Dreams Do Come True by Tonya Kinzer
Chapter One
Sandi sat in a dimly lit corner of the crowded bar. The heavy metal music blared too loud for her taste, and her chest vibrated with every beat of the drums. Through a smoky haze, she watched those out dancing as they gyrated with the thunderous music. Voluptuous women wearing low-cut, clingy dresses drew her attention, and she tightened her Kegels as she tapped a red stir stick on the table. Couples at nearby tables made eyes at each other, shared a kiss or two—or even engaged in a screaming match in front of everyone.
Sandi turned her attention to the couple she’d come in with. Disgust brought bile to her throat. Greg ogled women on the dance floor instead of giving the proper attention to the beautiful woman at his side. Kiera watched the dancers, too, but had pulled in her lower lip, a sign Sandi knew all too well meant that Kiera wasn’t comfortable.
Why did I agree to come here again tonight with Kiera and Greg?
Sandi swallowed and took in his square, unshaven jawline, combed-back blond hair, and tight t-shirt that hugged his muscular chest and tattooed arms. Greg drooled over every woman in the bar while ignoring her best friend. Sandi was sure he imagined fucking some stranger right there on the floor instead of being with Kiera tonight. Their stormy relationship would never get better, because he’d never be a one-woman man, and Kiera couldn’t see that yet.
Sandi clenched her jaw. Relationships with men had ruined Sandi long ago. As a child, her stepfather thought it okay to sit naked on her bed and proceed to teach her about life as a woman. Since when did a child need to learn about adult sex so early? Whenever she refused to participate, he’d beat her mother and leave her bruised for days. A shiver ran down her spine. The man was lucky he’d abandoned them when he did or Sandi would have killed him herself if she’d owned a gun back then! Most men just wanted one thing and didn’t give a shit about making a relationship work. Finding a new one was easier.
She made a fist and her nails dug into her palms.
Even after all these years, those memories still haunted her. Egotistical men just made her stomach turn, and Greg fit right into that category. Sandi watched Kiera, wondering why she couldn’t be stronger and see what kind of man he really was.
Kiera took a pull from her whiskey glass and then raked her fingers through her long, dark hair. She stared for a moment at the back of Greg’s head. “You should quit gawking and go ask one of them to dance. Obviously, I’m not who you want to be with.”
Greg turned to stare at her for a moment, grabbed his beer, and curled his upper lip. “At least maybe they aren’t a bitch all the time.”
She shrugged a shoulder. “I can find my own way home tonight. Get the hell out of here.”
Sandi chewed the stir stick as she laughed to herself. The asshole didn’t waste time and stormed off to the other side of the bar, leaving them alone in the dark corner.
Can I convince Kiera that best friends didn’t treat each other like that?
Shutting out the crowd around them, she reached across the table to squeeze Kiera’s hand, sick of seeing the same thing happen to her time and again. “You know he’s a jerk, right?”
“I know. Why am I always attracted to assholes?”
“Because that’s how you were treated growing up.” Not wanting to scare her, Sandi pulled her arm back and sipped her own Jack and Coke. She wanted to hug and comfort Kiera. “We share an apartment. I’ve known you long enough to see a few of the boyfriends you’ve picked up, hon—not good.” Sandi looked into Kiera’s blue eyes and saw her pain.
“I can’t say I’ve ever dated a nice guy. I don’t think they make those kind anymore.” Kiera finished her Jack and ordered them both another round. “Look at the two women over there. They seem happy, and you can tell they’re together.”
Sandi glanced across the dimly lit bar as one stroked the forearm of the other. If only she could be that close to Kiera, she knew they could be happy. Right now, at least she had her as a best friend. Kiera needed to get her head straight before Sandi could approach her about changing their relationship and becoming more than best friends. “Those two know that women can be as happy as a man and a woman, but relationships can be difficult no matter what gender you are.”
“Maybe being single for a while would do me good. Having a man around anymore just makes me crazy.”
