Her Canadian Dream [Her Canadian Dream] (Siren Publishing Classic) (12 page)

Aiden walked into the domestic scene and his heart gave a jolt. It seemed somehow right to see her in his kitchen, looking every inch as if she were at home.

Crossing the room he put his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. She giggled and the sound went straight to his cock, waking it up to press against her bottom.

“Hey, I thought you wanted pancakes!” She laughed.

In answer he reached over to switch off the cooker ring and turned her round for a thorough, deep kiss, then answered in a voice filled with lust, “I have to have you first. Pancakes will be dessert.”

She giggled again as she asked, “Since when did breakfast have a dessert course?”

He growled. “Since now.”

Silencing her words with his mouth, he bit on her plump lower lip until she opened up to his searching tongue. He tasted of mint from the toothpaste he’d just used and the unique taste of Aiden. Her panties, only donned after her recent shower, were already soaking wet with arousal and her breath hitched as he broke the kiss and once more asked her, “Trust me?”

She nodded. He hadn’t hurt her so far. The only blot on the landscape was the split condom and that hadn’t been his fault.

He positioned her so that she was holding the back of a chair, bent at the waist. His fingers quickly undid her jeans and pulled them down to her knees, effectively binding her legs together. He pulled her sweater up and over her head, plunging her into darkness and keeping her arms stretched out and together.

Her bra was quickly dispensed with, a tweak of each nipple causing her to groan and her panties to flood once again.

His large hand smoothed across her bottom.

“You didn’t really earn a proper punishment last night, but you did lock the door on me and didn’t answer when I spoke. So I have decided that a tiny taste of what you might earn for future transgressions would be in order. Don’t forget, you still have your safe words. What are they?”

“Yellow and red.”

He swatted her lightly on her rear. “Yellow and red, what?”

From the depths of the sweater over her head, her voice was muffled.

“Sorry, Sir. Yellow and red, Sir.”

He smoothed his large hand over her round ass cheeks.

“Better. Now, I’m going to spank you. Five I think for your first offence. If you need to, use your safe words, but as it’s your first time I’m going to go easy on you so I’m hoping that won’t be necessary. Ready?”

No answer. He swatted lightly again.

“Yes…Sir. Th-t-Thank you, Sir.” Her voice was now breathless with arousal. He steadied her, making sure she was standing safely, then stepped back slightly.

“Good girl. Now keep still. If you wriggle too much I’ll add more, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

She braced her legs in preparation for the impending blows, but the reality was still a shock as his large hand fell with a loud crack onto her left buttock.

“Argh!” Tears sprung into her eyes as he soothed her reddened skin with his callused palm.

“That’s one. You OK, treasure?”

“Y-yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”

In swift succession he spanked her increasingly reddening buttocks another four times, alternating sides, soothing her hot skin after each blow.

She heard the rip of a foil packet as he again covered himself in a condom and with uncanny precision, entered her pussy with one hard thrust.

“God, woman, you make me hard just looking at you. Keep your hands there. I want to fuck you so hard you’ll need to hold on!”

True to his word he pumped into her, seemingly oblivious to her as he took his pleasure, until she felt his hand curl around to rest on her mound, and a finger use her slippery juice to massage her hard, sensitive clit.

Almost immediately she came, her knees trembling, threatening to give way, but he held her around her waist as he thrust in hard and arched his back as he came almost simultaneously.

Tears threatened as she came down from a high that she could only have dreamt of just a week ago. Swallowing them back, she waited while he disposed of the, thankfully intact, condom and grabbed some kitchen towel to dab her still-soaked pussy, and then raised her panties and jeans. Leaving her bra on the floor, he pulled her sweater back down and patted her rounded, sore bottom.

“Ouch!” She jumped forward and he laughed.

“Well, I don’t need to ask if that was a turn-on for you. You were so wet and ready for me, treasure. We definitely have lots more to explore. Now…where are my pancakes?”

As she turned to reignite the burner on the cooker, she poked her tongue out at him, earning the retort, “Careful, missy. Disrespecting your Dom is a punishable offence.”

Busying herself with breakfast once more, she sighed with regret at what she would be leaving behind. As she served Aiden his pancakes she plastered on a bright smile and gave a cute little curtsey which had him laughing again.

“Sit down, woman, and eat. You’re going to need the energy tonight when I get home.” She gave a small smile. “I did tell you I was visiting with my parents today, didn’t I? In fact, why don’t you come with me? They’d love to meet you I’m sure.”

With a hint of panic in her voice she quickly answered, “No! I mean, I’d love to come but I have some laundry to do and I need to sort some of my stuff out.”

It wasn’t quite a lie. She did have some things to sort out. It was just that it was packing and not unpacking that she was going to do. The main part of her belongings she would have to leave. She would take her suitcase with clothes in, her laptop, and e-reader, but the rest of her things she would need to arrange to be sent over when she was settled. Sadly, she would have to leave behind her beloved quilt for now. She just hoped that Aiden wouldn’t be too angry with her and be happy to forward her items when she sent for them.

Breakfast finished, she got up to clear the table and was caught in a firm grip as she tried to take his plate. He pulled her onto his lap, leaned into her and took her mouth. He tasted of coffee and maple syrup as he thoroughly used his tongue to tease and torment her. When they broke apart they were both breathing heavily.

Keep this memory, Aly. It will be all you’ll have to keep you warm in the next few months.

Releasing her, he helped her clear up and then took a mug of coffee through to the lounge. She followed with her usual cup of tea and went to look out over the lake.

