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Libertine Island 3: The
Runaway Sub
Jen Smith's been alone
since her Master died five years earlier. Now, she's quit her job and come to
Libertine Island to witness a marriage. She meets Dr. Caleb McKenna, who
took a job on the island to get away from the big bad city after getting shot
near the clinic where he volunteered, and the breakup of his long-term
relationship. They are two lonely people who decide to have a fling, not
expecting to fall for each other.
They are still trying to figure things out when Reynaldo
Montoya arrives to bring Caleb home after tracking down the man responsible for
the shooting.
Even though they were apart, he's not to happy to find Caleb
in Jen's arms and decides to extract revenge, but when he sees how much they
need each other, he realizes that maybe he's the one who should step aside
unless the three of them can figure out how to make it work.
STORY
EXCERPT
Since he’d come to the island,
he’d generally kept to himself other than a couple of disastrous attempts at
fitting in. He’d avoided wearing a bathing suit until his wound had fully
healed and even now generally wore a tank to cover it up. He didn’t want to
talk about it. The one time someone did catch a glimpse of it, he’d implied
that it was from his service days and had changed the subject. No one really
knew much about him and Rey. A few people had seen the photo he kept on his
desk at work, but they also saw the more prominent photo of him and his sister
Melissa. They looked nothing alike and some assumed she was his sub. He
encouraged the fiction and had even made teasing passes at female subs that he
knew were not free to respond. Even after almost four months, he wasn’t ready
to talk about his relationship with Rey to anyone.
Caleb could see the boat was on
time and just pulling in. JJ knew the waters and he knew boats and steered up
to the dock and tied it off with a minimum of fuss. Caleb walked down the dock
and arrived at the boat just as JJ was helping the first woman out. She was
small and curvy and quite beautiful with dark hair and eyes and very clearly
related to Max. She was wearing a skimpy black bikini and carrying a large
camera. And she was now arguing with JJ, who was trying to convince her that
she couldn’t take any more photos without permission. It was almost funny
watching the tiny spitfire try to intimidate their tall, taciturn boatman.
“Take me to your leader!” she
demanded as she started walking quickly down the dock.
Caleb chuckled as JJ looked
helplessly after her and then turned to Caleb.
“You’d better do what she says.
Go after her. I’ll help Ms. Smith and send someone down for the luggage.”
JJ threw a grateful look at him
before rushing after Maggie.
Caleb turned to the other woman
waiting to debark. She was different from Maggie. Whereas Maggie was all fire
and energy, this woman, who he presumed was Jen, was cool and calm and patient.
She was standing in the boat watching the scene with mild amusement. She seemed
to be average height with light sandy, almost-blonde hair tied back in a
ponytail. She was on the plain side with her pale hair and skin, and he thought
she was a little too thin, but it was hard to tell since she was covered up
from head to toe, which was an interesting clothing choice for a BDSM resort.
Then again, she might just be protecting her skin. She looked to be just a
fair-skinned as Caleb himself, except without the freckles.
When Maggie and JJ were out of
sight, she turned to him.
“Seems we’ve been abandoned.” Her
voice was smooth and sexy and amused.
Caleb put a foot on the side of
the boat and reached out a hand.”Allow me.”
Gracefully, she put her hand in
his, took a step up onto the dock, and promptly caught her heel and went down
hard on one knee. Luckily, Caleb’s grip prevented her from actually hitting the
ground, but it looked like her ankle twisted quite painfully. Caleb swept her
into his arms and strode down the dock to a bench where he sat her down gently.
Carefully, he eased the shoe off
her foot. It didn’t seem to be swelling. Rotating it gently, he could feel her
wince, but she didn’t try to pull away.
“I don’t think it’s broken. I’d
like a better look, but I don’t think it’s anything to worry about.” He stood
up.”But I can’t believe JJ let you on his boat wearing those things. He’s too
professional for that.”
“It’s not JJ’s fault. He made me
take them off for the ride. I slipped them back on just after we docked. Turns
out they were safe on the boat. It’s dry land that I can’t walk on.”
On impulse, he swept her into his
arms.”In that case, we’d better take no chances until I’ve had a chance to do a
proper examination.”
She grinned, and it totally
transformed her face. He wasn’t sure why he thought she was plain before. The
brilliant blue eyes and her wide grin were infectious.
She was beautiful. And his cock certainly thought so which surprised
him greatly. He hadn’t been with a woman beyond some youthful experimentation,
but there was something about the delicate bundle in his arms that made him
both want to protect her and to spank her ass until it was a glowing pink and
she was screaming for him to fuck her. Maybe it was the way she looked at him
with complete trust, or maybe it was the way she wrapped her arms around his
neck which pressed her small breasts against his chest, or maybe that bang on
the head had been worse than they’d thought. He’d had a mild concussion from
hitting the ground hard after getting shot. It shouldn’t have caused anything
worse than a mild headache, but here he was, for the first time in his life,
really aroused by a woman. What else could it be? His brains were definitely
scrambled.
He shifted her higher in his arms
so she wouldn’t feel his clearly very sexually confused and aroused cock.
“Are you a doctor?” she asked
mildly, clearly not bothered at all to be in his arms.
“I am.”
“Then I’m all yours!”
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