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Gently, she reached down, planting a chaste kiss on his forehead, relishing in the world that was Colton. Then slowly, she crawled to the other side of the bed as not to wake him up. She walked to the other side of the room before looking back at the bed one last time.
Nadia by NatureFlashbackColton paced the waiting room impatiently waiting; the smell of bleach invaded his senses taking him back to another time. He hated hospitals. No hate wasn't the word Colton despised them. It was in this same hospital he lost both Alicia and his brother Clyde. What would he do if he lost Nadia too? Colton tried to block the memories out, but they came rushing back like a flood. "Colton, please wait!" Alicia called out the door frantically.Colton looked back, flaring his nostrils."How could you? How could you sleep with Clyde knowing what we had was special? I never want to see you two again."Clyde tried to follow him out the door and explain.Just as Clyde open
Epilogue Colton came over to her, bearing kisses along her neck from behind. He couldn't keep his hands off of her and found it hard to stay in character. She was the sexiest woman he'd ever laid eyes on, and best of all, she was all his. "Are you ready, Mrs.Right?" His deep, demanding voice asked. Nadia held back her smile, reminiscing on the days they said their vowels. It was hard to believe after ten years and three babies later, they were still going strong. Colton was everything she ever hoped for and wanted, a loving father, a fantastic lover, and still just as Dominant in the bedroom. She felt a sting in her bottom. Colton’s hand imprinted on her ass. " I asked if you're ready?" There was the man she knew and loved; she nodded as she said, "yes, sir. " That's my girl." He smacked her ass lightly as he got the butt plug lubed and ready to go. He to
PrologueMy name is Nadia Burlesque. I don’t believe in love at first sight or love at all. My life has never been like the movies, and I live a very risqué lifestyle. Before I can get into all of that, I feel it only fits that you know my back story.I have only had my mom growing up, and dang, If that didn’t screw me up. The only father figures I have ever known are the many Johns my mother has brought home. My mother is the type of woman who picks up any man who will have her, and one of these days, it will get her killed. I remember growing up and wishing for an average family, complete with the house and the white picket fence. I have never truly felt like I have a home; as a kid, we moved a lot, and as an adult, I still move a lot to get away from someone I would rather not mention.I currently work for Right enterprises and let me tell you my boss is hot with a capital H. I find myself obsessed with him, and I’m afra
She couldn't help but feel wet just thinking about his throbbing cock inside her. He stared at her with such a look that would make anyone spontaneously combust. His hair the darkest shade of black, his eyes a cold and calculating color grey, to say she was captivated would be an understatement. She was obsessed."Nadia, are you even listening to me?" Her friend asked, waving a hand in her face.Shit, she was daydreaming again."Um." She tried to think back to the last thing Ella was saying."Really? Nadia, close your mouth before the drool comes out."Embarrassed, Nadia wiped at the corner of her mouth. Her friend's eyes danced with laughter."I knew it, Nadia, you naughty girl. You were thinking about him again." Ella swatted her arm playfully.She looked around the employees' lunch room to make sure no one else was listening. The coast was clear. " Ella, will you be quiet? Someone might hear you?"And by someone, she meant t
She stared down at the medium-sized box in her hands. Luckily being strong was her strong suit; it's not like this was her dream job or anything. Then again, she was pretty sure they didn't pay for what she dreamed of doing.She walked out the door with her head held high, giving the large concrete building one last look. Good riddance, it's not like she was going to miss that place—just her boss's sweet ass and her best friend, Ella.Mentally she scolded herself. Thinking about 'him' is what had got her in this mess in the first place. Walking to the parking lot, she clicked the fob to unlock her beat-up Malibu. One thing was for sure it had seen its better days. The red paint was slowly fading from sun exposure, and it didn't help the dent in the driver's side door, scratched with yellow paint. The moral of the story don't park so close to a pole.She sat in her driver's side seat, allowing only a moment for the dread to set in. Bills, bills, and more bi
Nadia took her Mother Fucker, slamming it down in one drink. Dear God, she was going to need it. Her eyes went wide; nostrils flared as she clenched her teeth. This man had a lot of nerve."You!" She said in an accusing tone. The man's eyes went wide, and his mouth hung open. She had never seen him in this position before, always the strong suit giving orders as she took them."Mr. Right, you have a lot of nerve, your mysubmissiveslave3000?"His face turned red from embarrassment as he looked at the floor, not meeting her gaze head-on.Was he the man behind the text and emails? He was it the man who wanted to be her obedient Slave? None of this was adding up in all of her fantasies. She'd always pictured him being the dominant one.She was about to get up and leave until a deliciously evil idea popped into her head. She was going to make him pay!"Okay, Mr. Right, shall we go somewhere more private to discuss the contract?"She said as she ga
Mr. Right's nerves were shaking; he should be the one doing the punishing. He looked at Nadia with a look clouded by both lust and fear."Very good! Slave, they get punished! Now go lay over the padded spanking bench with your ass in the air, I'll only give you five swats with my hand this time, but If you ever touch me again without my consent, your punishment will be worse.""Yes, Mistress." He sauntered over to the bench on the other side of the room to receive his first punishment. He laid face down on the bench, his legs laying on the knee rest. Sticking his ass in the air, waiting for his punishment was torture enough. The position she had him in made him feel both venerable and exposed. His hard limit was anal play. He had heard once that a prostate massage felt good, but he wasn't one for trying it out.His ass stuck up in the air, his head lowered to the bench. She could only imagine how he felt right about now. Receiving the pain both felt exciting and
Nadia sat at the table nursing her steaming hot coffee while looking over the morning paper. She had her pen in hand, angrily crossing job postings out as she went, each one requiring some form of college education and the ones that didn't pay enough to keep the lights on. The phone that was sitting next to her buzzed the table, making her jump, before swiping the screen.A text message popped up from Slave. He had been texting her quite frequently after their scene three nights before. The excitement and anticipation for this weekend were growing. This weekend would be the first of many she would be spending at his house. It would be their first scene outside of the club. She only hoped things would go well."Mistress, May I ask what you are doing?" She read the message and rolled her eyes. He insisted they stay in character when speaking to one another; no other relationship was to form except for Slave and master. Truthfully, she was mo