EMBERLY* A month has passed. It's been five weeks since I had the miscarriage. I had my appointment with my gynecologist a week ago, where I was given a pap smear and labs drawn. I was given the go-ahead to become sexually active again if I wanted. However, I was unable to get the IUD I was hoping for because it needed to be ordered, and the doctor felt it would be best to wait the full six weeks of healing time before applying the IUD to my cervix. So in one week, I will return to the doctor, and Derrick and I have refrained from sexual activity. That hasn't kept us from kissing and cuddling with every free moment we could find. Which hasn't been much, with our school work and sports. Time has not been on our side. Our house hasn't been sold yet. Which is fine I suppose because Derrick and I have plenty of money saved up from modeling all of these years. The realtor said it would most likely be March before we had any interested buyers. Derrick and I have moved into our new luxurio

EMBERLY* Since I'm the basketball team captain, I ensured everyone worked their asses off today so we could leave practice early. I stopped at a sexy kink store and bought a few outfits that I knew would drive Derrick insane and hauled ass to the apartment so I could shave and get ready for the night before Derrick got home. I texted Derrick around five to have him stop at the grocery store to grab us something to eat. I hoped that would give me an extra thirty minutes to get all dolled up with smokey eyes. Most likely, the food he brought home would get forgotten once Derrick saw me, but that's ok. I was hungry for my man, not food. I quickly put my makeup on and chose the black kink wear I had bought to blend well with the cuffs he had gotten, which were red and black. I looked at all of the options before me and decided instead of the cuffs; we could use the bed restraints that would essentially have me splayed out on the bed with my wrists and ankles bound. I worked to get the

EMBERLY* March rolled around so quickly that it made my head spin. If it weren't for Derrick helping me with the dresses, I never would have pulled the project prom dress off. Derrick would sew while I stitched on gems and did fittings and alterations. We completed ten prom dresses and had a week to spare before the big day. It may not seem like much, but Derrick and I made around twenty-seven hundred dollars. We opened separate checking and savings accounts, as Derrick had suggested during Christmas break. So we split the money and put it into our savings accounts. "Dad called and said they had gotten a call from the realtor. It seems we have four potential buyers for the house. They will be coming home to stay for a while until the bidding war ends," Derrick said as he sat beside me on the couch. "Maybe we should have gotten the three-bedroom apartment instead. How are we going to explain our living arrangements now," "Easy, we tell them I sleep on the couch. We could transfer al

EMBERLY* Derrick followed me into the room, staying a considerable amount away as I swayed my hips, making my way to the bed. The poor guy won't know what hit him. I have many plans for tonight, and taking it easy on him isn't on that list. "Lay down. It's my turn to dominate," I commanded as I glanced at Derrick over my shoulder and winked. Derrick smirked and did as I commanded, getting up on the bed. He laid two pillows on top of each other and laid down close to the headboard, and put his wrist together. I put the handcuffs down and grabbed the wrists and ankle restraints. Derrick quirked his eyebrows questioningly. I bound one of his wrists, checking to make sure it wasn't too tight, attached it to the headboard, then walked around to the other side of the bed and did the same to his other wrist. "Emberly, I'm enjoying the show, but get over here and help me out before I cum in my shorts," Derrick growled and began pulling at the restraints that wouldn't budge. I'm doing my b

Synopsis for book two. The continuation of Derrick and Emberly's story. Derrick and Emberly dive deeper into the kink lifestyle finding other couples who share the same interest, all while trying to close the family business. Will Derrick and Emberly's love survive once they start college and go months without seeing each other? DERRICK* "I need to speak to this person, please," I said as I handed the card the police officer had given me to the first doctor I saw as, Emberly, and I walked through the emergency room entrance. "Follow me. I will take you to the waiting room, and Dr. Phillips will be in to see you shortly. I'm Tracey, by the way. I am a resident here at the hospital. And you are?" Tracey asked as she placed her hand over my bicep and grinned seductively. "Taken by this beautiful woman standing next to me," I said as I glanced over to see Emberly throwing daggers at Tracey. "Oh, of course, right this way," Tracey giggled nervously and started walking quic