Dakota's Erotic Musings

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Her soft exclamation told Caelan more than anything else would’ve.  It was like watching a flower open to the sun; like he’d shown her something she had never expected.  That ass really does deserve to be shot. To abuse such a responsive sub is crime.

“Is there anything else you want to talk about tonight, Nisey?”

She licked her lips before answering him.  “I’m now realizing Derrick is definitely not the right Dom to break me in. I’m such a newbie.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and bit her lower lip before asking.   “Have you ever trained a new sub, Caelan, or do you prefer more experienced subs?”   

“I  love subs whether they are experienced or not. Although I haven't trained a newbie in along time,  Nisey.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, what should I expect if I try again? Like what do you do with a newbie?”

“You can ask me anything, Nisey. In fact if the sub is brand new like you are, don’t expect the Dom to push you into sex. Communication is the foundation of any relationship. The first thing you need to do is admit what your desires and wants are, and what exactly you’re hoping to get out of a scene or relationship.”

“That seems like a lot of work, Caelan. I don’t know many guys my age that would take that kind of time.”

“Then perhaps you need to find a mature Dom. One that won’t mind waiting until the ground work is laid.  All the communication between us, a sub and a Dom, will lead to the ground rules and limits. Such as your need with your parents not being included in your sex life. That would be considered a hard limit for you, one you’ll never waver from. It’s just plain unacceptable to you.”

“Thanks for understanding Caelan. Derrick didn’t seem to understand.”

“Do me a favor, Nisey and don’t ever compare me again to him. He’s nothing more than a posturing ass who gets off on hurting those he thinks are better than him.”  Although he tried to keep his voice even, when she fidgeted and pulled her hand away,  he knew that he’d let some of his anger at the other man bleed through.

“I’m not mad at you, Nisey. I just hate the idea that you think a Dom is what Derrick showed you. I’m not like that and neither are any of my friends who also are Doms. You simply found a dud, baby.”

She nodded.  Taking her hand in his , he gave it a squeeze.  “Now do you know what your desires are? What you want from a Dom?”

“I...um...” a rosy blush crossed her face and she bit down on her lower lip again.

“I’m not trying to embarrass you, baby. And don’t do that.”  He brushed his finger across her lower lip. “Don’t mar such a pretty lip.” Standing he rearranged the blankets around her.  “Now, I’m going to leave. You get some rest and when you’re ready to talk some more, my door is always open.”

“Okay.”

It’s been a year since the floods had decimated Cedar Rapids, an urban city in Eastern Iowa. For Noah Martin, a firefighter and rescue worker during the floods, nothing has been the same.  After losing his heart to a petite woman he’d tried to rescue, he’d been devastated when the flood waters had took her from him.  He’s haunted by her memory and what could’ve been if he’d only been a little stronger, held onto her a little longer. Unbeknownst to Noah, Alessandra “George” Georgiadis had survived the floods but the memory of her promise to him, has haunted her.  She’d promised him their time together would only be a moment out of time.  Even though, she longed to see the sexy firefighter once more, she’d told herself it was best this way. After all they hadn’t even exchanged more than their first names; how deep could their bond possible go? But what will happen to her best intentions when Noah and she cross paths in the most unexpected of places? Will the love and desire they found for only a brief moment rekindle, or will Alessandra hide behind her disability?

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With her stomach full, George rolled herself back into the warehouse where Georgiadis Fireworks and Demolition was located.  Since she had been a small child, GFD had been her home away from home. She felt at ease working in her family’s business. They never took a second glance at the fact she was disabled. Instead, they only saw the quality of her work and had come to rely on her skills for their more difficult customers.  That by itself was more than enough for her.  Her work had replaced her desire for a family of her own and a husband. 

It might’ve been different if you’d only gotten that hunky firefighter’s last name, Alessandra. You wanted him until you begged for him.

Oh shut up, she told her inner voice.  It’s neither here nor there. I’ve got my job and it’s enough.

Yeah, right!

As she rounded the corner, the first thing she saw was her cousin Genio giving two men hell. Even though she loved him, he was a fanatic about having quiet while he worked and was one of the reasons he normally worked later in the day, to avoid all the hustle in the warehouse.   

Knowing she was again going to have to rescue some unfortunate from her cousin’s hot Greek temper, she rolled closer. She came to a stop as the taller of the two men turned and she caught a glimpse of his rugged profile and shoulder length sandy brown hair pulled back at the nape of his neck.   Noah..!  Her body trembled while she was taken back nearly a year ago and their last encounter.