Loving Deeply

By Scott Prussing

Loving Deeply is the sixth and final book in the XXX-rated Seduction Series. Filled with passion,romance, humor and steamy sex, it brings the story of Sir and Jennifer to a fitting conclusion.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Scott Prussing
• Release date: Apr 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463843390

Scott Prussing

Scott Prussing was born in New Jersey, attended college and graduate school in Connecticut, but was smart enough to move to beautiful San Diego as soon as he received his Master's degree in psychology from Yale University. In addition to writing, Scott enjoys hiking, riding his bicycle at the beach, movies and golf. He is one of the few remaining people in the United States without a cell phone.

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LOVING DEEPLY

S. T. PRUSSING

This is a work of fiction. All the characters or events portrayed in this novel are either fictitious or used fictitiously.

LOVING DEEPLY

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CHAPTER 1

I am beyond excited. Really, completely, totally excited.

Last week, after an almost indescribably pleasurable evening serving Sir along with the beautiful and exotic Tichelle, Sir asked me to move in with him. To say I was stunned by the request would not even begin to measure my surprise. I have gladly given my heart, my mind and my soul to him—not to mention every inch of my body—inside and out—to use for his pleasure. Some people, maybe even most people, would see this as a very one-sided transaction. It’s not one-sided to me, though, not by a long shot. Sir has repaid me a hundred fold by taking me to places I had never dreamed of, physically, mentally and emotionally. From my point of view, I truly believe I’ve gotten the better end of the deal. After all, I was the beginner, the novitiate who never dreamed something this all-encompassing and fulfilling even existed. He has taught me so much.

But before I gave Sir my answer to his question, I asked him where I would be sleeping if I did agree to move in with him. He stared hard into my eyes and said simply, You will sleep anywhere I tell you to. I smiled and replied, Good answer, Sir. And then I told him my answer—a most definite and resounding yes!

Now the big day has at last arrived. Today is Saturday. More importantly, it’s moving day!

My lease still has two months left on it, so I haven’t had to figure out what to do with all my furniture and appliances yet. I’m just going to be moving most of my clothes and some personal items into Sir’s condo. The rest I can figure out later. Sir has rented a van for the move, and he should be here any minute to help me load it up. I spent most of the morning getting everything boxed up, so I’ll be ready to go when he arrives.

Three quick knocks on my door tells me Sir is here. My heart begins to beat a little bit faster as I stride quickly to the door and pull it open.

Sir is dressed casually—blue jeans, T-shirt, sneakers—a ready for work outfit. His shirt is bright blue, making his beautiful eyes pop in the sunlight. The material hugs the firm muscles of his shoulders and chest very nicely. He’s holding a red, two-wheeled metal hand truck at his side. It all combines to make him look very blue collar today. I like this down to earth version of him—of course, I like pretty much EVERY version of him that I’ve seen so far, both clothed and unclothed.

He flashes me a bright smile, and I feel my heartbeat quicken again.

I’m ready for work if you are, Ma’am, he says.

I step to the side and swing my arm in front of my waist, bowing slightly as I beckon him in. Please do come in, kind sir, I reply, speaking in a refined, genteel tone I hope would make Scarlett O’Hara proud.

ir edges past me, and I push the door closed behind him. He carefully leans the hand truck against the wall beside the doorway, where the rubber wheels will remain on the entrance area tile, rather than on the carpet. He quickly scans the boxes—three tall wardrobe containers and a bunch of smaller square packages—that cover most of the living room floor.

Someone has been very busy this morning, I see," he says.

I wanted to be all ready when you arrived. I playfully squeeze his bicep. I didn’t need your help packing; I just need a big strong man like you for the heavy lifting and hauling.

He places his hand atop mine on his arm. Good girl.

I breathe out a long sigh. Those two simple words still have an enormous effect on me. I suspect they always will. I HOPE they always will.

Thank you, Sir. You know that I always try to do my best for you."

Sir slowly looks me up and down, undressing me with his eyes. Before I get started, we need to discuss my fee for my services.

His statement takes me by surprise. Your fee, Sir?

Of course. You don’t think I work for free, do you, pet? Sir grins. However, I am willing to let you barter for my services, if you prefer.

He pulls gently on my arm to move me closer to him. I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy this barter thing.

What do you have in mind, Sir?" I ask innocently, batting my eyelashes as I ask.

For a start, get down on your knees.

I look down at the hard tile under my feet. May I please move back to the carpet, Sir?

Sir nods. You may.

I take two steps back until I’m standing on the carpet. I quickly drop to my