Michaels, Skye - Calleigh's Collar [Le Club 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)
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Authors: Skye Michaels
Le Club 1
Calleigh’s Collar
When Calleigh Roundtree, a young architect, is asked to design a renovation of an old Victorian mansion located in the historic district of Ocala, Florida, she works with local attorney Jason Steele on the plans. Sparks fly. Calleigh has no idea that it is to be a very private, luxurious BDSM club with only ten members. All of the renovation team sign confidentiality agreements.
Unbeknownst to Calleigh, she is overheard speaking about the project to a friend, thus breaching the confidentiality agreement, which puts her into the hands of Jason, one of the members of the club, for a weekend as his sub. When the members of the club find out she has breached the agreement, she is to be publicly punished at the club or face legal action for the breach of agreement. Calleigh has to trust Jason to handle the punishment and protect her.
Genre:
BDSM, Contemporary
Length:
22,118 words
CALLEIGH’S COLLAR
Le Club 1
Skye Michaels
EROTIC ROMANCE
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CALLEIGH’S COLLAR
Copyright © 2012 by Skye Michaels
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Le Club 1
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Prologue
Calleigh Rose Roundtree was bent over, pointing to a line of electrical outlets on the mass of blueprints entitled “Electrical Plans and Specifications / Laurel Oak Estate” spread out over the large mahogany conference table as she looked over her shoulder at Jason Steele. He really did not seem to be paying attention and had a pained look on his extremely rugged and handsome face.
“Are you okay, Jason?” she asked. “Maybe that burrito you had for lunch didn’t agree with you?”
“No, I’m fine,” he replied. “Well, I’m thinking that if we move these outlets…” She laughed nervously. He had a really strained expression on his face. “Maybe we should table electrical for now and make a decision on that next week.”
“No, we need to get these electrical plans finalized and move on to mechanical. We are creeping up on the commencement date and I want everything ready to start on time,” he replied.
Calleigh and Jason had been working on the architectural plans and specs for the renovation of a dilapidated, three-story Victorian mansion set on a three-acre tract of land that was overgrown and run-down. The property had great potential, with enormous, hundred-year-old laurel oak and live oak trees dripping with Spanish moss, a tranquil pond, and enough room to plant formal English gardens. Calleigh, as architect, had designed a historically accurate facade, two additions, pool cabanas, and outbuildings for the project that was, as far as she could tell, going to be a men’s club of some kind.
Or a really luxurious brothel
. She giggled to herself.
In Ocala? No way!
She had not been given many facts as to the intended use of the property, and that was making the project harder to complete.
How do you give the client what he wants when you don’t know what he wants?
It had been made clear to the entire renovation team, all the members of which had signed confidentiality agreements, that details of the final project would not be forthcoming.
“Okay, moving on then…” she continued.
It is really hard to concentrate with that gorgeous hunk hovering over my shoulder and brushing up against my bottom.
Little zings of awareness rippled up her spine. Eight months of the forced intimacy resulting from weekly planning meetings, late night meetings, and weekend meetings were beginning to tell on her.
Why doesn’t he just ask me out
?
Maybe he’s involved with someone. Maybe he’s gay. Maybe he doesn’t like ladies with big booties
…
* * * *
“Despite these last-minute details, I think we’re closing in on the completion of this project, Calleigh,” he said. “It’s been a long haul and a lot of late nights. I know how much effort you’ve put into this project, and I appreciate it.”
L
ooking at that really spectacular ass bent over the table
when all I have wanted to do for eight long months is get my hands on it is killing me
. He tried to keep it professional as his hands itched to pat her cute round butt. He would have liked to put the moves on her, but he thought it was only fair to wait until their professional relationship was concluded. It had been a really long eight months.
Chapter One
Calleigh bent over, huffing and stretching her hamstrings, and called out, “Paula…I need a minute.” Tall with wavy, blonde-streaked, dark-honey hair, Calleigh was more curvy than athletic.
“Jeeez. What a wuss. We haven’t done two miles yet,” Paula replied. At barely five two with a cap of glossy, dark curls and a compact figure, Paula was the athlete of the duo.
“I know, I know. I have been spending too much time sitting in the office lately,” Calleigh said. They were jogging in place in front of the tall, wooden, electronic gates of the walled, heavily wooded Laurel Oak Estate at the end of Fort King Street in Ocala’s historic district. The only identifying signage in front of the Estate was the street number. The ten-foot stone wall which completely surrounded the property was topped with surveillance cameras.
“You worked on this project, didn’t you?” Paula asked with an impish grin. Somehow she always managed to bring them past the Estate on their runs.
“And you know I can’t say a word about it…confidentiality agreement, remember? I, as project architect, as well as the general contractor, all subcontractors, and suppliers, had to sign very strict confidentiality agreements to work on this project. And as you know, it made my entire year! My fees were triple what I would normally charge.”