1. Plan C: Chapter 3


    Date: 6/22/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: 1feistykitten, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Muscles. That was simply all Becca saw. Toned, tanned, and extremely kissable muscles. Grayson Clark was still shirtless and slightly sweaty as he flexed his strong arms while changing her flat tire over to the spare one she had finally retrieved from her trunk. Staring at him work, she couldn’t help but be silently thankful she had tripped and had needed his shirt to stop the cut on her head from bleeding. Wiggling in her seat, she remembered the kiss. That sweet, wonderful kiss that very quickly developed into a heart-stopping, toe-curling, melt-in-a-puddle kind of kiss. He had completely taken control of it. From the moment his lips touched hers until they flew apart like shrapnel after hearing the police siren, he had been the aggressive one. Mentally, Becca corrected herself. He wasn’t really aggressive. Demanding? Yes, a little. Controlling? That was closer. Dominant? She shivered involuntarily at that word, as she absentmindedly reached into her purse for a lollipop. Becca loved lollipops. They were her addiction and always made for a nice distraction, and boy, did she ever need a distraction. Lollipops always made her relax when she was stressed, or made her feel a little better when she was having a bad day, or sometimes she even used them as a reward for herself. Heck, she deserved all three today! She thought to herself with a decisive inward nod. Forcing herself not to look again at the wonderful specimen of a man only a few feet from her as he talked to a very ...
    round and chatty officer, she decided she was going to be here for a few more minutes. So she grabbed her book off the passenger’s side seat and tried to take her mind off of the half naked man trying to fix her car. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As Grayson finished putting the spare tire on, he heard Chuck’s police radio alert him that he was needed. With a smile, Gray said his goodbyes and Chuck waddled back to his cruiser to respond to the call. Picking up the ruined tire, Grayson turned to tell his little damsel in distress that she was free to go when he paused mid stride. With a thud, the tire hit the gravel and Grayson just stared. Sitting in the driver’s seat, completely oblivious to anything around her, the little kitten was reading a book and sucking on a lollipop. Watching her lips move, he had to swallow hard just to keep from groaning out loud. She swirled it inside her mouth, and sucked it in completely so she could turn a page, then took it back out and played with it in her lips again. Grayson started to sweat as he watched her. He could feel his body responding. Just looking at her with that bright red lollipop in her mouth had his mind imagining other things in her mouth as she sucked and swirled her tongue. Pumping himself in and out of her mouth as he held her hair and controlled the rhythm, making her take him deep, and…. She stopped reading and looked up at him with a puzzled look on her face. When that puzzled look dropped down and noticed his body’s reaction to ...
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