right hip on the breakfast bar separating that room from the kitchen. Not knowing what else to do, she simply stopped and anxiously twisted her hands in front of her.
When he didn’t say anything, she jumped in. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble, I was just so scared, and I don’t think I really even knew what I was doing, just…the next thing I knew, I was halfway across the lake. I know it was stupid. I’m so sorry, please don’t be mad at me.”
Blake sighed deeply, his mouth a hard line. “What you did was beyond dangerous and irresponsible. If anything had happened to you, Amy, I don’t know how I would be able to live with myself.”
Pleased that he’d returned to her real name, she took a step closer. “I know. And again, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”
He stood straight and crossed his arms. “I can forgive you. The trouble is, you need discipline. You’re out of control, and you need someone to help you rein yourself in.”
Shasta frowned, uncertain of what he meant.
“Tonight, you need to make a decision. Option one, you can stay here. Or option two, I’ll take you back to the island.” At that moment, a deafening thunderclap rattled the cabin’s windows.
She furrowed her brow. “Why would I want to go back there?”
“Because if you stay here, you go by my rules. Without exception.” He arched an eyebrow menacingly.
Chills ran up her arms. His rules? She thought of the way he’d taken over, putting her in the tub, his explicit instructions.
“Remember, there’s your other choice. I grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of jeans from Jackie’s closet. You can get dressed, and I’ll take you back. I’ll see about fixing the window in the morning and we can go on our merry way.”
His expression was impassive, as if either option was fine by him. Shasta fidgeted with the buttons on the flannel shirt. “I want to stay.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“You should know that if you stay, you will be receiving a spanking.”
Shasta’s eyes bugged out. “What?”
“You’re out of control,” he repeated gently. “You need discipline to help you remember that your safety always comes first.”
She turned from him, crossing to the window where she looked out over the lake. A bolt of lightning illuminated the lake, revealing whitecaps as large as they’d been when she’d been out there, and the thunder crashed immediately afterward.
She knew the window over her bed was shattered, the wind and rain would be howling through the cabin. There was no telling when the storm would let up. Blake offered to take her back there, which would mean he’d have to risk himself, to the island and back. No, that wouldn’t do.
Turning back to him, she answered softly. “I’ll stay.” She met his eyes briefly before moving her gaze to the floor.
There was a hint of a smile on his lips. “Alright then,” he nodded. “Choice made. Now, before I was so rudely interrupted, I was reading. I’m going back to my book. You will kneel at my feet. When I’m finished reading, I will spank you. Then we will go to bed.”
Shasta nodded and wrapped her arms around her middle. Blake went to the bedroom and returned carrying a steel-grey pillow from the bed. “I’m feeling generous. You can kneel on this.” He handed the pillow to Shasta and sank into the leather chair, propping his feet on the ottoman.
She stood for a moment before placing the pillow at the foot of the chair and lowering her knees onto it. Blake opened his book and the room was silent except for the storm outside. Shasta anxiously rubbed her thighs with her palms, unsure of what she was expected to do.
A thought dawned on her. He wants me to suck him off. Reaching up, she unbuttoned the top of his jeans with one hand, using the other to stroke his cock through the faded denim.
“Whoa,” Blake exclaimed, dropping the book and grasping her hands. Gently, he pulled them away and held them both in his left hand as he lifted her chin with his right. “Did you ask permission to touch my cock?”
Her eyes were wide and her face flushed bright red. “I thought…” She looked away from his eyes, “I thought that’s what you wanted me to do. Give you a blowjob.”
He shook his head and spoke softly. “No, kitten, you’re on your knees to think about what you did and why you won’t ever do it again. I also want you to think about the spanking you’re going to get.” He smiled kindly. “You never need to wonder what I want from you. I’ll always let you know. Do you understand?”
When she looked back at him, tears were in her eyes. “Yes…sir.” Her voice was a whisper.
Blake’s jaw tightened. “Sir will do. For now.” He stroked her hair fondly, then returned to his book.
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