The sharp crack of Lucas' hand against Emily's tender flesh echoed through the room. She jolted, a gasp escaping her lips - pleasure and pain mingling in a heady cocktail. Her skin tingled, hypersensitive from the spanking.
"Shower, baby girl," Lucas growled, his voice low and commanding. "I'll get breakfast started."
Emily grumbled under her breath. Part of her wanted to stay, to feel his hands on her body again… But her stomach gave a traitorous rumble.
"Fine, Daddy," she sighed dramatically.
As she sauntered towards the bathroom, she threw a coy glance over her shoulder. Lucas' piercing blue eyes were fixed on her, dark with desire. A shiver ran down her spine.
‘Fuck, he's hot,’
"Look, I know this whole situation is a fucking trainwreck that no one saw coming," she began, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "It's not like you and Ryan knew each other, Lucas. Hell, I knew Ryan's dad wasn't in the picture, but I didn’t know more than that."She glanced up, meeting Lucas' piercing blue eyes. "And yeah, now that I've seen you two side by side, there's a resemblance. But your hair, your eyes - they're different enough that I never would've made the connection on my own."Lucas nodded, his jaw clenched. "I get it, Em. It's a fucked-up coincidence."Emily sighed, running a hand through her chestnut hair. "The thing is, this whole mess has dragged up all that bullshit with Ryan again. It's like I can't escape it, you know?" Her voice cracked slightly. "I keep seeing him with tha
The sleek sports car purred as Lucas guided it through the winding coastal roads after dropping Sophia home. Emily slouched in the passenger seat, her fingers drumming against her thigh as the familiar scenery of Seabridge blurred past on the way to the shopping centre."There's a sex toy shop in that shopping centre, isn't there, Daddy?" Emily asked, her voice low and teasing.Lucas' eyes flicked to her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Yes, baby girl, there is."Emily's heart raced, a delicious thrill running through her. "Good," she purred, shifting in her seat. "Because you made certain promises that I expect you to fulfil, daddy.”Lucas' grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Fuck, Em. You're going to be the death of me."
Emily took charge, ordering a selection of sushi rolls and sashimi for them to share. As the waiter left, she reached for her chopsticks with practiced ease.Lucas watched her, a mix of admiration and frustration crossing his face. "How the hell do you make that look so effortless?"She laughed, twirling the chopsticks between her fingers. "Years of practice, daddy. Don't tell me you've never used chopsticks before?"He winced, picking up his own pair awkwardly. "Never had much reason to. I'm more of a steak and potato guy.""Here, let me show you," Emily said, setting her chopsticks down and leaning across the table. She gently repositioned his fingers, her touch lingering. "Like this. Hold the top one like a pencil, and keep the bottom one steady."
Emily savoured the rich chocolate and cream melting on her tongue as Lucas leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine."I've got a dilemma, baby girl," he murmured, voice low and husky.She turned to meet his heated gaze. "What's that, daddy?"Lucas' eyes darkened as he replied, "I want you to take that plug and wear it for me now like a good girl. But I also want to feel it sink into place myself, see just how perfect you look when it fills you up."Emily's core clenched at his words, arousal pooling between her thighs. She took another bite of cake to hide her smirk, letting the suspense build for a moment.Finally, she leaned in close, lips brushing his ear as she wh
Emily's arms were laden with shopping bags as she stepped through Lucas' front door, the weight of the day's events still hanging heavy in the air. She deposited her haul on the kitchen island with a soft thud, exhaling deeply."Fuck, what a day," she muttered, running a hand through her chestnut hair.Lucas appeared behind her, his own bags joining hers on the countertop. Without warning, he wrapped his strong arms around her waist and hoisted her into the air. Emily let out a surprised squeal that quickly dissolved into giggles as he spun her in a circle."Lucas! Put me down, you big oaf!" she laughed, her earlier tension melting away.He obliged, setting her gently on her feet but keeping his arms locked around her. "Just trying to lighten the mood, baby girl," he mur
His finger continued its maddening dance, never quite dipping inside where she craved it most. Emily squirmed, seeking more friction, but Lucas' other hand held her firmly in place."Stay still," he commanded softly.Emily bit her lip, trying to obey as arousal coiled tightly in her core. "Yes, Daddy," she managed.She gasped as she felt his other hand slide lower, a single finger circling her ass. The sensation was foreign but not unpleasant, sending little sparks of electricity up her spine."How does that feel?" Lucas murmured, his voice rough with desire.Emily's mind raced, processing the new sensations. "It's... different," she admitted. "But good. Really good."Lucas hummed
The words tumbled out, raw and unfiltered. Emily felt a flush creep up her neck, a mix of arousal and vulnerability. She'd never been this exposed, this honest about her desires before. It was terrifying and intoxicating all at once.Lucas growled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down Emily's spine. His hand tightened on her hip, possessive. "That's my good girl," he murmured. "So eager to please."Emily's mind raced. What did he have planned? How much further could he push her? She was already trembling, her body hypersensitive to every touch. But she meant what she said - she'd take anything he gave her, and beg for more.Lucas' hand glided between Emily's thighs, his fingers grazing her slick folds. He slowly pushed just the tip of one finger inside her, and Emily cried out, arching her back as she t
Lucas leaned in close, his breath hot on Emily's ear. "Change of plan, baby girl."Emily's heart raced as he helped her out of the bath, his strong hands steadying her. They dried off quickly, the fluffy towels rough against her sensitized skin.Lucas' piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. "Get dressed in whatever you picked for me. Meet me in the living room. I expect you kneeling when I get there."Emily nodded, a thrill running through her. As she turned to go, his hand shot out, gripping her throat. He tilted her head up, forcing her to meet his gaze."Yes, Daddy. I'll be there," she managed, her voice breathy.His grip tightened slightly. "There like what, baby girl?"Em
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