Exposure (17 page)
Authors: Caia Fox
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He felt between her legs again, and she groaned. She knew he
would be able to tell how wet, how aroused, she was. She felt the sea breeze on
her behind, the way it whipped up her hair, but she didn't care how messed up
it got, how messy she got. Nothing mattered but him and how he was making her
feel.
“You're so wet,” he said, delight showing in his voice. “I
love that you like that. I hoped you would. But I didn't know. I just had to
find out. I couldn't let you go and not know.”
He pulled her to him and kissed her hair, her neck. She felt
good, yet vulnerable. He’d seen a side to her she didn’t know she had. Her
panties were still around her thighs.
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Other Books by Caia Fox
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Back Where We Belong
A love destroyed. A life in ruins.How
can there ever be a second chance for us?
Anything can happen in a year. You can fall head over heels
in love with a hot guy you meet on the beach. And before the year is out, your
whole life can be torn apart, without either of you able to do a damn thing
about it.
I thought Luke (and love itself) were out of my life
forever. But forever is a long time. When fate gives us a second chance, am I
too broken by the terrifying events of the past to learn to love again?
Here’s a short sample…
I wonder what a walk along the beach
entails. It's midnight. We're not going to be building sandcastles.
“Are you cold?”
“No.”
“You're shivering a bit. This car has a
heater. It might even work.”
He adjusts the controls and warm air blasts
out. “Polar to tropical at the touch of a button.”
I laugh. “Every modern convenience.”
“And even air conditioning,” he says, and
winks, winding down his window and then winding it back up.
We're almost there. I wish the drive was
longer. I feel safe with Luke in a moving car, but we're at the beach in no
time at all and getting out. He puts his arm around me and draws me to him. He
kisses me gently, just a touch of his lips on mine, twice, butterfly-light
kisses.
“You look like you're worried I'm about to
eat you up,” he says. “I can just take you home if you like.”
I don't want him to take me home. “Let's
walk on the beach. It's a nice night.”
A nice night? Is that all I can say? Crap.
He holds my hand and we walk along the
sand. I feel the cool grains between my toes where my sandals kick up the sand.
The waves are slow, lapping the beach then receding in an endless rhythm.
“Do you like living here?” I ask.
“I like living by the sea. But there are
four kids between five and seventeen, plus me and Mom and Dad at home. We're
living on top of each other all the time. In summer there’s not even any
school. It's like a zoo at times.”
“It does sound like chaos. But it's better
than when there's just you.”
“You're an only child then?”
“Yes, I'm not sure if they only wanted one
or couldn't have any more children. I think I put them off having any more. I
expect I got in the way of Dad's work and Mom's social life.”
“You're looking sad again. We can't have
that. I like it better when you laugh.” He squeezes my hand.
“Race you to that rock” He points to a dark
jagged mass jutting out from the sea onto the beach about three hundred yards
away. “Ready? One...two...three.”
He takes off, and I run after him. We
tumble onto the cold sand when we reach the rock, out of breath and laughing.
“That's better.” He looks at me in that
intense way he has and he kisses me, his lips soft at first and then more
insistent, his hands holding me, pressing me so close to him that I'm sure
he'll feel my heart thud against his chest through our clothes. I can't help
responding to the feeling of his lips on mine, the gentle probing of his
tongue, his hard body, and I open my mouth to him and kiss him right back, the
sound of the waves in the soft night air providing the perfect backdrop for
that kiss.
“Much better,” he says gently, kissing my
nose when we finally part, a little breathless.
We lean against the rock. There's no one on
the beach. It's like our own private space. The sky is pitch black. A few stars
are out, but there's no moon.
This new adult romance will break your heart and mend it,
but not leave you wondering. This is a standalone novel with no cliffhanger. If
you like your heroes dominant and sexy and your romance extra steamy and hot
(and a little dark in places) curl up and enjoy a roller coaster ride!