The low tank top Kiera wore displayed a deep cleavage that Sandi couldn’t take her eyes from. Living with Kiera had given her more than one glimpse of her naked body, making her wish she’d made a move long ago. “I know your work at the attorney’s office keeps you busy, but you should come down to the gym with me. Working out relieves stress and clears your mind so you can think about what you need. Nobody else can make you happy if you’re not happy with yourself first.” Sandi leaned back in her chair to watch the other women on the dance floor and spotted Greg at the bar with his hand on some woman’s ass.
Let it go—it’s not my problem.
Kiera gave her empty glass to the waitress, took her fresh drink, and leaned forward to yell over the music. “You always seem to be in control and happy with your life, so exercising must do something for you besides keeping you in great shape. How’s that kick-boxing class going?”
Sandi loved her class, and the fact that it could be used on a man in a dark alley made it that much more fun. “It’s going great. You should join. It’d be one less night Greg could bother you.”
Kiera shook her head, yet her eyes spoke of regret. “He hates it when I’m not available if he calls.”
Sandi slammed her palm on the table and leaned in. “If he calls should be the warning for you, dammit. That’s allowing him to control you, and that needs to stop right now, Kiera. Quit answering your phone every time he calls you. He just proved he doesn’t care, and if you take him back after tonight, his control will get worse. Who knows what might happen if you’re alone with him and he gets pissed.” Sandi rested her forearms on the table and looked into Kiera’s eyes, wishing she could hold her close. Then again, if she did that, she’d want to take her home right now. “I’m your best friend and I care about you too much to sit by and watch him treat you like a door mat. Stop it tonight. You have no idea how hard it is to keep my mouth shut when he’s at the apartment.”
Kiera looked back at her with hesitation and then averted her gaze. She always wore her emotions on her sleeve. Sandi wanted to hug her and show her how much she cared, but now wasn’t the time. Over Kiera’s shoulder, Sandi saw Greg slip out the back door with the woman from the bar.
Bastard.
Glad that Kiera hadn’t seen him leave, Sandi could now relax and enjoy the rest of the evening. She had to keep Greg out of Kiera’s life and help her become a stronger person—for her own good. The asshole only tore at Kiera’s self-esteem, but that’s how his kind worked. That behavior ran in families, and his father had likely treated his mother the same way, therefore, Greg didn’t know any better.
Not that that was an excuse.
“Let’s finish these and spend a quiet night at home, watching a movie. You game?” Sandi prayed she’d agree. They could be alone, shut off Kiera’s phone, and maybe talk about what could be next for them.
“It is noisy in here. Maybe a good movie is what I need. We could find a comedy to watch.” Kiera finished her drink and tossed a few bills on the table. “Let’s go.”
Fresh air replaced the stale bar air as Sandi walked outside into the dark. The parking lot was full, patrons pulling in and out, looking for a good time. Careful where she stepped, Sandi didn’t want to wrench an ankle in her new strappy heels. “I’m glad I insisted on driving my own car, otherwise, we’d be grabbing a cab.” She shivered at the thought of riding in a grubby cab as she clicked the remote to unlock the doors of her Charger.
Sandi got in and, after buckling her seatbelt, Kiera looked over at her. “How do you afford this car? Are you really making that much money modeling for Daniel?”
Sandi laughed. “Yes. He’s been bugging me to get him another model. You should think about it.” She pulled onto the busy street and headed home, secretly wondering if she should find a bondage movie and see how Kiera would react. There would be several to choose from in the on-demand movies.
Sighing, Kiera bounced her knee. “I’d want to work out for a few weeks before getting in front of a camera to model what you do. That’s what he’s asking, right? For another lingerie model?”
Sandi gave her a sideways glance, looked her up and down, then winked. “Yes, that’s what he wants. You’d look great in a demi-bra and garters. You should think about it.”
“I’ve seen some of the stuff you model for him. It’s more than demi-bras and garters. I’m not sure I’d want my face in his magazines.”
