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W hen Zack had tracked down Dani’s cabana and sought her out, he really hadn’t planned on sex…

he wasn’t sure if he’d had any kind of plan, if he were honest. He’d just wanted to see her.

Talk to her. Try to get past the awkwardness while they had to work together.

Something to try and maintain the status quo.

But now? The way she felt in his arms, all eager and compliant… Well, he wasn’t gentleman enough to turn her down. It was everything he wanted, and it was his opportunity to set things right with her.

Nothing’s changed.

Fuck that little voice of conscience inside his head. He shut that bastard down. He’d explain everything properly. Even if he had to tie her down to do so. She’d understand.

Wouldn’t she?

Dani moaned beneath his touch and any and all misgivings flew from his head.

Zack's hands roamed over Dani's beautiful body, reacquainting himself with every tantalizing dip and swell.

She arched into his touch, her breathy sighs spurring him on.

Her cabana layout was the same as his, and he backed her toward the bedroom, his lips never leaving hers as they stumbled into the room.

"God, I've missed you," Zack growled, nipping at her collarbone. “Missed us.”

Dani's fingers threaded through his hair, tugging him closer. "Show me," she demanded. “I want to feel it all. It’s been so long!”

Did she mean so long since she’d been with him, or that it had been a while in general? The thought of her with another man had him growling into her neck. The idea just hit him wrong. She was his .

Fuck! That was something he needed to unpack later. Right now, he was all too happy to oblige her.

Freed at last from the layers of past regret that had shackled him for so long, Zack put all thoughts of their years apart out of his mind and focused on undressing them with single-minded intention.

Fabric whispered against skin as they hurriedly tugged and pulled at their clothes, casting them aside like burdens too heavy to bear.

Gone were any vestiges of polite restraint as desire took over, and they frantically, eagerly, rid themselves of every last impediment, their clothing shed hastily and flung away without thought.

Dani cursed sexily under her breath as her tight dress refused to cooperate, before twirling it overhead like a lasso before launching it across the room with abandon.

He laughed, the sound ripe with hunger, tugging off his own shirt and flinging it to join it in a crumpled heap.

They were reckless, uncaring, and unbothered by anything except closing the distance between them.

The air came alive with their shared urgency, humming with what they had waited so long to feel again.

Passionate, wild, their shoes and underwear soon joined the mess of tangled fabric.

Zack knew a moment of indecision as Dani’s sexy heels came off. He wouldn’t have minded feeling those digging into his back. And he mourned not peeling her out of her lacy bra and panties; unwrapping her like the gift she was.

Next time.

Finally, blissfully, there was nothing left between them, not even the secrets Zack feared would soon pull them apart again.

He paused to drink in the sight of her, sprawled naked beneath him as they tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.

His cock twitched in anticipation.

"Turn over," he commanded, his voice low and husky.

Dani complied eagerly, presenting her superb ass to him and wiggling it a little. Minx!

Zack's palm came down in a sharp smack, the sound echoing through the cabana. Dani yelped, then moaned as he soothed the reddened flesh.

"You've been a naughty girl, haven't you, Dani?" Zack growled, punctuating each word with another stinging slap. "Running away from me. Making me chase you across the ocean."

Dani whimpered, pushing back against his hand. "Yes, Master. I've been so bad."

The familiar title sent a jolt of electricity through Zack's body, even though he was well aware she was just playing it up. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed hearing it from her lips. His cock throbbed insistently, demanding attention.

"And what happens to naughty girls?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"They get punished," Dani breathed, her words muffled by the pillow she'd buried her face in.

Zack's hand came down again, harder this time. "I can't hear you, pet, speak up."

Dani turned her head, meeting his gaze over her shoulder. Her eyes were dark with lust, her cheeks flushed. "They get punished, Master," she repeated, louder this time.

"That's right," Zack agreed, running his hand over the curve of her ass. It was already turning a delicious shade of pink. "And you're going to take your punishment like a good girl, aren't you?"

"Yes, Master," Dani moaned, arching her back to present herself more fully.

Zack's hand came down again and again, alternating cheeks, building a steady rhythm. The sharp cracks of skin on skin filled the air, punctuated by Dani's gasps and whimpers. He could feel the heat radiating from her reddened flesh, see the way she quivered with each impact.

"Count them," he ordered, pausing briefly.

"Four... five... six..." Dani obediently counted out each smack, her voice growing increasingly breathless. By the time they reached ten, she was squirming, her thighs rubbing together in search of friction.

"Good girl," Zack purred, running his hand soothingly over her heated skin. "Now, I think it's time for your reward."

Without warning, he plunged two fingers into her dripping core. Dani cried out, bucking against his hand. She was so wet, so ready for him. Zack groaned, his own need becoming almost unbearable.

"Please, Master," Dani begged, pushing back against his fingers. "I need you inside me. Please!"

Zack withdrew his fingers with a wicked laugh, eliciting a whine of protest from Dani. “I see you haven’t learned any more patience since in all this time,” he said, flipping her onto her back.

Her eyes widened with realization. “I’m sorry Sir,” she spouted, hastily attempting to rectify her mistake.

She should know better. “It’s just been so looong.