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Teach Me, Punish Me
A spicy and romantic short story with a light
dominant/submissive theme
Luke Black was a good English teacher but that meant nothing
to me ten years ago at my Scottish high school. All that mattered then were his
bad boy good looks, and imagining him naked with his arms wrapped around me.
With a successful career in New York behind me, I returned
for the ten year class reunion. I had changed, but Mr. Black had not. He still
had the power to make my insides melt. And it seemed, there were things he
still wanted to teach me...and punish me for.
No man should have been able to turn my world upside down in
a weekend. But this one did...and now that he had, how could I bear to part
with him?
Read on for a sample of Teach Me, Punish Me
I gulped at his words. I was a little ashamed that he could
tell how keen I was, but I couldn't help it. I raised my hips a little, almost
presenting my behind to him. I wanted him to strike me. I wanted him to get on
with it. He was right, my breathing was definitely shallow. I thought I might
faint with anticipation.
“Have you ever been spanked?”
“No, I haven't,” I said.
“There's always a first time for everything,” he said, and
brought his hand down smartly on my behind.
I yelped.
“I'm going to punish you for misbehaving in the past, and
then I might just have to punish you some more, just because I like it,” he
said.
That smack stung more than I expected. Was that supposed to
be erotic? I wondered why women liked it. I went with it though. I thought
there must be more to it than I could tell with one swipe of his hand, and as
he continued to spank me the burning heat in my behind increased, and I started
to get into it.
I loved it—the whole strangely humiliating experience of
lying naked over my ex-teacher's powerful thighs presenting my behind to be
smacked, the sting, the caresses of his hand on my sore flesh between swipes,
and the way his fingers trailed occasionally between my legs, his rock-hard
cock ever present against my side.
“Enough?” he asked.
I didn't answer.
“No? Then you want more, I think. Bad girls always want
more.”
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Caught & Punished
Love derailed by games that go too far…
When Paul started punishing his wife Lizzie and commanding
her to obey his requests, their love life shot through the stratosphere. She
loved the tone of voice he used on her and the naughty, wicked things he made
her do, and his strict discipline even helped her with her writing career.
She’d never been happier.
But then their secret was discovered by his arrogant boss…
Here’s a taste of “Caught and Punished”
“You didn’t tell me you were into that,” he said, eyebrows
raised when he read her stories of spanking and public display.
“They’re just stories. I wouldn’t want to be those women.”
“Mmmh,” was all he said, but it obviously got the wheels
turning in his brain, because the next time he arrived home and she was so
engrossed in her writing that she hadn’t started dinner, he didn’t just accept
her apology as usual but pretended to be angry, pulled her over his lap, pulled
down her panties and whacked her bare behind right there in the kitchen while
she laughed and made a few half-hearted protests. They kissed, and she thought
that was the end of it.
But when he pulled her over his lap and spanked her bare
bottom again a couple of nights later, this time a little harder, she found
herself getting right into it. That was so hot, the sizzling, burning sensation
on the tender skin of her behind, her panties and pants around her ankles! She
was dripping wet, her heart pounding. Who knew she would feel like that just
because Paul showed the dominant side she didn’t even know he had and spanked
her?
She purred as he rubbed her bottom, soothing the sting, and
as she sat up, she kissed him passionately, and one thing led to another. His
cock was rigid, and she reached for his belt and zipper and released it right
there in the kitchen. She fell to her knees and took the hard length in her
mouth, sucking him and looking into his eyes as she did, challenging him to
protest at her wanton display.
No protest came.
When she paused for breath, he pulled her pants and panties
off where they’d fallen to her feet and guided her into the bedroom where he
fucked her harder than she’d ever been fucked before. She rarely came that way,
but this time, she did. He pounded her so hard, in full contact with her clit,
and she was already so turned on, it didn’t take much to send her over the
edge. Who cared that dinner was late that night or ever again?
You’ll find “Caught & Punished” here on Amazon.com
(You can buy it there or borrow it free with an Amazon Prime or Kindle
Unlimited account.)
http://caiafox.com/caughtandpunished
On Fire (Punished by the Fireman)
A sizzling short story with a light dominant/submissive
theme
