KEPT: A Second Chance Fairy Tale by A.C. Bextor

Author:A.C. Bextor [Bextor, A.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Second Chance Fairy Tale
Published: 2016-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

Lucy

“Pull that shit again, Lucy, and I will redden your ass,” I hear Michael’s raspy voice in my ear, and it instantly sends a shocking shiver down my spine. The damning visualization he’d unknowingly given me in his office the first time he threatened it has taken on a whole new meaning now that I know what his hands feel like exploring my body, as well as how warm his tongue feels against my own.

Shit.

We’re sitting in a carriage on a wet bench, waiting for the driver to finish showing Grace how to assemble the horses in front of it. Michael’s arm is stretched across the back of the bench, the feeling of his position intimate and familiar.

It was still raining when we arrived. The driver insisted the horses wouldn’t pull until this evening, if then, as they were expecting more rain. Michael, however, decided we didn’t have time to wait and coerced the man with cash and threats of Grace’s broken heart on display for all the passersby to witness. The older man, dressed nicely in a tailed tuxedo, folded instantly.

So here we are.

“What?” I question, not looking in his direction, knowing he’s been waiting for this opportunity since breakfast. We just haven’t been alone.

“My phone,” he clips. “I was talking to Corbin about something important when you grabbed it.”

Turning my gaze to his, I find we’re close enough that, if I leaned up, I could kiss him. My lips tingle with vivid remembrance. His eyes are dark with emotion, but it’s not anger. I can tell by the way he’s searching my face that my flippant comment got to him just the same as his did me when he said it the first time.

“You’re pissed about the spanking comment, not the phone,” I point out, knowing I’m right.

“I’m not,” he denies, keeping his face still.

“You’re off today,” I reiterate, taking my gaze from him and nodding in the direction of Grace, now sitting on top of the white horse while the gentleman balances her carefully.

I feel Michael’s hand drop to my shoulder before his finger grazes the outside of my ear. My eyes close when I sense my face flush. Unashamed, I tilt my head to deepen his connection and he sighs.

“What the fuck am I doing with you?” he asks himself quietly.

I don’t answer, but keep my eyes closed. I could think of many things I’d let him do. This weekend has all but confirmed I’d be his if he’d take me. I’d be compliant. I’d let him spank me. I’d do anything he asked. And I would enjoy every minute.

I feel him beside me, adjusting in his seat before his other hand grabs mine as it rests on my lap. His thumb caresses the top of it and he squeezes gently to capture my attention. I open my eyes and turn to look at him, his gaze warm. When my mouth parts, his eyes fall to my lips. Then his gaze is no longer warm. It’s heated.

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