Finding Finley – Desires Unleashed Collection Read online Riley Hart (Finding #1)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Finding Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
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Aidan helped me pack. I didn’t have much anyway, and no luggage. He seemed horrified when I threw my clothes into a trash bag, but like, what harm could it cause? It wasn’t as if I had fancy things like he did.

Before I knew it, he was driving me back to his home, and I would never tell anyone this, but I felt like a prince who’d been saved and was now being taken to my castle. Princes could be saved too, damn it.

There were things I was obviously upset about—the high school diploma and the no sex, because…why? What good was a stupid piece of paper going to do for me? I wanted to serve the way I would with him, and if I wasn’t doing that, I’d work fast food or wait tables like I did before. Not that there was anything wrong with those things. I just knew what I was cut out to do.

And I really didn’t understand why he didn’t want to fuck me or let me serve him sexually. I would have thought it was personal if I hadn’t noticed the shake in his limbs and seen his cock get hard.

Aidan explained his work schedule to me—the set hours he worked but that sometimes he was on call.

We were back at the house now, my bag of clothes over my shoulder. “What kind of doctor are you?”

“A trauma surgeon, and I have routine surgeries I do as well. It’s mostly abdominal stuff. I don’t do head or bones.”

He said that as if it were nothing. As if he only did certain kinds of surgeries, so it wasn’t as special. “Holy shit!” I gasped. He was… “You’re amazing. You save lives.”

His forehead wrinkled. “You knew I was a doctor.”

“Yeah, but…I guess I didn’t let myself think about it much.” He’d spent how much time in school, and he worked long, crazy hours sometimes without sleep in between. He operated on people, sometimes in emergency situations. I both wondered what he was doing with me there, was so incredibly thankful, and…I felt a sense of pride because I would get to serve him. Because I would care for a man who saved the lives of others, even if I did that in the most simple of ways.

“You’re a hero.”

He waved me off as I knew he would. “Do I also wear a cape and have a lair?”

“No, but you save lives. Do you not think firemen or police officers are heroes? I thought surgeons were supposed to be conceited assholes.” I rolled my eyes and went to take a step. One tsk from him, and I stopped where I stood.

“You’re being disrespectful. Am I going to have to punish you already?”

Yes, oh yes, please do! What came out of my mouth, though, was, “But how will you spank me? I mean, if there’s no sex, will you still spank me with my pants down?”

He stepped closer to me, tall and imposing, making my pulse race. I wanted him to devour me, to punish me, to possess me in every way, but he was intimidating too.

“Precious boy, you’re in for a world of surprise if you think the only way I have to punish you is to spank you. And you’re also in for a surprise if you think you can manipulate me. Unless that’s a limit for you, if I want to spank your bare ass, I will. I can do that without fucking it…and if I don’t want to, I won’t. Now go to your room, nose in the corner for ten minutes—there’s a timer on the dresser—and then put your clothes away.”

I gulped, something heavy and round in my throat, refusing to be swallowed down. Aidan cocked a confident brow, and I longed to drop to my knees for him right then and there, beg him to take possession of my body and soul.

Then it hit me what he said. “Nose in the corner?”

“Yes. They don’t do that often in porn, do they? There are many ways to punish. Do you plan to argue with me already?”

No…no I didn’t, but standing in the corner wasn’t the hot sort of thing I was expecting. “No, Sir. I won’t argue.”

I kept myself calm as I walked upstairs to the room I’d stayed in before. I dropped the bag, set the timer, then went…went to one of the corners of the room and pressed my nose to it. I had no idea if he would check on me or not, and I felt absolutely ridiculous doing this. I was nineteen years old and I was standing in the corner, but then…then I remembered Aidan had wished it, and he was correcting me, and that helped.

When there was a ding from the dresser, I ran to the bed, threw myself down on it…and laughed. My cheeks hurt, I smiled so widely, looking up at the craftsmanship on the bed, and the ceiling that didn’t peel, in a home where a beautiful man was going to be my… I didn’t know exactly what. But again, I felt like the girl with the red hair in the hooker movie or a servant who became a prince.



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