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She stared up at his breathtaking face, feeling flushed and so turned on she could barely breathe.“I take it you liked my dancing?”
He barked out a strained laugh, and his hands slid upward to cup her breasts.He tweaked her nipples hard, and her knees turned to jelly.
“God, baby, I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
The idea that had been budding in her mind bloomed to undeniable life.She forced herself to speak before her brain turned to oatmeal.
“What other delights have you got hiding in that chair?”
His gaze never wavered from her face.“Everything your naughty little heart desires, I’m sure.”
It took almost superhuman strength to free herself from him long enough to walk to the chair.
After examining it for a few minutes to see how it worked, she pressed a button.A deep drawer sprang free.A saucy smile curled her lips as she drew out the black rope.
She turned and walked back up onto the platform.Deep excitement leapt within her, and she was gratified to see it echoed in his eyes.
“You tied me to a cross.I’m tying you to a pole.Fair’s fair, Zach.”
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His throat moved on a powerful swallow, his neck taut with pent-up emotion.“You wanna tie me up again, Peaches?”
She had a lot more in mind.So much that the thoughts made her blush, but she held her nerve.“Yes.”
One shoulder lifted.“If it makes you happy, I’m okay with that,” he croaked.
She had a feeling Zach would be okay with anything that involved her body and the promise of mindless sex.She tried not to let the thought that this was all it would ever be wreck the moment.She held on to what had transpired in the bathroom this morning as a beacon of hope.
Zach was working on making things right.She could give them both this while that happened.
And who knew, perhaps sex, like food for some men, was the way to Zach’s heart.
“You’re thinking too hard, Bethany.Should I be terrified?”That note of anxiety was back.
Another thing she found intriguing; that a man as powerful and influential as Zach could be anxious about her reactions.
She strode toward him and stopped as the tips of her breasts brushed his chest.His inhalation was gratifyingly jagged.“It’ll be good, I promise.”
Flames leapt in his grey eyes, turning them a mesmerizing gunmetal.“I know it will.But after this, the bondage swings your way again.”
The hot little shiver went through her as she recalled being tied up on Zach’s cross.The raw, chaotic emotions that had triggered her surrender still had the power to knock the breath out of her lungs.
But then she recalled his reaction when she’d said she loved him, and her shiver turned cold.She may have been too quick to offer it, but he’d still rejected her love.No matter how she sliced it, it hurt to think about it.
“Baby?”He started to reach for her.
She pulled away quickly and stepped behind him before he could change his mind and grab her.His head followed her movement, but he remained in place, even sliding his hands behind his hips to give her access.
Binding his hands took more expertise than she’d anticipated.And her hands shook as she contemplated what she was doing.
Less than a month ago, she’d lived in a vanilla world that most people were content to bask in.Now here she was, tying up one of the world’s most powerful men in an elaborate knot that made the tiny dominatrix in her roar.
When she was satisfied he wouldn’t get away, she glided her hands up his powerful biceps and gloried in the rippling of his muscles.
“I love the way you react to my touch,” she confessed before she could stop herself.
His chest expanded on a breath.“That’s because you own me, Peaches.”