#MWTease from Auctioned to the Spanish Dom "...why are you really here?" #bdsm #mfm @sirenbookstrand

Happy middle of the week to you guys. I't time to tease you again. It's also my birthday. Yeah me.

*grins*

I'm not owning up to how old I am. Let's just say, I'm 21 again.... yeah, double that and add on a few years, more likely.

In honour of me turning 21 again *snorts* I'm holding a giveaway on my Facebook Author Page here. Three e-books are up for grabs, so do pop over, like my page, and that post to be in with a chance to win. A little thank you from me to my awesome readers.

Anyhoo, on to today's tease, It so happens it's Pedro's birthday too, and Peyton has baked him a cake, a fact Pedro can't get over. That and the fact she has come to see him... so he needs to... cool off.

Pedro stood under the hot spray and let the water wash the tension in his shoulders away. Never in a million years would he have expected to see Peyton standing on his doorstep today. Not least because Scarlett knew that he never took a sub to his place. So why then had she given Peyton his address? That Domme was up to something, that’s for sure.

When he’d yanked the door open to find Peyton standing there, nervously shifting from one trainer-clad foot to the next, he hadn’t known how to react at first. What he should have done is simply shut the door, talk to her, and arrange to meet up in the club, but her sultry scent had wrapped itself around him. It was such a contrast to her simple blue jeans and white T-shirt that had made up the rest of the outfit.

His pequeña hadn’t dressed to impress him. Far from it. The high neckline of her T-shirt would have done any nun proud, and her face had been bare, bar a touch of shiny lip gloss that he’d wanted to lick off her full lips.

No, she’d looked like the proverbial fish out of water. Clutching the cake box to her like some sort of shield, she had been so utterly flustered by his appearance that his cock had jerked to attention straightaway, as though he was some randy teenager rather than an experienced man. Thank fuck for his baggy exercise shorts, which had hidden his body’s immediate reaction to her. His damn dick still stood to attention, and Pedro took a firm hold of his shaft and pumped his erection. Closing his eyes, he imagined Peyton’s lips stretched around his girth. He knew just what needy little sounds she would be making as she knelt naked in front of him and with his hands fisted in her hair as he fucked her mouth.

With a grunt of satisfaction, Pedro came in record time and shot thick ropes of his cum into the stream of water to swirl down the plughole.

Having dried himself off and chucked on a pair of joggers and a vest top, he made his way back downstairs barefoot. It was quiet, too quiet in fact. Had she got cold feet after all and left? The spit of the coffee machine was the only sound in the kitchen when he entered, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found her sat at the breakfast bar, a small piece of cake in front of her. A considerably larger piece sat opposite her. He still couldn’t quite believe that she’d gone through the trouble of baking him a cake. No one had done that since his mother had died, when he was still a snotty-nosed kid.

He never would have pegged the career-focused reporter Peyton King usually presented to the world for the young woman lost in thought sat in his kitchen. The very one who baked and submitted so beautifully, a man could get addicted to her.

She hadn’t noticed him yet, sat sideways as she was and staring out into his garden. She looked incredibly young sat there like that, and Pedro suddenly felt all of his forty years. Her loose ponytail was coming further undone and she took out the hairband and gathered her hair to put it up again.

“Leave it loose, pequeña. I like to see it tumble down your back.”

Peyton startled and her bright blue gaze sought his. Her mouth parted slightly when he crossed the distance between them and she dropped her hands from her hair and twisted them in front of her.

Pedro slid in the chair opposite from her and put one hand over her twitching ones.

“Relax. Why so nervous?”

Peyton pulled her hands away and jumped off her chair.

“I’ll get the coffee.”

Pedro smiled and let her buzz about. Clearly she needed to keep busy to calm herself, and sure enough by the time she had poured them both a cup and sat back down again, her breathing followed a more normal pattern. He didn’t miss her slight wince when she sat back down on the hard stool, however.

“Did you use the cream I left you?”

“Yes, Sir.” His dick jerked to attention at lightning speed at her breathy reply, and he was incredibly grateful for his joggers. They made this whole teenage boy act easier to cope with. At least he wouldn’t be left with zipper marks on his cock this time.

“I hope you like chocolate, Sir. The cake is rather rich, hence I brought the brownies too, and—”

“I like chocolate just fine.” Pedro interrupted her, and to prove his point he speared a generous forkful and shoved it in his mouth. Instantly, the chocolate melted on his tongue and Peyton’s face lit up in the hugest smile when he grunted his approval.

“This is delicious. If that reporting lark doesn’t work out, you could run your own cake shop, I reckon.”

Peyton laughed and shook her head.

“Hardly. It’s just something I enjoy doing for fun.”

A comfortable silence fell between them while they ate. Pedro helped himself to another slice of cake and several brownies, much to his little subbie’s delight, before he patted his stomach and pushed back from the breakfast bar.

“So, pequeña, tell me why are you really here?”

*****

Heh, he's far too perceptive that Master Pedro!

Peyton King had a simple plan. Sign up for the Spectrum Auctions and finally get the story that will get her the promotion she craves.

It’s just her luck that the person who wins her is Pedro Hernandez. The Spanish Dom has been starring in her erotic dreams ever since they first butted heads in her professional life, and he proves impossible to resist, if downright scary.

The sadist in Pedro is looking forward to teaching the prickly reporter a lesson or two. However, when Peyton turns out to be a masochist her instinctive responses floor the experienced Dom. Maybe it’s just his age catching up with him, but this young reporter gets under his skin like no other sub ever has, and their play smashes through both of their emotional defences in record time.

When their relationship is put to the test, Pedro has to decide if he can trust his pequeñita.

She is a reporter after all…

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*****

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