Click [Suncoast Society] (Siren Publishing Sensations) by Tymber Dalton

Author:Tymber Dalton
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

Seth and Leah

Sometimes, even a Dom needs to whip himself into shape…

* * * *

Crack!

Seth frowned as he stared at the pristine target hanging from an oak tree in the back yard. He hadn’t meant to crack the whip, simply nail the target.

A double fail, in other words.

From the shade of a tree behind him, Leah softly laughed. “You want me to show you how it’s done?”

“Smart ass.”

“I’m not the one who hasn’t practiced in over a month.”

He glanced over his shoulder at her. “Be glad I’m not practicing on your ass.”

“Oooh, please don’t throw me into the briar patch.”

“Hmph.” Seth turned back toward the target, a paper napkin hanging from a lower branch, suspended by a clothespin tied to the branch with a piece of string. Yes, he’d gotten out of practice. But they were teaching a class on whip handling next weekend at Venture, and he needed to shape up beforehand.

He took a deep breath to settle himself, shook out his arms, and tried again.

This time, he didn’t crack the whip, but he didn’t hit the target, either.

“Dammit,” he muttered.

Behind him, he heard Leah get up and walk over. “Would you prefer I showed you what you’re doing wrong, or let you keep getting more frustrated?” In the past five minutes, he hadn’t hit the target once.

Totally unlike him.

“What, exactly, are you planning to show me?”

“You’re too tense, for starters.”

She held out her hand and he relinquished the singletail to her. Stepping out of her way, he watched as she shook out her arms, then took a couple of gentle underhanded test swings at the target to gauge her distance.

Then she settled into a relaxed stance before drawing her arm back and flicking the whip forward.

The napkin target barely moved, but a chunk suddenly disappeared from the bottom of it.

She took four more swings, each time nipping a little more from the target without cracking the whip, either.

Turning, she coiled the whip and handed it to him. “You’re too tense, too stiff. You’re stopping your wrist too soon. That’s why it cracked. You didn’t follow through to the target.”

“You and Kaden always make this look easy. Made.” He went silent as he stared at the kangaroo-hide singletail in his hands.

She slipped her arms around him. “He’d be so proud of you, you know.”

Seth nodded. “Of you, too.”

She smiled up at him. “Well, I’d hope so. Wouldn’t want him coming back and haunting the crap out of us because we weren’t living up to expectations.”

That finally drew a laugh out of him. He pulled her into his arms, his face buried in her hair. “The ghost of Christmas kinky?”

“Exactly. Now just relax. You’re putting too much pressure on yourself.” She disengaged from their hug and walked over to the tree. There, she removed the target and hung up another napkin in its place. “Maybe I should make you practice on my ass,” she teased as she returned to his side.

“Not yet. Let me get back into fighting form first. Going after your ass when I’m this out of practice will only make me more nervous.

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