Did you know that my novella One Night in Manchester is available for pre-order right now for 99p! Well now you do. What’s it about you ask, well, read on and you’ll find out.
He works in TV and he shows Jessica around the set where he’s filming. Their relationship quickly escalates and they have sex…on one of the sets! As things develop, so does their love play. In public places! And a little spanking never really hurt anyone.
Will Jessica be able to say goodbye to Grant when his work is done?
Here’s a cheeky, sexy kiss that I hope will make you smile as much as it makes me smile!
Kneeling beside his bag, he opens it up. “This is the moment I show you how seriously I’ve been thinking about this.”
He pulls out something long, thick and black. It’s only when the very end is revealed that I realise it’s a riding crop. He lies it down on the end of the bed. “I was thinking about you, about doing this, when I packed.”
Next he pulls out something shorter and flatter. It looks something like a ping pong bat, but thinner. It doesn’t take too much thought to work out what he’s going to use it for.
“I’m just glad I wasn’t stopped at Customs.”
The next item he pulls out clicks and clanks. I am fairly sure I know what it is before I see it and I find myself internally clenching when he waves the handcuffs at me, dangling them casually from his fingers. He knows I’ve fantasised about being restrained. We chatted about it once, late at night. I told him many things, many desires I’ve never told anyone else before.
“So you…you’ve thought about, I mean, doing this stuff to me, with me?”
“Oh, yes. I’ve thought about spanking you, restraining you, fucking you. I don’t talk about my fantasies with just anyone, you know. Haven’t you thought about it?”
“Oh yeah, lots, but I didn’t think anything would happen today. I just thought we’d meet up and chat and stuff. But not this stuff. I didn’t think you’d want to do this stuff, not with me, and I just said way too many stuffs.” I giggle awkwardly.
“Are you kidding me?” He removes a length of red rope from the bag and places it with the other things on the bed. Then pulls out a handful of condoms, adds them to the excitingly scary pile of fun items, and walks over to me. “How could I not want to touch you?”
Grant cups my face and looks deep into my eyes. I gaze back at him, unable to release myself from the depth of his deep blue stare. “How could I not want to kiss you?”
His lips hit mine and I’m consumed with lust again. All my doubts, all my fears, are stripped away.
“I wouldn’t normally be so forward, but I figure we already know each other. We’ve done all that small talk shit, you know?”
I nod, not sure I trust myself to talk.
“I just hoped I’d read the signs right, and it looks like I have. I really want my dominant side to play with your submissive side some more right now. Is that okay?”
“Oh yeah, more than okay.”
“Sir.” At least this time I know why that stern look is flitting across his face. I’m getting good at this.
“That’s better. Now I’ve got out my implements, I need to see what I’m going to use them on. So Jessica, strip.”
He keeps taking me off guard, getting me to do things I wouldn’t normally think about. And now he’s expecting me to strip off all my clothes for him, just like that. Yes, we’ve had sex, he’s felt my wobbly bits, but that’s different. At least in my brain it is.
I’m not that confident. I’ve had so many insults thrown at me about my size that even after all that’s happened today I’m nervous about stripping off in front of him. How stupid is that?
“Come on, Jessica, I haven’t got all day. I’ve been waiting to see you naked for months. I can’t wait a moment longer.”
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