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A part of me wanted to. The part of me that was more curious and excited, said, “I’m not backing out.”

“Good.” He slid out of the booth and stood, taking my hand and pulling me with him. I grabbed my coat and he took it from me. “Turn around and let me help you.” I put my back to him and he helped me into my coat, grabbing my hair and pulling it out from the back of my collar. He squeezed my shoulders and massaged them. “Don’t be nervous, sweetheart. I’ll make it good for you I promise.”

A shiver zipped down my spine like a lightning strike and before I could say anything, he took my hand and led me out of Boondox.

Right to his condo.

Where he wanted to boss me around and spank me and give me multiple orgasms.

What in the hell had I gotten myself into?

* * *

Bennett’s condo was larger than large. As soon as we entered I was stunned into silence by the entire far wall. All windows from floor to ceiling, I could tell they wrapped around the entire length of his apartment. The river separating the Grand Rapids East from West flowed along one side, I-131 on the other, his view wasn’t only impressive, but massive and majestic.

“Holy shit,” I muttered, dropping my purse onto a table. I took three more steps forward and Bennett was at my back, peeling my coat off my shoulders. “I mean, I figured your place would be nice, but I wasn’t expecting this.”

Rich, deep cherry colored cabinets and matching shining wood floors guided me into a kitchen and open living space. Outside, a balcony wrapped around the corner of his condo until it disappeared from my sight.

I spun and gaped at Bennett. “You live in a palace.”

He laughed softly. His quiet rumble sent a spark of interest in my deepest places and I looked away. “It’s just a condo.”

Just a condo my ass. I was fascinated with architecture. When I was a kid, I’d save money from babysitting jobs and purchase stupid magazines that had beautiful homes and floorplans on the inside. As a teenager, I’d tear them out and tuck them away in the safety of my desk, dreaming of the day I could live in a home like one of them.

Bennett’s was nothing like the ramshackle home I grew up in, or the modest two-bedroom I bought, or the two-story mansions that dripped with wealth. It was modern and traditional, a mixture that shouldn’t have gone together but somehow worked.

“Can you give me a tour?”

He nodded. “Want a glass of wine while I show you around or anything else to drink?”

I’d had water all night but there was a lot of night left. I didn’t want to be drunk when Bennett made good on the proclamations he’d spoken at dinner, but one wouldn’t hurt.

“Wine please. Red if you have it.”

He dropped his keys on the counter and shrugged out of his suit coat. Loosening his tie, he unknotted it, but left it on and popped the top button of his collar. “Follow me, Rebecca, and all your dreams will come true.”

Stepping just past the kitchen, he pointed down a hallway. “Down there is my office and my exercise room,” He teased me with a wink. “Before you think that’s insane or give me shit, it’s a guest room. I just put my weights and workout crap in it.”

His playful side wasn’t one I saw much of, but I couldn’t argue that I liked it.

“Let’s go past the living room. There’s a bar that way.”

“A fully stocked bar, I bet,” I muttered, returning his teasing grin.

“Sassy tonight, are you?” He grabbed me with a hand at my waist and pulled me to him so fast my hands slammed against his chest. Hard chest. Curved pecs flexed beneath my fingertips. “Keep it up, if you’d like, but just know I’ll enjoy wiping that grin off your face later and giving you a completely different kind of look.”

I dug my fingers into him instinctively. My nerves pulled taught as my sex spasmed.

Pulling back from me, he grazed a finger from my ear, over my cheek and down to my chin. “That look...all soft and gooey mindless. That’s the look I prefer you having around me.” I had no words. Speech failed me. I lost myself in his promises and declarations and his chocolate brown eyes that said he’d deliver on everything he said. “Still need that drink?”

More than one, now.

“Please.”