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Hardcore punk rocker Jennifer's been exiled from her safe, far away college back to her small town. The trouble started when she was caught having sex with her college adviser, Paul-by the Dean of Students. All she wants to do is damn the man and the trouble has just kept coming. She's forced by her socialite parents to work the night shift in her local grocery store while feigning off come-on's from customers and a circa 1950's boss.

But things get more complicated when Paul comes back into town for a little stop-and-shop. Jennifer is forced to confront their growing master/slave relationship and the mounting feelings she's been harboring all summer. Meanwhile, Paul the good ol' boy whose grown up playing football and exuding charm is ready to put Jennifer's smart little mouth to work. All she wants is for him to stay. But he won't take anything from her without a price.

Warnings: This title contains graphic m/f/m sexual situations, spanking, a high level of dominance, and submission play.

 
PUBLISHED BY: eXcessica publishing
ISBN:
PUBLICATION DATE: 2010
WORD COUNT: 3249
SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 4 4 4 4
EBOOK READER RATING:
CATEGORIES: Erotica, BDSM, Contemporary, Multiple Partners
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COPYRIGHT Elise Hepner/2010

I was caught. My pussy instantly pulsed and became wet at the sight of him standing in front of me, a touch away. A sudden flush had begun to creep up my chest and into my pale cheeks as my nipples hardened under the stiff apron I was required to wear on duty. I brushed my hands across my stomach, a long time nervous gesture, before settling into a terrified smile.

“Paul, Hello. What can I do for you?”

I had managed that much dialogue with him. Go me.

“Jennifer.” His smooth nod and southern drawl made my stomach clench. I leaned against the counter breathing in the scent of his odor and nothing else. He smelled all man with a heady, complex mix of chemical pheromones and sweat.

I eyeballed the cable knit gray sweater and slacks before turning my back to him and plugging in some random numbers into a calculator. By his stance it was evident he was here on business. There was no playfulness hidden for me under his eyebrows, no open-armed hugs. But he was my safety. The strength that I would listen to when my life twirled in confusion. He was there when everything had went down my first semester. My body would not forget him so fast.

 
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