“He can shoot you from the neck down. Readers just want to see how the undergarments look on a woman.” Satisfied she’d planted the seed for Daniel, Sandi turned off the car at the apartment. “Let’s go see what we can find in the on-demand movies on cable. We both need a good laugh tonight.”
Sandi’s stomach filled with butterflies, knowing as they strode toward their complex that she had Kiera to herself tonight. “When we get upstairs, I’ll find a movie, make us a Jack and Coke, and you make the popcorn. Promise me you’ll turn off your phone so Greg won’t interrupt the movie.”
“That’s an easy one. I’m not talking to his ass tonight!”
* * * *
Inside their apartment, Sandi made their drinks and then flipped through the movie guide on television to find something good. A few came up in the on-screen guide. She noted the times, clicked on their comedy, and paused it as she waited for Kiera and the popcorn. If only tonight could turn out the way Sandi planned in her head, she’d be in heaven.
Kiera came in with a large bowl and her drink and sat down next to Sandi. Her perfume drifted Sandi’s way and she wondered if Kiera smelled that good all over, hoping that tonight, she might find out. The glow from a small table lamp lit the room as the comedy started. Kiera scooted closer to her. The reclining love seat made it a perfect spot to watch the shows. She’d let Kiera get relaxed with a few more drinks, and then perhaps she’d be open for watching the bondage flick.
Sandi loved watching them. Bondage and BDSM had nothing to do with what she’d experienced in her past with her stepfather. The Dom/sub lifestyle happened between couples who trusted one another—it wasn’t about wanting to abuse someone. Abuse had no place in a Dom/sub relationship. Arching her back and clenching her inner muscles, Sandi craved to touch Kiera, to teach her about the lifestyle, and she prayed that tonight, that might happen.
The summer heat stifled their upstairs apartment and had made it necessary to open the windows. Kiera had changed into shorts and a tank top…long, muscled legs stretched out in the adjoining recliner. Her breasts protruded nicely through the thin material, and Sandi leaked onto her thong just thinking about nipple clamps for Kiera. If she planned it right and moved slow once the other movie started, she might get her wish.
Loving the buttered popcorn, Sandi took in a relaxing breath and enjoyed the movie. She probably shouldn’t have let Kiera have so many drinks, but she needed to show her what real love would be like with a woman.
Kiera laughed during the comedy and seemed to forget about Greg. The three drinks Sandi had made for her helped, too. “That was hilarious. Thanks for suggesting we come home and do this. Who needs men, anyway?”
Sandi took in another deep breath, wishing she could tell Kiera the real reason she had suggested they come home, but it wasn’t the right time. “Especially when they’re assholes.”
Standing to stretch, Kiera rolled her shoulders. “You find the next show and I’ll go make us another drink. These are going down way too easy, so I’m not responsible for my actions after the next drink.”
Biting her lower lip, Sandi returned her glass to Kiera and watched her hips sway as she sauntered into the dark kitchen. She couldn’t wait to see Kiera model for Daniel. The crotchless thongs would look awesome on her, her legs spread, her body stretched out on the pillows. Damn! Sandi grabbed the remote, found a good porn movie for them, and cued it to the beginning. She hurried into her bedroom. Digging through her drawer, she pulled out a blindfold and a pink dildo, and then she raced back to the living room to hide them in the cushions on her side of the loveseat.
When Kiera returned, Sandi took her drink and winked at Kiera.
Does Kiera actually have no idea how I feel about her? They’d lived together for a year now and she’d consoled Kiera every time a guy broke her heart. Each time, Sandi had hoped it would be her turn to take Kiera, but the opportunity never came. She’d be damned if she was going to let the opportunity slip away tonight. Kiera would know for sure how she felt before the night was over.
“I feel so much better after a few drinks. If I can forget Greg this easy, maybe it’s a sign.”
Kiera stared at her, watching her savor the drink, and when Kiera reached for her hand, Sandi took it, gently squeezed it, and wished on her dream, hoping Kiera wouldn’t be shocked that another woman was so into her.
“You’ve been such a good friend to me. I love you, you know.”
