A
Collar for Copper
by
Shae Mathews
MMF
erotic romance, BDSM
Recently
appointed representative in Hawaii by the law firm she works for, career woman
Copper Jones isn't happy when she arrives. Everything goes wrong and even her
driver, Emmett Davis, seems intent on irking the hell out of her. But annoying
though he is, when he orders rather than asks her to go out for dinner with
him, she's intrigued. During the evening Emmett tells her that he's a Dom.
Sensing that she is hiding a submissive side, he suggests she go home with him
and lets him teach her about the BDSM lifestyle and being a submissive.
Fascinated,
Copper goes with him and meets Shawn Gerber, Emmett's other, established sub
and lover. After indulging in a sinful night together, Emmett reveals that he
and Shawn consider having a ménage relationship involving a woman, but can it
really be that simple to put a collar on Copper?
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Story excerpt
There
was an information desk at the other end of the arrival hall, and Copper walked
toward it, hoping that the dark-grey fabric of her clothes didn’t have sweat
stains yet. One wheel of the small suitcase she was dragging behind her got
caught, almost dislocating her arm when it was yanked back brutally.
“Ouch!”
she shrieked and bit back the curse that wanted out afterward. Even if it was
unlikely that anyone was around who knew her, she had to maintain appearances.
No one would be impressed by a woman in a fifteen-hundred-pounds business suit
swearing like a sailor, regardless of how much her arm hurt.
Rubbing
her shoulder, she tugged at the suitcase’s handle again. It didn’t move. She
bit back another curse and pulled harder, but the wheel had gotten stuck in a
metal drainage grill in the floor. Fantastic. Just as she muttered a colourful
curse under her breath, she felt a light brush of an arm against her own.
“Need
a hand with that?” a male voice enquired.
“Yes!”
she hissed, startled and more than a little embarrassed when she realised that
her ungraceful moment had apparently been observed.
A
tanned, lightly furred hand reached past her and came to rest beside her own
fingers as they curled around the handle. She hadn’t looked up yet, partly
because she didn’t want the stranger to see her blush, partly because she felt
that he was way too close to her, which meant that if she tilted her face to
him, she’d be practically nose to nose with him. Letting go of the handle, she
angled herself away from him, but she could still feel the gush of breath he
exhaled as he yanked her suitcase free.
“Here you go,
precious,” the man rasped somewhere behind Copper’s ear.
“Thank you,” she
said coolly and turned around.
The first thing
she noticed was a pair of the most amazing, bright-blue eyes she’d ever seen.
Blue as the summer sky. They were a stark contrast to the caramel-coloured skin
around them. She swallowed as she followed the sharp lines of the man’s
cheekbones down to the curve of his mouth. He was smiling, and his teeth were
very white amidst the black stubble that coated his jaw.
Copper dropped
her gaze and licked her lips. This guy was in a different league than the
groomed, sleek university graduates she worked with. Everything about him spelled
trouble. Peeking, she took in cutoff jeans shorts and a white, loose-fitting
and crinkled shirt. That was all he was wearing. Oh, and a string of leather
with what looked like a shark’s tooth dangling from it around his neck.
She rolled her
eyes. Admittedly, the man was attractive in his unkempt, rough, bad boy way and
the sight of him set off a not unpleasant throb in that place between her legs,
but she didn’t have time for that. She never had time for that.
“You’re very
welcome, precious,” the man rasped and licked his lips. Copper identified his
dialect as English, so apparently she’d just bumped into a compatriot.
Watching
his tongue glide across the pink flesh, she couldn’t help but wonder what its
sweep would feel like across her flesh. Her lips.
Her…lips. She
shuddered and hastily looked away.
“That would be
all,” she snapped when, after a moment, he still took up far too much of her
personal space.
He gave a
throaty and unfairly sexy chuckle that only reinforced the throbbing sensation
between her legs, and she bit her lip, horrified at the realisation that she’d
been close to moaning. What the hell was wrong with her? Apart from not having
had a lover in…She didn’t have the heart to do the counting.
“Would it now?”
the stranger asked with an amused tone in his voice.
“Well…yes.”
“Hmm.” She could
tell that he shrugged by the way the lapels of his shirt twitched. “Okay. If
you say so.”
“I do.” She made
herself look up and meet his eyes. She was a hard-as-nails lawyer after all,
not some insecure, little bimbo who got incoherent at the sight of a well-built
man’s chest. She stared at the milk-coffee triangle of skin that peeked out
between the open sides of his shirt at his neck.
“Just out of
interest—your name isn’t by any chance Copper Jones, is it?”
She darted her
eyes up to meet his. “How do you know?”
Flashing those
ridiculous white teeth again, he shrugged and said, “I figured that the only
woman wearing a business suit in this climate would be the lawyer person I’m
supposed to meet.”
“Were supposed
to meet,” Copper snapped. “Over an hour ago.”
His smile didn’t
falter. “Yeah, well, your flight was delayed, so I went for a coffee with some
friends.”
“And now you’re
late. I am late. And getting later by
the minute.” Furious, Copper wheeled around on her heel and marched off toward
the exit. She forced herself not to look back and check if he followed her.
He’d just have to, wouldn’t he?
