Lucas hummed thoughtfully. "I'm going to spank you five times. You'll count each one for me. If it gets to be too much, you tell me immediately. Understood?"Emily nodded, then realized he wanted a verbal response. "Yes, daddy. I promise."She braced herself, wondering how much it would hurt. Would she enjoy it? The anticipation was almost unbearable."Good girl," Lucas purred. "Now, let's see how well you can take your punishment."The first smack landed with a resounding crack, sending a jolt through Emily's body. The sting bloomed across her skin, quickly followed by a rush of heat."One," she gasped, surprised by how much she liked the sensation.Lucas' hand came down again, harder this time. Emily's fingers tightened on the bedpost as she cried out, "Two!""That's it, baby girl," Lucas growled. "You're doing so well."The third strike had her moaning, a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her. "Three," she panted, her voice husky with arousal.By the fourth, Emily was tremb
Lucas growled, his eyes darkening as he captured Emily's lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring and claiming every inch. Emily whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she tugged him closer. Lucas' hand danced up her thigh, teasing along sensitive skin. His fingertips glanced over her exposed core, eliciting a gasp. Without warning, he pushed two fingers inside her."Fuck, you're soaked," he murmured against her lips. "That spanking really got you going, didn't it?"Emily's cheeks flushed. "Only for you, Daddy," she purred.His fingers began moving, teasing and exploring her most intimate places. Emily's head fell back, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure built within her. Just as she teetered on the edge of release, Lucas abruptly withdrew his hand."Wha-?" Emily's eyes snapped open in confusion.Lucas smirked, a wicked glint in his eye. "You said that spanking wasn't really a punishment. So I'll deny you instead."Emily groaned in frustration, he
Without warning, Lucas' tongue lashed out, licking a hot line across her already sensitive flesh. Emily gasped, her hips jerking involuntarily. His talented mouth danced around her clit, teasing and tormenting with expert precision. Just as she felt the familiar coil of pleasure tightening in her core, he pulled away, pressing a gentle kiss to her inner thigh."Daddy," Emily whimpered as Lucas emerged from under the table, his self-satisfied smirk making her want to both kiss and slap him. "This is mean."Lucas merely hummed, settling back into his chair and picking up his fork. He took a large bite of pancake, closing his eyes in exaggerated bliss. "Mmm," he said, licking his lips. "You know, these taste even better when I still have the taste of your pussy on my tongue."Emily's breath caught in her throat. "You're evil," she managed to choke out, squeezing her thighs together in a futile attempt to relieve some of the aching pressure."Evil?" Lucas raised an eyebrow, his blue eyes
Emily curled into the corner of the plush sofa, savouring the warmth of the coffee mug in her hands. Lucas settled her legs across his lap, his fingers tracing lazy patterns along her shin. The gentle touch sent pleasant tingles up her spine."So, any big Sunday plans?" Lucas asked, his blue eyes twinkling. Emily took a sip of coffee before responding. "Normally I'd say hell no. Sundays are for lounging and recovering from Saturday night's bad decisions." She smirked. "But I've got this massive project that's kicking my ass - that new gallery opening in the city centre. Deadlines are breathing down my neck, so I'll need to put in a few hours later."Lucas' hand stilled on her leg. "Work on a Sunday? That's practically blasphemy.""Tell me about it," Emily groaned. "But duty calls. If this project goes well, it’ll mean big things for my parents and I guess my company. If it goes wrong…”Lucas' fingers traced lazy patterns on Emily's shin as he nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his ru
Emily's back arched as the tension inside her reached its breaking point. Her inner walls clenched around him as waves of ecstasy washed over her. "Lucas!" she cried out, her vision going white as her orgasm crashed through her.He continued pounding into her, drawing out her pleasure as she shuddered beneath him. Emily's mind went blank, consumed by pure bliss as Lucas pushed her over the edge again and again.His rhythm faltered as Emily's body tensed around him. Lucas groaned, burying his face in her neck as he continued thrusting erratically. "Fuck, baby girl," he grunted. "You feel so goddamn good."Emily cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as another orgasm crashed over her. Her mind went blank, overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure. Lucas' hips snapped forward one final time. He shuddered, spilling himself inside her with a strangled moan. For a moment, they remained frozen, hearts racing and breath coming in ragged gasps."Holy shit," Emily finally managed,
