1. Plan C: Chapter 2


    Date: 3/13/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: 1feistykitten, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    CHAPTER 2 “Owwwe!” “Hold still, woman!” the man scolded as she sat there, mortified. Becca wasn’t sure how she ended up in this position. She squeezed her eyes shut hoping that the whole day would disappear and she would not open them to find herself sitting on the lap of the extremely attractive older man who had come to her rescue, holding his t-shirt, which he had quickly ripped off and pressed to her bleeding temple. She tried to think back on the impossible events that landed her in this incredibly awkward and increasingly yummy position. One minute she was trying to lift the spare tire from her trunk when she felt Super Hunk press up against her side asking if she needed help. That was when she jumped and smacked her left temple on the open door to the trunk, which then caused her to twist her ankle as she backed up, making her to fall into the man helping her and effectively knocking him backwards and landing on his lap. The man, darn over-achiever that he was, quickly ripped his shirt off over his head and held it up against her temple trying to stop the bleeding from the stinging cut she now had there. When she realized that she was staring at a rock hard, slightly hairy chest with a tattoo of a solitary feather over his left pectoral that seemed to be covering a scar, she had quickly looked up into her hero’s eye only to notice him watching her intently with an expression she couldn’t read on his face. That was when she had squeezed her eyes shut. She was tempted ...
    to open her eyes and examine the tattoo again, but she wasn’t sure she trusted herself not to drool, so she just sat there wiggling on this amazing specimen of a man’s lap, while waiting for the earth to open up and swallow her. Afraid she was going to give in and peek, she quickly slapped her hands over her eyes like a little child playing peek-a-boo. “Uhhh, what are you doing?” she heard him ask with a hint of amusement in his voice. “I’m hiding.” “Hiding?” “Mmm hmm.” “And what are you hiding from, Kitten?” he asked with a touch of that liquid chocolate back in his voice that had a small fire pooling low in her belly and causing her to make a naughty wish or two. When she didn’t answer, she felt his fingers gently wrap around one of her wrists and pull, revealing her eyes. She couldn’t resist anymore. She peeked. Looking into his eyes, Becca felt her skin start to tingle and her heart rate speed up. She self consciously licked her lips and watched as his gaze followed the movement. She knew it was coming before he even touched her. One moment he was staring at her lips and the next he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers. As soon as there was contact, all thought vanished from Becca’s mind. She could only feel. Liquid fire traveled through every inch of her body and she knew she would be nothing more than a puddle on the ground by the time he was done kissing her. ~~~~~~~~~~ The moment Grayson felt her surrender to his kiss, the Dom in him took over. He wanted to ...
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