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

At first, I didn’t move, feeling as if I was dreaming the whole thing up. Scott had just admitted he loved me, and now he was kissing me like he… loved me. My eager heart and soul sang for those words, and I wanted nothing more than to hear them repeatedly. 


The hunger inside me grew until I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back. He pulled me onto his lap until I was straddling him, my skirt riding up around my hips, showing off my skimpy little red thong if anyone was looking. 


Scott’s hands dropped down and grabbed my bare backside. He let out a little moan when he found them bared due to my thong. Gently he began to squeeze and massage the soft flesh. I moaned into his mouth, the rough feeling of his skin against my sensitive cheeks sending tingles through my body. He spread his fingers wide, his large hand and long fingers leaving very little untouched. 


Slowly, inch by inch, he pulled away and looked up at me. “I love you, Molly.” 


Chapter 87: The Dungeon