Rebecca is young and innocent when Noah Jones moved in next door. Wise and worldly, he never would have thought he would be drawn to such a shy, fumbling girl. 
However, from the moment that he failed to rescue Rebecca's welcome pie, he couldn't put her out of his mind. 
But there was no way that he could introduce her to what most would consider a depraved lifestyle. On the same note, he couldn't keep himself away from her. 
Rebecca is wildly attracted to Noah, more so than she had been to anyone before. He makes her feel things that, even at 19, she couldn't understand. But she wanted to find out with him. 
But what would people think about a young woman such as herself getting caught up in all Noah's luscious debauchery? And should she care? 
It only got worse when her strict, uptight parents started pushing her into the arms of the one man in town that almost made her physically sick. Keith is not the kind of man that Rebecca wanted to be tied to, much less be alone with.
However, when Rebecca's secret love for Noah comes out in the open. She is forced away from everything and everyone that she knew.

The Dom Next Door: The Lost Dom Series

My tone must have finally made it through his thick skull because his eyes snapped to me and pinned me to the seat. For a brief moment, the words: "don't poke the bear" passed through my mind and stilled in fear. But, I pushed it away, unwilling to let it stop me. 


"Oh, you're ready for me? For what I need?" He asked in a low tone. 


The gravelly sound gave me chills and made my body tighten. 


His hand moved down to my neck, his fingers wrapping around it gently. He flexed his fingers a bit, not enough to actually hurt, but enough I knew the strength of his grip. I swallowed hard several times, trying to get moisture back into my suddenly dry mouth. His eyes still bore into mine, but there was no conflicting emotion, just a sudden sense of purpose as if he knew exactly what he was going to do. 


"What is your safe word, little one?" He asked gently. 


"Red, Sir," I murmured to him, my throat still refusing to put words together properly. 


Chapter Thirty-Nine: Who Wins?