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Chapter 1
Sutter James hauled his cleaning kit over his shoulder, feeling the burn of his shoulder muscles and the slide of sweat down his spine.
Rawhide Ranch, last job of the day; best job of the week.
He looked forward to coming to the Ranch. Yes, he was only there to clean the pools, but he often got to see the Littles playing, which stirred warm feelings in his chest.
He’d anticipated spending the summer with his own Little. Three whole months without all the pressures that would crash down on him in September. Three months to explore the Daddy/Little dynamic he and his college girlfriend had flirted with for months.
But those dreams had vanished into the horizon with the jet that had taken his former girlfriend to California. He couldn’t blame Brionna for leaving; she got the job offer of her dreams. Nor could he blame her for wanting to start her new life on the West Coast without any entanglements, particularly the ones trailing behind him like manacles. It was one of life’s ironies that he’d spent his summer on the doorstep of the renowned Rawhide Ranch, with its safe play spaces and open-minded community, without his own Little.
Maybe today that would change.
Expectation built in his chest as he lugged the heavy equipment toward the deck surrounding the pool. He could only see one figure by the outdoor pool; the adorable Littles who played in the blue waters during the day had already gone inside.
Maybe for a nap before dinner? With warm, red bottoms?
Sutter’s palms itched. Giving his own Little a pleasure spanking before putting her down for a nap was a fantasy he’d nurtured for years.
Sutter tapped his sunglasses down from the top of his head, over his eyes. The first thing he’d learned about the lady who was making his chest tight and his palms itch, was that she didn’t like being stared at. The few times he’d managed to speak with her, things had started well. She’d met his eyes. He’d seen the answering spark in hers. But then she’d started to blush, and fidget, and avoid his eyes. Far too soon, she’d make excuses and slip away.
He had no intention of letting her escape today.
She was rounding up pool toys, which had drifted to the middle, as pool toys always did, using a hook on a long pole. As he approached, she stretched, snagged a yellow duckie with the hook, and started to pull it toward the edge.
“Hi,” Sutter said, waving.
Saoirse jumped.
Oh no.
She teetered on the edge of the pool for a moment, her deck shoe sliding over the pool’s wet rim. Then she fell in.
He dropped his equipment and raced to the edge of the pool. Kneeling, he stuck his hand out to the wet woman.
She grabbed the lip of the pool and jacked herself out with practiced ease.
Idiot, she was a competitive swimmer. Of course, she can get herself out of a pool.
He pulled his hand back and wiped it on his jeans. “I’m sorry I startled you.”
She pushed her dripping, black bangs back from her face, pulled off her soaked shirt, and wrung it out into a drain on the pool’s lip.
Sutter carefully kept his face straight and his eyes on her face.Do not stare at her chest.It was the first time he’d gotten to see her in a swimsuit, and although it was a plain one-piece, it couldn’t hide her sweet curves. She still had an athlete’s developed muscles in her shoulders, but her chest was softer, rounder.
Sutter yanked his gaze up from where it had been drifting south.
Saoirse twisted her dripping shirt between her hands. Sutter could tell she was debating whether to put it back on, despite how wet it was.
“Would you like me to give it another squeeze?” Sutter asked. He held up the bear paws he’d hated until he discovered he could spank both cheeks with one palm. “Big hands.”
Saoirse turned crimson.
Before she could bolt, Sutter eased the shirt out of her hands. He gave it a firm twist and let water stream into the drain.
“I’ve been looking forward to seeing you today,” he said, while he continued to wring out the shirt.
She hummed noncommittally.