She made it through
the revolving doors, and tropical heat hit her like a wall. If she’d been
sweating before, she now was about a minute away from melting. Sweat beaded on
her forehead, and moisture seeped from her scalp. It drenched her hair, ran
down her neck, collected between her shoulder blades, and trickled down her
spine. At this rate she was going to be soaked within minutes and likely to
stew in her own juices afterward.
“Oi, precious!”
Copper spun
around. “Stop calling me that!”
He didn’t bat an
eyelid. “Just sayin’—car’s over there.” He jerked his thumb to a parking area
at the side of the building.
“Great. What are
you waiting for, then?”
“For you to move
your pert, little bottom out of my way, precious,” he said with a cheerful
grin.
Adult excerpt
The
house was one of the big, breezy homes she’d only ever seen in films. She liked
it and would have loved to see more, but Emmett took her to a room at the back.
That room didn’t have any windows, and the thick walls led her to assume that
it was soundproofed.
As
soon as they had entered, he closed the door behind them. A shudder ran down
Copper’s spine as she realised that she was trapped. As if sensing her fear,
Emmett gave the hand he was still holding a gentle squeeze. “No worries,
precious. Any time you want to stop, just say your words. I’m a man of honour.
I like to dominate my partners, but I never ask for more than they can give.
Now go to the middle of the room where I can see you.”
His
soft-spoken words had chased away most of her doubts, and Copper slowly walked
in the direction he’d said, looking around as she moved. A huge bed with welded
headboard dominated one side of the room, but there was also a sturdy chair and
a low bench that had rings and leather cuffs attached to it.
“Stop.”
He’d
said the singular syllable as softly as a summer breeze, but it made her
shudder as if she was rocked by a thunderstorm.
She
stood. Quiet. Waiting. Hoping that only she could hear her heart beating so
frantically.
She
could feel him move behind her, felt the stirring of the air as he walked past.
From the corners of her eyes, she watched him walk to the big chair and stand
behind it. He undid the buttons on his shirt cuffs, then he carefully rolled up
his sleeves. Watching her, he remained still for several endless moments.
“Come
here,” he instructed, and the words were like an absolution. She let her
shoulders sag and took a deep breath.
“Now,”
he added, only marginally sharper, but this time it was definitely an order.
She
put one foot out, moved the next, and then approached him slowly.
“Sit.”
“Huh?”
“Sit.”
She
glanced at the chair uncertainly then she sat down.
“Good
girl. Now, before we take this any further I’d like you to meet someone.”
Her
heart started thudding. “Meet someone?”
“Yes.”
“But—”
She fell silent when Emmett brushed her shoulder.
“Remember
that so far you liked all the decisions I made for you? Trust me. You’ll like
what I have in store for you.”
Biting her lip,
she made herself wait and watched as he went to open the door and left. She
didn’t like to be alone in the strange house, but he was back before she had
time to become uncomfortable. And Emmett wasn’t alone.
He was followed
by a tall, handsome man who was completely naked. The only decorations on his
body were a collar and leash, both made of fine, black leather, and a large
dragon tattoo that went from his shoulder across his chest and belly and down
his thigh.
Copper cringed.
The man’s cock was half hard and quite impressive in size. The sight of it made
her juices start to flow as she imagined how big he would be if fully erect and
what it would feel like if he penetrated her with this glorious, fat cock. She
bit back a moan.
“Copper, meet
Shawn. Shawn is my other sub. He’s well trained, and he’s going to play with us
for a bit.”
“P–play with
us?” She nearly choked on the words.
A lascivious
smile spread across Emmett’s face. “Yes.”
“What are we
going to play?”
“Oh, we’re going
to get acquainted with each other, above all. I’m going to make him watch while
I spank you and warm you up.”
Copper
swallowed. “And…then?”
“Then I would
like to watch him fuck you for a bit. Shawn has been
a good boy today, and I’m in the mood to give him a treat, but if he gets it
depends on you.”
“On
me?”
“Yes.
“You want to let
him fuck me to reward him?” Copper heard the shrill note in her own voice. But
there was more in it, a tightness that was equal to the burn between her legs.
The prospect of being fucked by this beautiful stud was alluring, yet at the
same time she was afraid. Emmett was going to watch, he’d said.
“Yes,” Emmett
confirmed calmly. “But it will be as much a treat for you as it will be for him
and it allows me to find out what you like without getting too…absorbed myself.
Besides, I’m your Master and I am in the mood to watch the two most gorgeous
creatures on the island doing the dirty together. The choice is yours, but if
you bend to my will, then Shawn is going to fuck you until you come for the
first time. And then I will join him. Together we’re going to show you what it
means to be desired by two men.”
Copper was
light-headed with lust. “T–two?” she gasped.
“Yes. Two. Shawn
will fuck your cunt while I will fill that beautiful arse of yours.”
She squirmed.
“My…But I have never—”
“I know,” Emmett
cut across her. “That’s why I’m going to do it. There’s nothing like being the
first to fill a hole, and I’m going to fill you so nicely.” He smiled and
trailed a finger down Shawn’s chest. “We’re both going to fill you until you
think you’ll burst with pleasure. Together we will show you what true sexual
delight is.”
He looked at her
serenely. “Unless you choose not to let me decide for you. In that case, Shawn
will stay here and I will either spend the evening with you in the bedroom or I
will take you back to your hotel. The choice is yours. Do you want to stop
now?”
Intimidated but
immensely turned on by Emmett’s suggestion, Copper shook her head.
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