Sandi’s heart skipped a beat, but she knew that wasn’t how Kiera had meant it. Kiera had no idea what she’d actually said. Sandi reached up to brush Kiera’s long, curly hair from her face, her fingers caressing a soft cheek. “It’s the booze talking, honey. Tomorrow, you’ll come to your senses.”
“Nope.” Kiera held her glass up and clinked it against Sandi’s. “I hope by tomorrow, I’ll better understand why I don’t need a man right now. But you’ve done or said something to make me feel better.”
“I’m glad I could help you realize that. Ready for some bondage? You haven’t watched any of these before, have you? It might make you too horny, and then you’ll want that asshole back up here.” Sandi shrugged a shoulder.
“Hell, no! Tonight, I’m open to learning new things. I’m seriously considering your offer to model for Daniel, too. Who knows what might happen.”
About Tonya Kinzer
Tonya Kinzer is a self-published erotic romance author and writes for readers who love to become a silent character within the story! You will be pulled into scenes to partake of the activities along the lines of soft bondage and Dom/sub relationships, to feel what her characters feel and taste what they taste…strong sexual desires much like your own! If you’re looking for a romance with a little more spice than the average hot read, you won’t want to miss taking a look at her work. Be prepared to enter a world you’ll not want to leave and can’t wait to get back to…worlds where new submissives and demanding Doms entice you to read more!
Her BDSM series, The Boss’s Pet, will take you on a journey alongside Nick and Sondra as they venture into a lifestyle that pulls them deeper into a world of sensuality and submission. You’ll not want to miss any of the books in this series so stay locked on her website to know when the next books get released.
When she isn’t writing, she’s the pet for her own Boss, where she works a few days a week. Her day job is seasonal so this allows her to write during the off season as well as design covers, websites, and promo items. She also enjoys helping other authors where she can with their editing and being a critique partner when time allows as well as offering guest interview spots on her Blog.
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Books by Tonya Kinzer
The Boss’s Pet Book 3: Sharing Among Friends
Nick Carrington has helped Sondra overcome many of her fears regarding his lifestyle and is glad she has joined him. In time, all of his fantasies will become a reality and with a beautiful woman at the same time. Nick is fully aware that Sondra may have fantasies of her own. Can she trust him enough to share those with him?
Not only has she satisfied his clients with great investment strategies in the office, she will eventually satisfy a few of the Doms that he’s good friends with, she just isn’t aware of that yet.
These two characters venture deeper into a world of pleasure, pain and satisfaction for both. Join Nick and Sondra as he introduces her to his lifestyle, opens doors she never imagined, and creates in her…a need she can’t control!
The Boss’s Pet Book 4: Their Submissive Switch
Nick continues to teach Sondra more about the lifestyle they share and the things a submissive needs to know…how to follow rules being one of the most important. Sondra strives to make Nick proud of her as she learns all he shares with her but…is he aware she’s learning more than he ever imagined? How will he react if and when Sondra decides to take what SHE wants for a change?
The Boss’s Pet Book 5: Under Her Command
Sondra learns even more as she delves deeper into the lifestyle that she now craves with her boss/partner/master! Her body still betrays her to receive what it must have. She’s learned that her mind allows her to escape pain only to enjoy pleasure to its fullest. An endorphin high can only be experienced, never explained.
The more Sondra learns, the stronger she becomes mentally. She realizes her dominant side needs to be exposed so those who desire to be a submissive can enjoy being…under her command! Sondra understands what a submissive needs to reach their highest level of experience. Yes, pain brings pleasure on a plateau that can only be reach by sensory applications and Sondra delivers.
Dreams Do Come True (Through His Lens Book 1)
Sandi’s career has taken off as a model and she loves her photographer…just not the way he wished she did. The men of her past abused her one too many times and the one woman in her life is being treated the same way. Can she get Kiera away from her abusive relationship and show her what true love really is? The two of them have been roommates for a year where Sandi has reached out to comfort Kiera each time she’s been abused. Determined to put a stop to it, Sandi shows Kiera a new relationship already exists for her.