She needed a job, he needed a personal assistant. What could go wrong?
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Welcome to Frisky Friday. My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health. This includes administering a spanking when she needs one.
My submission for this week is from my sixth novel, Lessons in Love, published by Blushing Books.
This excerpt occurs after Mr. Peterson has taken Pam shopping for a new wardrobe at a an exclusive place where she suffered a mini breakdown. Knowing she'd have questions and wanting her to feel comfortable talking, he takes her to dinner at his private club. Pam is amazed to find a footman greet them, and stupefied by the ultra-exclusive manliness of the place, but she suffers a wave of uneasiness when she observes most of the private dining areas are equipped with beds.
Wondering what sort of place her boss has taken her to, she's relieved to note that the room they're escorted to looks like a private parlor with a small table set for two. However, there's an odd piece of the furniture in the corner made of wood and leather that seems terribly out of place with all the china, crystal and velvet. When she admits she's no longer hungry and suggests it might be best if she just went home, he puts a quick end to the nonsense by extending his hand with the request she place her fingers on his palm. When she does as he asks, he draws her into his arms to reassure her, but the reassurance is short lived.
"I've given you seven rules that are punishable if broken. Can you tell me what they are?"
A chill ran down Pam's spine, which his warm hands immediately traced. "I'm not sure I like the direction this conversation is taking."
"I’m sure you don’t, but I want you to repeat them anyway."
He ticked each rule off on his fingers as she relayed them. "Be respectful at all times. Never lie. Don't hesitate to obey you. Don't bite my nails. Get enough rest. Don't skip meals. Don't touch my backside after a punishment unless you give me permission."
He gave a nod. "Good. Next, tell me how many of those you broke today."
Now, she really didn't like the direction this conversation was taking. "No."
One eyebrow raised as his hold grew more confining. "Excuse me."
"I don't want to."
"I don't recall asking what you wanted, Miss Weston. What makes you think ‘no’ is an appropriate answer?"
"I can still refuse to participate, can't I?"
"You can, but there are consequences for that as well. What do you suppose they are?"
She closed her eyes and rested her forehead against his chest. "You'll relocate me."
"Correct. Is that what you want?"
"Then answer my question, please."
Though Rob recognizes Pam's uneasiness, he's not about to let her leave until she tells him what has her most concerned.
M/F, DD on the executive floor.
If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Lessons in Love
Buy the book directly from Blushing Books, Amazon or Barnes & Noble
Thanks for visiting. I hope you enjoyed this brief excerpt and wish you and yours a very Frisky Friday.