AVAILABLE JULY 16TH!
When it comes to being a Dom, he is the Master of surprises.
After the Christmas retreat in their custom-made dungeon at their home, Dom Davis Cathal and his sub, Samantha Merry, decide to take a summer vacation away for a change of scenery. Finding a place that suits their needs and packing the necessary play items for two weeks is a challenge–one they relish in. When a work emergency causes Davis to stay behind an extra day, he instructs Samantha to go alone to set up the place for their play time.
Samantha arrives to find the cottage destination less than ideal. Determined to make the best of it, she goes about the task of preparing for playtime with her Dom. When one too many things go wrong, she is unable to hide her disappointment. Count on Davis to take control and show his sub that with a little discipline, any place is perfect for play and that sometimes disappointments bring about the best surprises.
He frowned. When she didn’t answer using the word ‘Sir’, he knew she wasn’t in the mood for playtime. As part of their agreement, they didn’t play the part of Dom/sub twenty-four seven, although as the years went on, she referred to him as ‘Sir’ on a regular basis.
“You don’t seem okay,” he remarked. “Didn’t you enjoy the session out by the lake?”
A frustrated sigh escaped her this time. She rolled over to face him and then sat up. “Yes, I did. Very much.” Anger sparked in her eyes, and he remained quiet to let her get it out. “What I haven’t enjoyed is coming here to see the place in ruins and nothing like it showed when we booked it. I didn’t enjoy having the hot water tap falling off, threatening to flood the house when all I wanted to do was sit in the bath and process. I wanted this vacation to be special. I wanted everything to be the way I thought it would be.”
Davis opened his mouth to speak, but she held up a hand to stop him. “No,” she continued. “I want to be mad. I have a right to be mad. I have a right to my feelings. This place isn’t what I thought it would be. And I want to go home.”
He shrugged, swallowing hard to hide the giddy feeling welling up inside. He couldn’t keep the surprise from her any longer.
She narrowed her eyes at him. “What? This isn’t funny.”
“I didn’t say it was funny.” He shook his head. “I’m supporting you being mad.”
“By laughing at me?”
“Samantha.” His voice took on a stern tone. “I’m not laughing at you either.”
She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh. “I don’t mean to pout. It’s just this,” she gestured around, “isn’t what I signed up for.”
“You mean having the man you love most at your side, helping you through the mishaps of life?”
She glared at him and spoke through clenched teeth. “You know what I mean.”
“I do. I also know how attached we can become to an idea, and it bites when reality is different.” He tapped her nose with a fingertip. “Sometimes life is just that way.”
“I know,” she grumbled. “I just want to be grumpy about it for a bit, okay?”
Davis leaned over to check the time on his watch that sat on the bedside table. “How long do you think that will take?”
She cracked a smile for the first time since the bathroom incident. “I don’t know. Stop trying to make me laugh.”
He placed his hand over his heart. “I’m not trying to do anything.” He pushed her onto her back and loomed over top of her. “I just want to know how long I should wait before I eat your pussy.”
Surprise registered on her face. “Oh. Well.” She pretended to consider. “I suppose I’m done.”
“Are you sure?” He scrunched his eyebrows in concern. “I don’t want to interrupt your grump-fest.