” She wailed mournfully as he pressed each of her hands through the decorative dowels on the wooden headboard, then grabbed his belt from the floor and wound it around her wrists so she couldn’t pull them back through.

Her breathing quickened as he did so, the cool leather a stark contrast to her flushed skin. Zack traced a finger down between the valley of her ample breasts, savoring the way she shivered beneath his touch.

"Now, where were we?" he mused, positioning his broad shoulders between her spread thighs.

Dani whimpered at the first swipe of his tongue through her sopping folds, arching into him.

Zack held her down, gripping her undulating hips as he set about ruthlessly devouring her creamy nectar.

Her breaths became ragged, nonsense words dripping from her lips as she tried to squirm against his hold.

But every time she got close, he pulled back, nipping at her lush thighs, suckling on her dark, dusky nipples, denying her until she was sobbing and begging, just to do it all over again.

Occasionally, he ran the head of his cock along her slick folds, teasing her mercilessly, or rubbed at her g-spot with questing fingers.

Dani mewled and cursed, straining against her bonds. "Please, Master," she begged. "I need you."

Zack leaned forward, pressing against her from chest to thigh, his lips brushing her ear. "What do you need, pet? Tell me."

"I need your cock inside me," Dani gasped, her hips bucking futilely. "Please, Master. Fuck me. Use me. Make me yours again."

He lined himself up with her entrance, the head of his cock brushing against her slick folds. "Is this what you want, pet?" he teased, rocking his hips slightly but not penetrating.

"Yes! God, yes!" Dani cried, trying to impale herself on him.

With a growl of approval, Zack gripped her hips and thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. Dani cried out at the sensation, and Zack groaned at the tight, wet heat enveloping him and the exquisite sensation of being joined once more after so long apart.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," Zack grunted, immediately setting a punishing pace. His hips slammed against Dani's reddened ass, the impact sending jolts of pleasure-pain through her body.

Dani clenched her fingers, her knuckles white as she met him thrust for thrust. "Harder," she demanded. "Make me feel it tomorrow."

Zack was more than happy to oblige. He pulled out almost entirely before slamming back in, the force of his thrust pushing Dani up the bed. She gasped, her bound hands straining against the belt as she fought to brace herself.

"Is this what you want?" Zack growled, maintaining his relentless pace. "To be fucked so hard you can't walk straight?"

"Yes!" Dani cried out, her voice breaking on a moan. "God, yes!"

The room filled with the sounds of their coupling - skin slapping against skin, breathless moans, and the creaking of the bed frame. Zack could feel the familiar tightening in his balls, the telltale signs of his impending orgasm. But he was determined to make Dani come first.

Shifting his angle slightly, he reached around to rub tight circles on her clit. Dani's whole body jerked at the added stimulation, a keening cry escaping her lips.

"That's it, pet," Zack encouraged, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Come for me. Let me feel you fall apart."

She pulsed around him, body tensed, her inner walls clenching around Zack's cock as her orgasm crashed over her. She cried out, burying her face in his neck to muffle her screams of ecstasy. The sensation of her pulsing around him was too much.

"Mine," Zack snarled, with a guttural groan, struggling to maintain a smooth pace. His hands gripped her hips bruisingly tight as he finally allowed himself to let go, spilling himself deep inside her.

They collapsed together on the bed, panting heavily. Zack's weight pressed Dani into the mattress, but she didn't seem to mind, so he stayed just like that, intimately pressed into her for long minutes while he caught his breath.

As their breathing slowed and the sweat cooled on their skin, reality began to seep back in.

Zack carefully withdrew from Dani's body, eliciting a small whimper from her. Fuck! He hadn’t used a condom.

Should he say something? Damn it, he was never this reckless.

A man of his wealth knew better… but the thought of Dani, round and swollen with his baby, filled him with a fierce possessiveness that he wasn't ready to examine too closely.

Instead, he untied Dani's wrists, gently massaging the reddened skin where the belt had rubbed, and she looked up at him with wide, vulnerable eyes. "That was..." Dani trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words.

"Yeah," Zack agreed, equally speechless. He rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look at her. The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken questions.

As a kink encounter, it had been tame. Sure, he’d spanked her and bound her wrists, but their past dynamic had been far more intense.

They'd played with impact toys and shibari; restraints that went far beyond a simple belt.

But while the fact that they'd fallen so easily back into their roles spoke volumes about the connection they still shared, the simplicity of this particular scene was somehow steeped in vulnerability.

Zack cleared his throat, suddenly feeling awkward. "Dani, I?—"

"Don't," she interrupted, placing a finger on his lips. "Let's not ruin this moment with talk, okay? We can figure everything out later."

He nodded, relief and disappointment warring within him in equal measure. Part of him wanted to hash everything out right now. The other half wanted to run so he could figure out exactly what it all meant.

In the end, Dani made the decision for him.

She stretched, wincing slightly. "I should probably go clean up," she murmured, not meeting Zack's eyes.

He watched as she slid out of bed, admiring the way the fading sunlight played across her curves. She paused at the bathroom door, glancing back over her shoulder. "You don't have to be here when I get out," she said softly, before disappearing inside.