The rain and wind of yesterday had cleared, leaving behind a dry and bright day. The lake shimmered in a mixture of gray and blue, white horses bobbing as the breeze caught the surface of the water. In the distance she could see a few brave souls out on boats, wrapped up well against the ever-increasing cold.

Her brain was swimming with her plans. Her face must have shown something to Aiden, because he came up behind her, wrapping his strong arms around her and kissing her neck.

“You look pensive, sweetheart. Are you OK? Was that spanking too much? You didn’t safeword so I presumed you were all right with it.”

“No.” She leaned back into him, her head resting on his shoulder. “It was everything I imagined and more. I’d read about the pain/pleasure thing but never really believed it. Now I do.”

He smiled. “That’s just the beginning, treasure. I have so much I want to show you. Maybe even take you down to the club. But we’ll still take it slowly until you feel comfortable with it all. But…one thing I do want…”

She twisted round and looked at him with a question in her eyes.

“From now on, when you’re in the house, you don’t wear panties. And my preference would be a skirt, too. Not that your ass doesn’t look cute in jeans but I like to think that your beautiful pussy is accessible to me at all times. Oh and while we’re at it, much as your pussy is cute, covered in those pretty little curls, I think we can dispense with them at some time soon. Either you can do it yourself or go to the salon in town. Maybe you could ask Jan what she does.”

“You know that about Jan?” she squeaked out in horror.

“Of course, sweetie. At the club, panties aren’t allowed and Brett often likes her to go fully naked except for her collar. If we go to the club together I would expect you to dress how I like and to wear a training collar. Would that be a problem for you?”

Knowing that this was something that wasn’t likely to happen now that she had made her plans to go home, she shook her head. “Of course not.”

In reality, she would be extremely worried about showing her naked body in public. Even if the rest of the members were in the same state of undress, she wasn’t sure she could carry it off. Her self-confidence wasn’t that great.

But it’s not going to happen so stop worrying about it. By the time Aiden wants to go to the club next week you’ll be long gone to the other side of the world.

She reached up to kiss his cheek and whisper, “I trust you.”

His gentle smile was indulgent. “That’s all I ask, my little treasure.”

His pet name for her made her blush and she sipped her tea again to hide her embarrassment.

Putting his now-empty coffee mug down on the table, he asked, “How about a walk? We could go down to the end of the trail by the lake and be back in time to have some lunch before I have to leave for Minden.”

Knowing that she would be leaving, she relished the idea of a long walk with him. It would be a memory she could take with her and bring out whenever she needed cheering up.

“That sounds good. Let me go put my boots on and look out my gloves. It looks like it’s colder out there now.”

His nod confirmed her thoughts.

“The forecast is for snow tomorrow so you’ll get your wish to build a snowman.”

By tomorrow I’ll be in London and I bet it’s raining.
Her thought was sad.

Forcing herself to smile she tried to look excited by the thought of snow.

“I’ll get my boots.”

She ran up the stairs and grabbed her scarf and gloves and pulled her boots from the cupboard in the corner. Donning them quickly, she ran back down to find him already dressed for the cold, in a parka coat and beanie hat. She put her padded coat on, grateful for once to Sean for insisting that she buy a good coat when they arrived earlier in the year.

Ten minutes later, they were out in the bracing breeze, walking hand in hand along the edge of the lake. He pointed out a blue heron which flew just above the water into the trees alongside the shore. More people were out on boats now, bobbing up and down on the now-choppy water, making colourful specks on a lake of gray.

For almost an hour they wandered along the lake and on the return they walked slightly inland on a trail which was more sheltered from the wind. The temperature was dropping swiftly and by the time they arrived back at the house they both had red cheeks and their fingers were numb with cold.

The heat in the house quickly warmed them and they went through to the kitchen to make a hot drink and some sandwiches for lunch.

Although they didn’t talk much, the silence was companionable as they ate and then cleaned the kitchen.

“Looks like the snow’s coming in.” He nodded in the direction of the window. “Hopefully it won’t be too bad today though. At least not until I get back from Minden!”

She gripped his arm, her voice worried. “You will take care, won’t you?”

Hugging her close, he laughingly assured her that he would. “Of course I will. Look at what I’ve got to come back to.”

Guilt flooded through her. She knew that by the time Aiden returned, she would be well on the way to the Toronto airport to catch her nine o’clock flight.

Her smile was weak as he planted a quick kiss on her cheek as he left the room to get ready to go out.

Aiden’s brow was furrowed in consternation as he thought of the woman downstairs. He had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach and he couldn’t work out why.

Something’s not right. Alyssa seems on edge. Maybe the spanking this morning was too much. But she said it was OK and my radar didn’t register her being in too much pain.

Changing into a warmer shirt and covering it with a chunky woollen sweater, he went back into the lounge where Aly was now sitting, curled up in her usual corner of the sofa.

He leaned down and kissed her, raising both their temperatures and giving a groan. “I wish I hadn’t made this arrangement but I can’t back out now. My mom likes us both to visit at least once a week. She can’t quite cut the apron strings yet. I should be back by six or seven. It might be earlier if the snow decides to get heavier. I don’t want to get caught on the highway if it does.”

A quick peck on her cheek and he was gone in a flurry of snowflakes drifting in through the front door.

She waited until she heard the noise of his truck engine die away in the distance before slowly walking up the stairs to start her packing.

As she packed as little as she could get away with, tears ran down her face. Aiden was the man of her dreams, but he had never indicated that he was in it for the duration. He needed a sub and she was willing to learn. She was no different really to the subs he trained in the club, except she was living under his roof.