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The slow, wicked smile that spread across his face made her self-preservation radar vibrate hard.
He stood to his full length, his erection thick and proud.
Her stomach flipped over as a weakness invaded her bones.She could barely lift her hand when he held out his to her.
“Come.”
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He led her along the long hallway that went past his suite in the west wing of the house.
The thought that she was walking through a veritable palace naked added to the surreal moment.
But she didn’t have time to dwell on it.The fingers wrapped around hers gave no room for ambivalence or chickening out.And the excitement escalating through her made it impossible to change her mind.
Zach stopped in front of a large arched door and entered a code in the security panel set into the frame.
The mechanism clicked, and he opened it.Stepping to one side, he gently pushed her into the room.
Bethany hadn’t been sure what to expect from a toy room.In her wildest imaginings, she’d expected a replica of the decadent lounges on Zach’s airplanes.
She couldn’t have been more wrong.When he’d mentioned toys, he’d really meant toys.
Gadgets, large and small, had been arranged around the room, each one more suggestive than the next.
In the middle of the room, a large leather swing, complete with cradle and harness, hung from a sturdy tripod.She’d seen one at a bachelorette party once, but it’d been nowhere near as sophisticated as this one.Mesmerized by the ideas tumbling through her mind, she brushed her fingers over the sleek, cool leather.
“Are you imagining yourself strapped in, Peaches?”Zach whispered in her ear.“Your beautiful body wide open to me as I pound into you?”
Heat from his body caressed her back, and she shivered at the decadent sin in his voice.Her nipples peaked at the thought of enacting that scenario, and desire twisted in her pelvis.She forced herself to breathe through it.
Restraint.
“Hmm, maybe.”
With a last caress of the leather, she moved to the next piece of equipment.
The indigo-colored, high-backed chair looked innocuous enough, until a simple press of a switch to the side had her gasping.The dildo that rose from the middle of the seat was black, huge and veined, and so life-like she stepped closer to touch it, only to have her hand firmly grasped.
“You won’t be needing that.”
She laughed.“Do I detect a hint of jealousy there, lover boy?”she teased.
“No, baby, the only time you get to use that is if I’m too worn out from fucking you to move a single muscle.And I guarantee you, that will never happen.”
He led her past a modified gurney fitted with handcuffs and a glass cabinet that held everything from anal beads and nipple clamps to bull whips and cock rings.
“Wow, and here I thought my toy drawer was impressive.”
He grinned.“I take pleasure seriously,” he said.
“I can tell,” she replied.She reached another cabinet labeled “Truth or Dare” and stopped.Inside it were a pack of cards and two items—an exquisitely crafted unisex chastity belt and a black silk blindfold.
Zach stopped beside her and followed her gaze.“Another thing you won’t be needing.”
“What makes you sure?”
“Because we don’t play games.We’re way past that.”