The pub's smoky haze enveloped Emily as she slid into the worn leather booth, the scent of stale beer and greasy chips assaulting her nostrils. Sophia plopped down opposite her, two rum and cokes sloshing precariously in her hands."So," Sophia said, leaning forward with a conspiratorial grin. "Spill it, girl. How was the date with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Broody?"Emily felt heat creep up her neck. "It was... nice," she mumbled, suddenly fascinated by a water ring on the table.Sophia snorted. "Nice? That blush says a hell of a lot more than 'nice.' Did you stay the night?""I might have," Emily admitted, unable to suppress a small smile.Sophia let out an ear-piercing squeal that had half the pub turning to stare. Emily slouched lower in her seat, wishing the floor would swallow her whole."Keep it down, would you?" she hissed. "I'd rather not broadcast my sex life to all of Seabridge.""Oh please," Sophia waved a dismissive hand. "Like these sods care. Now tell me, was Daddy as good as
Emily's phone buzzed. Her heart raced as she flipped it over, seeing Lucas' name on the screen.Daddy: The feeling's mutual, baby girl. How about dinner at mine tomorrow night?Baby Girl: It’s a date.Emily's face fell suddenly, her brow furrowing as she stared into her empty glass. The pub's dim lighting cast shadows across her features, accentuating the tension in her jaw."What's wrong?" Sophia asked, leaning forward with concern etched on her face. "You look like you just remembered you left the stove on."Emily exhaled slowly. "I'm going to Lucas' for dinner tomorrow.""Isn't that a good thing?" Soph
Emily's heart thudded as she made her way to the bar, hyper-aware of Ryan's presence across the room. She fixed her gaze on the bartender, determined not to give her ex the satisfaction of even a glance."Two rum and cokes, and loaded nachos, please," Emily said, her voice steady. As the bartender nodded and turned to prepare the drinks, Emily's mind raced.Fuck. Of all the pubs in all of Seabridge, that prick had to walk into this one.She drummed her fingers on the sticky bar top, willing the drinks to materialize faster. She didn’t want him seeing her and she didn’t want to deal with him coming out with his bullshit in public.Not worth it. He's not worth it."Here you are, love," the bartender said, slid
Emily leaned forward, her green eyes bright with conviction. "Soph, I'm going to tell you what you told me. You won't know if you don't try. There's nothing wrong with getting your freak on, and being conflicted is totally reasonable, but it doesn't mean the only option is pulling the plug."Sophia snorted, but a hint of a smile tugged at her lips. "Using my own words against me, huh? That's low, Carter.""Hey, if the advice fits," Emily shrugged, grinning. Her expression softened as she continued, "Look, maybe what you should be doing is figuring out what your boundaries are so you have time to get used to it before you need to tell Jake."Sophia's brow furrowed. "Boundaries? Like what, a safe word for my ego?"Emily rolled her eyes. "I'm serious, Soph. What are you com
Emily leaned forward, her green eyes glinting with curiosity. "So, what exactly did you two get up to? Any juicy details you can share?"Sophia shifted in her seat, the wine glass cool against her fingers. "Oh, you know. Just basic 'do as you're told' stuff." She took a long sip, buying time. Fuck it, she thought. In for a penny... "And, uh, orgasm denial."Emily's eyebrows shot up. "Orgasm denial? Damn, girl. You jumped right into the deep end, didn't you?"Sophia felt her cheeks flush. "Yeah, well. It was... intense." She remembered Jake's fingers teasing her, bringing her to the edge over and over. Her thighs clenched involuntarily."I bet," Emily said with a knowing smirk. "How'd you handle that?"Sophia snorted. "It was
Lucas greeted them at the door, his quiet "Evening, ladies" a stark contrast to Emily's exuberance. Sophia felt herself relax a fraction as she stepped into the cozy living room, inhaling the mouthwatering aroma of whatever was simmering in the kitchen."Wine?" Lucas offered, already moving towards an open bottle on the counter."God, yes," Sophia replied fervently. She accepted the generously filled glass with a grateful nod, sinking into a chair at the dining table.Emily plopped down across from her, practically vibrating with poorly contained glee. Sophia braced herself for the inevitable interrogation."Sooooo," Emily sang, drawing out the word. "Were you texting Jake?"Sophia took a long sip of wine, buying hersel
Flopping onto the sofa, Sophia dug her spoon into the ice cream and flicked on the TV. Jeremy Kyle's voice filled the room as she curled her legs underneath her."You ARE the father!" Jeremy declared dramatically onscreen.Sophia snorted. "No shit, Sherlock. Look at those matching unibrows."As she shoveled another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, her mind drifted back to last night. Jake's hands exploring her body, his lips on her neck, the way he'd pinned her wrists..."Fuck," she groaned, squeezing her thighs together. Her eyes darted to her phone on the coffee table. Should she text him? It had been mind-blowing sex, but Sophia wasn't looking for anything serious. Maybe she could proposition him for a casual arrangement?"Get it together, Bennett," she chided herself. "You're not a lovesick teenager."But as she tried to focus on Jeremy Kyle's latest DNA test reveal, all she could think about was Jake's sculpted abs and the way he'd whispered "little one" in her ear.Sophia
