Free Fulfilling Her Fantasy by Tabitha Black Page A

The application, along
with the liability forms he'd been handed, were eye-openers for sure. He had
signed the application almost without reading it. A quick skim made his cock
twitch and swell in his tight blue jeans. He'd gotten the gist of the resort
when he'd seen some of the things his dear, sweet fiancée must have filled out
online for him ahead of time. Anal—check. Oral, both giving and
receiving—check. Spanking, giving—check.
    But
she'd never given him a clue; two years of dating, and he didn't know her at
all. Could she have been lured here by her sister, without knowing the nature
of the business? He had glanced at the stranger sitting next to him, but she
hadn't given him the satisfaction of looking back at him. She'd known he was
watching her, though. He could tell. Her neck—or throat—had tensed
as if she was having a hard time swallowing, and then her hand had been trembling
as she'd signed her own liability statement.
    In
hindsight, he had noticed different things about Bri's behavior over the last
couple weeks. She had seemed nervous or jumpy at times, or, more specifically,
every time their vacation and meeting her sister had come up.
    "I
just don't want you to feel uncomfortable," she'd said one time.
    "Baby,
it's not as though your sister is a fire-breathing dragon I have to slay. You
told me she was a sweetheart and I will love her, so why are you really so
nervous?"
    "I,
uh, don't know why. I just want you to enjoy our vacation too."
    And
another time:
    "Is
it about the money? Is that why you are so nervous, baby?"
    "Yes…
No… I mean, I know it is pricier than a lot of resorts, but I'm sure it will be
better than most. I mean, it's different. Good different. Or at least… I hope
you will think it is worth it."
    Oh,
but it was going to be worth it. Brianny would pay for every single dime, or rather,
her ass was going to pay.
    Kian
had had plenty of time for a crash course in domination earlier that afternoon,
since Bri seemed to have abandoned him. He hadn't gone to their room after they'd
been separated, but had instead been taken with the other Dominants to Wardrobe.
He'd left there dressed in a white silk shirt with ruffles around the sleeves
and chest, tall leather boots, and tight black pants. He'd opted to skip the
big black hat with the long, red feather, but he hadn't been able to talk the
perky little assistant in the dressing room out of the eyeliner to accent his
blue eyes and, perhaps, give him an air of suspense. A quick appraisal in the
mirror proved he didn't look nearly as stupid as he felt. Hell, he looked like
a blond version of Johnny Depp in Pirates
of the Caribbean .
    With
a deep breath, he'd puffed up his chest and left the Wardrobe. Outside, he
immediately bumped into his future brother-in-law, Jackson. Kian had been
embarrassed as fuck to feel so clueless, so out of the loop.
    Why
in the hell would Brianny have brought him here without giving him any warning
at all? He would have at least liked to stand on level ground next to her
family. The other man probably thought he was a pussy. He wasn't. He was a man,
for fuck's sake. A man born in the twentieth century, where treating women
delicately had been bred into him.
    And
when Hayley… Fuck. He'd barely smacked her ass, and his ex had almost pressed
charges. It was a damn good thing he'd stopped at spanking her, and hadn't
caved to his darker desires.
    You
never hit a girl, his mother had taught him from a tender age. Women's rights
were touted hither and yon. Spanking was for disobedience in children—actually,
no, you could hardly spank a child nowadays without someone shouting abuse.
    Kian
had been spanked many times as a child. His single mother might have not seemed
like a powerhouse, but she had walloped him good on more than one occasion. Of
course he'd deserved everything she dished out and he knew it—and more
so, he knew she loved him and wanted the best for him.
    That
hadn't worked with Hayley though. She