Hart's Desire & Yule Desires

By Christy Poff

Desires - we all have them... In this second volume of Desires by erotic romance queen Christy Poff, she explores the world of love and domination, and how each of us burn with our very own personal desires! HART'S DESIRE: When two hearts come together and share a unique bond, the desire should not be put down—for any reason. In high school, Addington and Cory defined their Dom/sub relationship in their senior year but because of Harvard and Florida State, he made the decision for them to break it off and go on with their lives. Unfortunately, while both became professionally successful, their personal lives failed to find the same feelings. Will Hart's desire win out? YULE DESIRES: Mara Bergeron wanted one thing for Christmas—her Master and the love of her life, though she'd sworn never to get involved with a married man. Jared St. Nicholas wanted the same thing, only the question of divorcing his wife got in the way. Can the Christmas holidays ignite their Yule desires?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Torrid Books
• Release date: Oct 1, 2009
• ISBN: 9781603135511

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Hart’s Desire

by

Christy Poff

Prologue

Since her earliest memory, Cory Phelps had always been a submissive and strangely enough, she not only accepted it but languished in it. First discovering this side of herself in the early part of her high school senior year had been shocking but after the shock wore off, she only had one worry—keeping her life exactly that—hers. It may have been accidental but it shaped her future from that day on.

Al Hart had been senior class president and star quarterback for the Manta Ray football team. He went by Al—short for Albert, his middle name—because somehow his given name did not match with the gridiron or his school life, a fact very few people knew.

As a cheerleader, Cory saw a lot of him and they went out on a date after they’d been nominated for Homecoming Royal Couple.

You look amazing in your outfit, he complimented after the next game.

Thanks, she said, a little confused.

I’ve had fantasies about you since sophomore year.

Really? she asked, surprised while waiting for his explanation. During high school, he’d gone out with several of the it girls—way out of her league in many ways. She’d watch him in the hallways with them between classes or in town wishing she could enjoy one evening together with him. But…

Yeah, he said, looking out onto the field. I tried several times to try to ask you out but the others got in the way—said you weren’t good enough.

Maybe I’m not, she said quietly.

You’re wrong. If anything, they aren’t.

How so? she asked, intrigued.

I know something about you that I want to explore with you.

Oh, what?

I’d like you to cheer me on wearing only the skirt and the top—no underwear.

She remembered chills going through her but not from fear—no, they came from arousal.

Are you serious?

Very.

When? Cory asked, half-hoping he’d say a game.

Right here—a private audience.

Heat shot through her as she quietly nodded, the realization he knew her better than she thought hitting her hard. Moments later, she wore only the tight tee shirt and micro miniskirt of Star Inlet High School’s cheerleading squad, her lingerie shoved inside his football uniform.

She did the first cheer, Al obviously impressed.

Well? she asked, catching her breath.

How many shirts do you have?

Just this one—why?

Take it off.

Again, heat coursed through her as she quickly obeyed. Al grinned as he licked his lips. Once he nodded, Cory did another cheer. This one involved a cartwheel into a split, the evening dew chilling the building heat in her pussy.

Tell me what you’re feeling.

It’s awesome—the freedom I feel—it’s…

Stay in that position, my gorgeous slave, Al commanded, standing in front of her.

By rights, she should have been offended but instead, his domination exhilarated her.

As you wish, she said.

Unlace and give me relief.

Obeying him without question or hesitation, she unlaced his uniform pants finding he wore nothing but his jock strap. Pulling both out of her way enough to free his swollen cock, she eagerly took him. His hand wrapped in her luxurious mane of thick dark brown hair before pressing her lips closer.

That’s it, take me, he coaxed, her pace quickening.

His groan told her she’d succeeded in pleasing him as his hot essence flowed into her while nature eased the sexual heat between her legs.

Cory gazed into his eyes, foolishly praying they’d never break up while knowing in just under nine months, she’d be going to Florida State while he went to Harvard Law.

Master, your next desire?

Press box…

They climbed the steps to the press box—Al commanding her every move. He took her to the edge several times while refusing her the pleasure of coming for him, her body temperature nearing its peak.

You are a natural, he said, torturing her body more.

Please…

Please, what?

Please, may I come, Master?

Yes.

That moment defined their relationship, one they kept extremely private while being one of the prominent couples of their senior year. From then on, they enjoyed a Dom/sub life rare for their ages. Whatever he asked her to do, she did including going to the prom in a very revealing dress—one he used to his full advantage.

A low-cut haltered gown, the satiny red dress had a high slit on the side. Sitting at their table in the back of the room, he parted the skirt, sliding his hand under the dress to her pussy.

Perfect, he said, Cory aroused from one word. Carefully, he slid his finger between her legs and pressed it against her clit. Her quick intake of breath without giving them away pleased him, both grateful for the dark red tablecloth hiding their pleasure. There’s definitely no turning back.

After graduation, they spent their last several weeks together—inseparable. They’d talked about their life after college started and, despite having their relationship defined, they ended everything and went their separate