think she’d come seeking his protection again.
Oh, and by the way, I’m in trouble again, so can you please help me?
Yeah, right.
Lisa pushed to her feet and padded down the short hall, nudging up the heat and turning on lights on her way to the kitchen. As she fixed a cup of hot tea, she relived every moment under Master Shawn’s command at Spurs, the welcoming sting of his lashes, the hot clasp of his mouth on her nipples, and the strong, suckling pulls on her sore tips that had broken through her mental resistance. By the time the tea was ready, she was already warmer, pressing her thighs together as her thoughts resulted in a damp release from her empty pussy.
Before meeting her rescuer, she hadn’t contemplated sex in months, too on edge over everything else even to miss the act. But now, with the dredges of another nightmare still hovering, she could really go for a bout of fucking that would take command not only of her body but her mind, enough to banish the lingering fear.
And that, more than anything else, told her how deeply meeting Shawn face-to-face again had affected her in such a short time. Other than safety from her stalker until he backed off, there was nothing for her here in Idaho, with him. She needed to remember any interest he showed in her came from the questions she had avoided answering, and now, from discovering her submissive interests. She couldn’t bear to see his attentiveness change to suspicion were she to remind him of where he’d seen her before. In hindsight, she realized it was a mistake not to tell him about Father Joe and admit right away who she was. She blamed that error in judgment on the weeks of stress and fear clouding her mind and the surprise of their sudden meeting. As much as she craved another scene with the one man she now trusted above all others with her body, it might be best if she didn’t push her luck by seeking him out at Spurs again.
Lisa couldn’t get back to sleep, so she finished her weekend grading, cleaned the little bungalow that was the perfect size for her, and then took a long shower before accepting Jen’s offer to drop in for breakfast and a visit at the B&B.
There was only one car in the guest lot behind Jen’s place, but several were parked along the street. Lisa knew the Miner’s Junction Sunday buffet was open to the public, offering a full menu, including Jen’s specialty egg casserole and homemade cinnamon rolls.
“You’re up early,” Jen greeted her from behind the buffet table as Lisa walked into the dining room.
Picking up a plate, Lisa returned her smile. “Too early, but I couldn’t get back to sleep. I hate buffets. They tempt me to take too much.”
Jen eyed the scoop of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and now hash browns she put on her plate. “I’m glad your aversion isn’t stopping you. Leaning over the warming dishes, she whispered, “You and our hot deputy sheriff, huh?”
Lisa cursed her fair skin as heat spread over her face, her surprise at Jen’s knowledge of where and with whom she’d spent Friday evening rendering her speechless for a moment. Jen’s chuckle loosened her tongue.
“How did you find out?” she murmured, conscious of the diners seated behind her.
“Relax. Drew and I have been members for several years. Only a few people in Mountain Bend visit that club. Most regular goers are from Boise or neighboring ranches, like Shawn.”
He owns a ranch? How much more didn’t she know about him? Adding a roll to her plate, she replied, “I didn’t see you there.”
Jen handed her a napkin-rolled fork and knife as Lisa reached the end of the hot dishes and pondered the salad choices. “We came in late, and you left right after your scene. God, what I wouldn’t give to have Master Shawn look at me like that even though my Drew is all I want.”
Uncomfortable with her wrong assumption, Lisa shook her head, juggling the plate and utensils to pick up a bowl of fruit. “I’m sure he treats all women, in and out of the club, the same. He’s a nice guy.”
“Nice?” Jen’s grin spread into a wide smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Yes, he is nice, but I sure wouldn’t want to get on his bad side at Spurs. He is sexually dominant through and through, and overprotective to the point