Sophia's eyes fluttered open, consciousness creeping in along with a dull ache in her muscles. She rolled over, arm reaching out, but found only cold sheets beside her. "Jake?" she mumbled, voice rough with sleep. No response.She sat up, blinking in the harsh morning light streaming through the gap in the curtains. The room was empty, Jake's clothes no longer strewn across the floor where they'd been hastily discarded the night before. "Well, shit," Sophia muttered, running a hand through her tangled curls. A folded piece of paper on the pillow next to her caught her eye. She snatched it up, unfolding it with fingers that trembled slightly.A phone number was scrawled across the paper, along with the words "Text me later, little one."Sophia stared at the note, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest. Part of her wanted to crumple it up and toss it in the bin. Another part wanted to grab her phone and text him right that second."Get a grip, Soph," she told herself. "It was just a
"Lay down on your back, knees bent, legs open, hands above your head," Jake commanded, his voice low and gravelly.Sophia felt a shiver run through her body as she complied. "Yes, sir," she breathed, arranging herself on the plush hotel bed.Her heart raced as Jake knelt between her parted thighs. His blue eyes burned with intensity as they roamed over her exposed form. Sophia fought the urge to squirm under his gaze.Jake's lips lifted in a slight smirk as he lowered his head. He pressed a feather-light kiss to her ankle, then slowly made his way up her calf.'Fuck,' Sophia thought, her breath catching. 'How does he make this feel so good?'When Jake reached the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, Sophia couldn't contain a whimper. His stubble rasped deliciously against her flesh as he nipped and sucked marks onto her skin."Jake, please," she gasped, her hips lifting involuntarily.He chuckled darkly. "Patience, little one. I'm savouring you."Finally, finally, his mouth landed on he
ANYTHING FOR YOU, SOPHIA: Chapter TwoJake's strong hands caught Sophia's wrists, pinning them behind her back in one fluid motion. A thrill shot through her as he hooked his feet over her ankles, spreading her legs apart."Thought you could tease me, huh?" Jake's voice was low and husky in her ear.Sophia's breath hitched. "Maybe I like teasing you."His free hand danced up the inside of her thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "And maybe I like putting you in your place."She squirmed against his grip, torn between wanting to break free and aching for his touch. "My place? And where exactly is that?"Jake's fingers finally reached her core, eliciting a gasp. "At my mercy.""Cocky bastard," Sophia muttered, even as her hips bucked involuntarily, the movement splashing water everywhere.His chuckle vibrated against her back. "You love it."She bit her lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction. But as his fingers began to move in maddening circles, coherent thought fled. All she cou
The night of the gallery opening...The breeze ruffled Sophia's auburn curls as she leaned into Jake's warm embrace. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her waist, sending delicious shivers up her spine."Bet you a tenner Lucas and Emily are plotting their bedroom antics right now," Sophia whispered, nodding towards the couple walking ahead.Jake's deep chuckle vibrated against her. "No bet. Those two are probably scheduling positions by the hour."Sophia snorted, her hazel eyes dancing with mischief.Jake grinned, his sun-bleached hair falling rakishly over one eye. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "But then… I've got plans for you that'd make a sailor blush."Heat pooled in Sophia's belly. Damn, she’s known him mere hours and the man knew how to push her buttons. She forced herself to focus on the little shops and houses lining the street. Anything to distract from the growing ache between her thighs."You're all talk, Summers," she retorted, aiming for nonchalance and missi
As Lucas mixed batter and the bacon began to sizzle, Emily poured two steaming mugs of coffee. She breathed in the scent, savouring the moment.Fuck, when did domesticity start feeling so damn good? she wondered, watching Lucas flip a pancake with practiced ease. The sight of him, all tousled hair and relaxed muscles, stirred something warm in her chest."What're you thinking about?" Lucas asked, catching her stare.Emily sipped her coffee, buying time. "Just... how nice this is," she admitted softly.Lucas set down the spatula and walked over to her, his movements fluid and deliberate. He stood behind Emily, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder."It is nice, yes," he murmured agai