Free Drunk In Love: The Complete Series: BBW BDSM Erotica by Sasha Livingston

I tried to calm down, resetting myself for the task I was here for.
    “Wow. That was intense.” Christian smiled, still holding my hand. He was cute, a little shorter than I liked them, but I could live with that. I wanted him on his knees, anyway. And his ginger-colored hair made me want to run my hands through it. His stocky build would be good for when I decided to ride him.
    Thinking about all of the possibilities had my inner thighs wet. I hadn’t had a slave like him before.
    Yet.
    The truth was that Christian and I had just met. He wasn’t my date just as much as Kyle wasn’t my date the night we’d met.
    “Yeah, sorry you had to see that,” Trying to find my bearings, I thought quickly. “He was like your girlfriend. I was you a few months ago,” I admitted to Christian.
    “What do you mean?”
    I smiled at his question. I had him, and he had no idea. It was over for him before it even began.
    “I’ll explain it all to you at my house, if you want to come.”
    He thought about it. I watched the wheels turn in his head as he pondered the pros and cons. A few seconds went by before he nodded.
    “Come with me, sweetie. Let Sammy make it all better.”
    Holding his hand and walking down the street in the night air, I give him one rule:
    “Now, you have to do what I say and how I want, okay?”
    Flashing me a look from his doe-like eyes, he nodded again. His heart was broken like mine was the day I met Kyle. He was as intrigued as I was that night—confused and hurt, but already forgetting the girl that broke his heart.
    And just like that, the legend of Mistress Samantha began.