Molly Harper has always been considered a wild child. Not that she was ever really crazy. But she could be called rash at times. This was a quality that has gotten her into a few scrapes. Thankfully, she has always had someone she could rely on to help her out. Even if he does grumble about her irresponsibility. But during her summer vacation from college, she has finally gotten the chance to get out from underneath the watchful eye of her unwarranted protector, Scott Monroe. In the romantic, beautiful city of Paris, no less. But when her rash, passionate decisions landed her right in Scott’s lap, she knew her life was changing forever.

Scott was not looking to work with his father’s company any longer than he had to. Just long enough to show him that he was able to make what his father called “adult decisions”. His dream was to open a club in the heart of Denver and be his own boss, business owner. In order to do that, he needed his father's help and money. But when Molly is literally kneeling in front of him, looking up at him with those sexy, defiant eyes, he would forget his plans every time.

Molly is determined to not let Scott ruin another fun and exciting adventure. Until she realizes that Scott is exactly the person she needs to show her this new lifestyle that she has found.
Scott just wanted to keep her safe until he could find someone to take care of her. If there was someone that lived up to his standards, that is.

The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

Scott spread soft kisses down my face and to my lips. The moment our lips touched, he swept me into his arms, and the kiss turned ravenous. His hands gently roamed my body, tweaking my nipples and caressing my sensitive, heated skin. 


As he pulled away, his lips followed the trail of his hands. 


"M-Master? Are you... oh god, yes!. Again?" I whimpered out as his mouth found my nipples. 


He chuckled against my breast. "Still haven't figured out that we're not done until I say so." 


Scott's hand slipped between my legs and easily found my clit. Anything else I wanted to say was cut off by a moan that had boiled up from the pit of my stomach. 


My hips jerked against him, and he quickly drove me to the peak. 


For a brief moment, I was worried he wasn't going to let me cum again. But when he whispered against my distended nipples, his words put my fears at ease. 


"Cum for me, little sub. I want you to cum until I tell you to stop," he demanded. 


Chapter 46: Connections