Page 56 of Her Sweet Surrender
The night had heightened Brie’s need for him, the familiar setting reinforcing the dynamic they shared.
Without reservation, Brie gave in fully to his unbridled passion, crying out in ecstasy as he ramped up his thrusts and claimed his collared submissive.
It was like returning home…
Afterward, as they lay panting together on the platform, Sir asked her, “Tell me your thoughts about tonight.”
Brie grinned. “I was surprised by Lea.”
He chuckled lightly. “I thought you might enjoy that.”
She looked up at the ceiling. “I was also surprised you left me alone with Hunter.”
Sir brushed away an errant strand of hair from her face. “I knew if I stayed in the room, your thoughts would have gravitated toward me and not remained on the scene.”
Brie nodded, realizing that he was right.
“What did you learn tonight, téa?” he asked in a more serious tone.
She gave it careful consideration before answering. “My deepest desire as a submissive…” She paused, looking deep into his eyes. “…is to never stop learning.”
He nodded, satisfied with her answer. “Yes. It makes you a particularly challenging sub.”
She smiled apologetically.
Grazing his thumb against her cheek, he told her, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Blessed Event
Brie set out on her usual morning walk, cherishing the alone time to reflect on things while taking in the beauty of the ocean. Almost six months into the pregnancy, she was definitely showing, but she could still walk without a waddle.
She wasn’t looking forward to that part of her pregnancy, because it would also usher in the period of no sleep because of the baby kicking her at all hours of the night. Hope had been an active baby that last trimester and Brie expected no less from this little one.
Brie looked up to see the old woman rummaging for plastic bottles in the trashcan and smiled. Her plan to help the little dog had been a success. It turned out the poor pup was suffering from a severe case of mange that could have proven deadly if left untreated. Thankfully, with medical attention, he’d recovered and his fur was now growing back.
She waved at the old woman, who huffed before bending down to dig for more bottles. Brie noticed the woman only wore the pretty socks she’d given her, so she had followed it up by anonymously leaving a new pair every month—just before the older socks wore out.
Although the woman’s demeanor hadn’t changed, she no longer had that worried look in her eyes. She could go about her day providing for them both without the heavy burden of her companion’s health weighing her down.
The knowledge that she’d come up with a way to help the woman without making her feel uncomfortable brought joy to Brie’s heart. And, getting to pick out new socks with Hope every month kept the joy of it going.
In a world where it was easy to feel alone and invisible, Brie was grateful she’d been able to let this woman know someone saw her and cared.
Kylie called Brie unexpectedly, begging Brie to come to the hospital.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m in labor, but the baby wasn’t supposed to come for two more weeks!”
Brie remembered how terrified she’d been when she was rushed to the hospital weeks before Hope was due. “It’s going to be okay,” she assured Kylie. “I had Hope three weeks early and everything worked out. Dr. Glas is amazing.”
“Yes, he is,” she agreed, then whimpered, “But, I’m nervous.”
“Faelan will be with you the entire time. I remember what a huge comfort it was having Sir by my side when Hope was born.”
Kylie was silent for several moments before replying. “It’s just that I have this feeling…”
Brie chuckled lightly. “It’s completely normal to feel anxious your first time. I felt the exact same way with Hope.”
