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Near Perfection [Aspire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Allyson Young
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NEAR PERFECTION
Aspire 1
ALLYSON YOUNG
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
Warren Chalmers carefully pulled back the covers from Haley’s recumbent form and smoothed his hand down her side, across the silk and heat of her skin. He smiled in lazy satisfaction as she lifted to his caress, even in her sleep. He rolled her onto her back and slipped the same hand between her thighs, devouring her full breasts with his eyes, the umber nipples already tightening in arousal despite her slumber. Her thighs were still sticky from their combined juices from the night before, and he felt a deeper, complacent contentment. He parted her waxed folds, and his finger slipped easily up inside her, just as it had done countless times before. Warren frowned. This was becoming comfortable, this waking Haley and fucking her in the morning before she woke fully. He revelled in her dishabille and the welcoming cushion of her body. But perhaps comfort was boredom? It certainly wasn’t something he wanted to feel, if so. It unsettled him somehow. He leaned away carefully and covered the woman he had signed a D/s contract with just over a year ago. He got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and didn’t look back.
* * * *
So this was it, Haley Snider thought, her blue eyes now open, and hardly sleepy, her heart breaking. Others had warned her, friends and enemies alike, and she had made a study of it. It wasn’t like she didn’t know about Warren’s inability to commit, to avoid allowing himself to stay with anyone for any longer than several months. Haley had heard about it, and seen it for herself, but like any woman in love, hadn’t let herself believe it. She thought she would be the one to change Warren, probably like the others before her. Well, now she was paying for her audacity. It was a hell of a time to learn the lesson that what one saw was what one usually got. Forever. Warren had been carefully distancing himself from her for weeks now since their first year anniversary. He likely wasn’t even aware of his pattern, but it was quite familiar to her. She had watched him repeat it five times over nearly as many years. She just hadn’t let herself consider that it would happen to her.
They had celebrated their anniversary with him sharing her with another Dom, something Haley never done in her few previous relationships, but she acquiesced that time because it was Warren. Although, if she was totally honest with herself, she had to admit that she had always been attracted to Gordon Sinclair, and the event certainly hadn’t been a hardship for her. She had just felt she wanted Warren more. That night seemed to have been the beginning of the end. She closed her eyes against the memory.
* * * *
“I want to go to the Club for our first anniversary, sweetheart,” Warren said.
Haley caught her breath. That could mean many different things, and she wouldn’t let herself think of the least pleasant one.
“Whatever you choose, Warren,” she answered.
“I want your input, too, Haley, a full discussion,” was his response. “We are celebrating our relationship after all.”
Haley allowed herself to hope, although she knew Warren really didn’t want a full discussion. That was really where he fell down on being a good Dom, failing to fully communicate, if love didn’t blind her to that fact, not to mention the fact that she compounded it by not being totally open with him.
“The Club it is, Warren, and whatever scene you choose is my gift to you.”
To be truthful, Haley was hoping for a permanent collar to replace the fine, platinum chain he had given her when they had signed the contract. The Club would be a nice setting for such a thing, seeing as it had been where they had met.
Warren smiled. “Gordon will be there, my love. Our threesome will really be a celebration.”
Haley didn’t hesitate, although she noticed that Warren’s smile hadn’t reached his eyes. She had
Aspire 1
ALLYSON YOUNG
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
Warren Chalmers carefully pulled back the covers from Haley’s recumbent form and smoothed his hand down her side, across the silk and heat of her skin. He smiled in lazy satisfaction as she lifted to his caress, even in her sleep. He rolled her onto her back and slipped the same hand between her thighs, devouring her full breasts with his eyes, the umber nipples already tightening in arousal despite her slumber. Her thighs were still sticky from their combined juices from the night before, and he felt a deeper, complacent contentment. He parted her waxed folds, and his finger slipped easily up inside her, just as it had done countless times before. Warren frowned. This was becoming comfortable, this waking Haley and fucking her in the morning before she woke fully. He revelled in her dishabille and the welcoming cushion of her body. But perhaps comfort was boredom? It certainly wasn’t something he wanted to feel, if so. It unsettled him somehow. He leaned away carefully and covered the woman he had signed a D/s contract with just over a year ago. He got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and didn’t look back.
* * * *
So this was it, Haley Snider thought, her blue eyes now open, and hardly sleepy, her heart breaking. Others had warned her, friends and enemies alike, and she had made a study of it. It wasn’t like she didn’t know about Warren’s inability to commit, to avoid allowing himself to stay with anyone for any longer than several months. Haley had heard about it, and seen it for herself, but like any woman in love, hadn’t let herself believe it. She thought she would be the one to change Warren, probably like the others before her. Well, now she was paying for her audacity. It was a hell of a time to learn the lesson that what one saw was what one usually got. Forever. Warren had been carefully distancing himself from her for weeks now since their first year anniversary. He likely wasn’t even aware of his pattern, but it was quite familiar to her. She had watched him repeat it five times over nearly as many years. She just hadn’t let herself consider that it would happen to her.
They had celebrated their anniversary with him sharing her with another Dom, something Haley never done in her few previous relationships, but she acquiesced that time because it was Warren. Although, if she was totally honest with herself, she had to admit that she had always been attracted to Gordon Sinclair, and the event certainly hadn’t been a hardship for her. She had just felt she wanted Warren more. That night seemed to have been the beginning of the end. She closed her eyes against the memory.
* * * *
“I want to go to the Club for our first anniversary, sweetheart,” Warren said.
Haley caught her breath. That could mean many different things, and she wouldn’t let herself think of the least pleasant one.
“Whatever you choose, Warren,” she answered.
“I want your input, too, Haley, a full discussion,” was his response. “We are celebrating our relationship after all.”
Haley allowed herself to hope, although she knew Warren really didn’t want a full discussion. That was really where he fell down on being a good Dom, failing to fully communicate, if love didn’t blind her to that fact, not to mention the fact that she compounded it by not being totally open with him.
“The Club it is, Warren, and whatever scene you choose is my gift to you.”
To be truthful, Haley was hoping for a permanent collar to replace the fine, platinum chain he had given her when they had signed the contract. The Club would be a nice setting for such a thing, seeing as it had been where they had met.
Warren smiled. “Gordon will be there, my love. Our threesome will really be a celebration.”
Haley didn’t hesitate, although she noticed that Warren’s smile hadn’t reached his eyes. She had
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