Dedications to my new fan Konan26! Hope you enjoy!
PS. Wattpad has been pissing me off with this story. I've had to rewrite this story 5 times! For some strange reason it wont save and I have no idea why. So sorry if it seems a little detail-less at the end. I'm extremely tired of rewriting and trying to re save only for it to find a damn error! So here it is. The next chapter will be better.
The aroma of freshly made French vanilla coffee with a sprinkle of hazel nut paraded under Kyrie's nose as she kicked the covers off her sweat coated naked body, but what got her attention was the thick intoxicating playboy cologne that Miles must've sprayed when his sexy ass got out of the shower this morning. She hates that she didn't see her dog's naked body this morning. She couldn't help thinking about his muscular chest. His beautifully carved V-shape trailing down to his thick 10 inches and perfect mushroom tip that she couldn't wait to wrap her lips around. Just imagining it in her mind had her wet all over again. Such a shame she couldn't get a quickie in before she went to work today.
Kyrie arose, lifting her head and back from his Egyptian sheets and spotting him fiddling with his tie in front of the enormous sound proof window of his $750,000 home. He wore his silk purple dress shirt and dark gray pinstripe suit and matching gray shoes. His hair had still been tousled from when he woke up and boy did Kyrie love his bed head. She hadn't at all paid attention to the aching pain in her lower back from last nights little session, because it didn't hurt as bad as she expected to. She kept her eyes on Miles who seem to be in a rather good mood this morning. Kyrie couldn't help wondering why she insisted on working at a crappy 7 story building in the heart of Castle Country, Utah when he obviously came from old money, But Kyrie couldn't complain, because that same 7 story building in the middle of plum nowhere is how she met Miles Hightower in the first place.
"Do you need any help?" Kyrie squeaks, bringing Miles back to planet earth. He'd been lost in his own thoughts about his earlier conversation with his advisor Sienna, who needed him to meet with XOTIC industries on a collaboration deal for a new exotic film. Which meant that he needed to show up for work today. As much as he hated to. Miles looks back, his eyes glued on Kyrie's naked body as he finally centers his crooked tie. Miles can't help but chuckle as she silently winces at the pain in her back, last night didn't get as intense as it usually got. Some mornings Miles would be raging mad at his Mistress of leaving him without his release that he would tie her to his bed, familiarizing her with every single toy he has until she begged for mercy. She'd come so many times that she'd lose all feeling in her lower area along with her chirpy voice. Hints her nickname Dove.
"I have it. Thank you Kyrie." Miles grins, now rubbing at the red ring around his wrists. He isn't in pain, if anything he's proud that he managed to get out of her little restraints. He considered them war scars and would probably find himself looking at them all day at work. Besides, he thought of the irritated skin looks rather sexy."You should probably get ready so that we can go." Miles continues, turning to walk out of the room when he heard the beeping of the coffee machine. Kyrie nods, jumping out of bed to turn on the shower in his room. Usually she'd use the the bathroom down the hall, but today, she's obviously running a little late. Kyrie sheds her clothes quickly, hoping in the shower. The warm water on her aching skin seemed to relax her stiff muscles. Just the steam relaxing her as she twists the lower half of her body to rid herself of the air pockets in her bones.
Kyrie quickly got dressed, and headed down stairs to meet Miles, who had been on the phone with Sienna, his advisor and seriously the girl got on her nerves. She'd call for breakfast, call for lunch and once you think she wouldn't call again she called for dinner and the snacks in between! Kyrie knew that they were on the verge of something that will change exotic films in history, but when she interrupted play time with her stupid calls. Kyrie just couldn't take it.
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The Diary of Two Doms [BDSM]
Historia CortaWith a relationship based on only pure competition and scorching hot sex, two doms will change the world of BDSM to a much darker, sexier place to be. [Not for the faint hearted! 18 and older please!]