Apt [Running to Love 6] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF

telling herself that, over and over. She’d had such high hopes and romantic notions. Romance. Ha. She fantasized she would find Dave, and he would scoop her up in that well-remembered way he had. He would hug her and kiss her and it would all end well. She had some pretty vague ideas about what would happen next but naively believed that love would carry the day. Although she had anticipated some hot sex in her future, too. Well, her love alone hadn’t been enough to carry much of anything, to judge by the way he reacted. It seemed he no longer loved her, if he ever had, and she felt pretty stupid, mortified actually. He was that Dom person now, and she was just the daughter of some country folk he’d taken refuge with, good enough to spend time with in rural Lansdown but nothing special here.
    She regretted not saying good-bye to Jackie and Ashley, walking out like that, but if she hadn’t, she would have fallen apart. She wouldn’t embarrass Dave any further, especially in front of his therapist . Right. Therapist. He’d replaced her young, inexperienced self with that amazing older woman, and there had been another really good-looking young man with her. Probably Dave was in one of those polyamorous relationships, too. How stupid had she been, really? God .
    Well, there was nothing for it but to somehow quit crying and try to figure out the rest of her life. She hadn’t believed his good-bye note for one minute, but he’d told her right to her face this time around, and she’d be stupid to ignore it. He looked different, kind of disengaged when he kept shaking her out of his head, but he hadn’t tried to dissuade her, hadn’t even tried to ease her humiliation when she’d said she loved him. Right in front of his sister, too. Fiona got up off the bed and went into the bathroom to wash her face clean of tears, tucking all the inconvenient emotion away. She was footloose and fancy free now, with no romantic entanglements, and figured she could do whatever she wanted with no obligations. Not that she wouldn’t respect herself. She just wanted to live a little and not have her heart involved. Fiona opened her little laptop and began to read up on BDSM.
    Hours later she wearily shut the computer down and dragged herself to her lonely bed. Her head spun with all the variables she’d discovered, but she was highly titillated and extremely aroused by what she had learned. The power exchange spoke to her, if she understood it correctly. Fiona thought she wanted a man to top her, especially in the bedroom. She wanted Dave, actually, to be that man, but he had clearly moved on. Well, she decided to go forward as she meant to finish, and that could involve joining one of those clubs and finding herself. She just might find a Dom during the process, although she knew that was rebound pain and anguish talking. But she wasn’t going to pine and waste her life just because Dave didn’t love her. Life was too short. The pep talk didn’t stop her from crying herself to sleep.
     
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    “Push back, Dave, you know the drill.” He relaxed and did as Meredith expected, and the plug slid home. It was considerably larger than the one he’d taken two nights previous, but he welcomed the burn. He deserved it. His shame was huge, and he couldn’t stop thinking about Fiona and how she had thrown herself into his unwilling arms and told him she loved him. He’d let that sweet girl proclaim what her misguided heart told her and thrown it back in her face. He was a piece of shit.
    Goddamn it. Meredith had just laid a lick of fire across his ass. He flinched involuntarily until it bloomed into the heat and flex of sensation. Awakening all those nerve endings took great skill, and she told him he was going to be as good as her if he kept practicing. He just couldn’t concentrate. He’d like to practice on Fiona’s little ass for bearding the lion in his den.
    Meredith abruptly released his ankles and then worked on his