Her Canadian Dream [Her Canadian Dream] (Siren Publishing Classic) (15 page)

As his words sank in, she looked at him, openmouthed, not daring to believe what she had heard.

“You l-love me? Really?”

“Yes, darling girl, I love you. Yes, I want to teach you about the lifestyle, how to be a good sub, my sub, nobody else’s. I want to take you back with me and marry you so that I can spend the next sixty years punishing you for what you’ve put me through this past week.”

“Oh, Aiden. I love you, too! I was so scared that you only wanted me for sex and I couldn’t bear to have you for four months and then leave. I thought it would be better to come home now before my heart was broken any more. When that condom split and you said you would deal with it I thought you would want me to get rid of a baby if I was pregnant. I wouldn’t be able to do that, so I thought I should leave before it became an issue between us.” She caught back a sob as she thought back to how she thought he’d felt about a baby. Now it was clear he hadn’t been that worried at all.

“I’m so glad you wouldn’t have got rid of any baby, my love. I would never have asked you to. The only reason I was concerned was if you weren’t as ready as me to settle and have children. I am older than you, you know.”

She giggled, making his cock twitch as it always did.

“A whole three years, old man.” Another giggle as he growled. He grabbed her middle and started to tickle her, causing her to giggle even more, making his dick throb as she was still restrained by his hand and unable to fight him.

The giggles soon turned to moans as his hand slid down and into the waistband of her trousers and panties, covering her mound and slipping a finger down into her damp recesses. He smiled in delight as he discovered that she was smooth.

“You shaved?” Her answering smile was shy. “I did it when you suggested it and liked it, so have done it ever since.”

“Thank you, treasure. It pleases me very much that you remembered.”

She felt a glow through her that had nothing to do with what his fingers were busy doing in her panties, although the heat was rising from her pussy as he drove first one then two fingers inside her. His mouth returned to her breasts, now stretched out as her hands were still way above her head. The slight tension increased the sensitivity and within seconds she was stiffening under him, her cries of passion becoming strangled as he continued to slide his fingers across her clit until she bucked in yet another orgasm, falling apart in his arms.

As she came down from the heights he’d driven her to, he held her tight. Whispering his love for her again, he smoothed her hair and asked, “So? Will you?”

She looked up at him in puzzlement. “Will I what?”

“Marry me, you little witch! Will you come back to Huntsville and put me out of my misery?”

She shrieked and jumped up. “Oh, yes. Yes, please, Sir.”

Standing up, he pulled her to him and led her through to the tiny bedroom.

“So, treasure, I think we should start on your punishment now. After all it’s going to take a lifetime to pay me back.”

Willingly, she followed him into the bedroom and to her new life.

THE END

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I have always loved books and reading. As a child I was admonished on more than one occasion for reading at the table or under the bedclothes at night, by torchlight. Nothing stopped me though, and I would read anything and everything.

My first serious attempt at writing was a few short erotic stories for friends in a fan club. They were loosely based on a celebrity we all admired. Pure fantasy, but they were popular within our group. I later expanded one of these stories into a longer, almost book length story. Life then took over and it sat in a folder doing nothing until recently.

Following several sad events in my life, I found the folder and re-read the story. To occupy my mind I started to re-write some parts and then discarded it in favour of writing something entirely new.

Immersing myself in writing was very cathartic and before I knew it, I had a full length book on my hands.

With encouragement from my husband and some good friends, I finally took the plunge and submitted the book for publishing. No one was more surprised than me when it was accepted.

There are now several characters in my head, waiting to be written about, but I will always have a soft spot for Alyssa and Aiden, and their journey, which continues, even now. Meanwhile, I keep listening to the others telling me their stories and writing whenever I get the chance.
 

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