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The thrills that went through her belly
caused a spiral straight to that place between her thighs. Even
after all of these years, she knew him well enough that she didn’t
have to question what he just said. Zach Nikas didn’t say anything
he didn’t mean.

“I guess we aren’t waiting for the weekend at
the resort,” she said softly.

“This will make that weekend all the more
exciting.” He grasped her hair in his hand and pulled her hair
back, causing her to gasp. “Are you sure you want to be here with
me tonight, Christy? Last chance.”

“I want to stay.” She winced at the harshness
of how hard he had pulled her hair. Yet at the same time it had a
good sting to it.

And the mastery in the movement… He was
already taking control of her and it turned her on so that her skin
felt on fire.

He brought her to him for a hard kiss,
nothing like the gentle reunion of moments before. This was harsh,
forceful. He pinched her nipples hard through her dress and bit her
lower lip, causing tears to sting her eyes.

She loved it.

The kiss was wild, hungry. He reached behind
her and drew down the zipper of her dress. It fell in a silken
caress down her body and around her feet, leaving her in her black
bra and matching panties along with thigh-high silk stockings and
her high heels.

He grabbed her by her ass and brought their
bodies flush together. His cock was hard against her belly and
knowing that he was as turned on as she was, sent an ache between
her thighs. She held onto his biceps, digging her fingers in as if
to hold on for safety from a coming storm. He moved his hand to the
clasp of her bra and unfastened it.

Heat warmed her as he stepped away and took
her bra with him and then he tossed it on the couch. He cupped her
breasts and she sucked in her breath as he pinched her nipples
again, harder this time, and she bit her lower lip to hold back a
cry.

“Take off your heels.” He stepped back and
crossed his arms over his chest. “Now, Christy.”

He looked serious and she knew she had better
do what he told her to. She hurried to remove her heels. When she
straightened, he said, “Take off your panties.” She slipped them
off and stepped out of them, leaving her in only stockings. “Now
your stockings. Hand them to me.”

A heady thrill caused her to shiver as he
watched her with his dark eyes. They told her nothing, but the
intensity of his expression made her obey.

Focusing on Zach, she slowly pushed down one
stocking in a sensual movement. She could tell her teasing was
working as his jaw tightened and his eyes seem to grow darker than
they already were. She eased it over her foot then handed the
stocking to him.

“Faster this time.” His words came out
dangerously low and she felt the urge to obey.

She hurried to take off the other stocking
and gave it to him. He took her by her upper arms and turned her so
that she was facing away from him, then pulled her wrists behind
her back. She felt the silk of her stockings as he wrapped one
around each of her wrists and tied it securely.

“Last chance.” He rested his hands on her
shoulders and moved his mouth to her ear. “Unless you’ve changed
your mind, from this point on, you’re mine.”

Her heart beat a little faster. “Yes.”

“Tell me you’re mine.” He brought her up
close, her back up against his chest, and he pulled back her head
again by her hair. “I want to hear it.”

“I’m yours.” Something like electricity
sizzled through her as she spoke. He had her head pulled back so
far that she could see his eyes as he looked down at her. He
suddenly looked dark and dangerous.

“Yes,” he said in a way that made her shiver.
“You are mine.”

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Jaymie Holland

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“When I was dating whatshisname,” Roni said.
“I discovered something about myself.”

“What’s that?” John asked.

“I get excited when I experience fear.” As
she said the words, his expression didn’t change but she felt a
subtle shift in something in the air. “Not crazy stuff… But fear.
Including being out of control to someone.

“I didn’t know the congressman well when we
first played,” she continued. “I got the taste of being out of
control to someone that I barely knew.”

“Is it something you think of often?” he
asked.

“I do.” She nodded. “When it’s someone I
don’t know well, it is a different type of excitement that is
amazing. As you get to know someone in the right relationship, the
submission gets better, but that certain excitement and fear from
the early times can’t be recreated the same way. That might sound
crazy, and some would say it is dangerous.” She raised her hands.
“There you have it. True confessions.”

Yes, she was drawn to it. She wanted the
feeling that she thought about alone in her bed. She wanted to
experience that excitement now and she wanted it from John.

“Stay here.” She set her bottle on an end
table as an idea—a rather naughty idea—came to her, and she stood
again. “I’ll be right back.”

She hurried to her garage where she found
packages of new rope and then went back inside and handed the
packages to John. He took them with a wary look in his eyes.

“I want you to show me how well you know how
to use rope.” She stood and held out her wrists. “Come on. Put your
money where your mouth is.”

He stood and suddenly he seemed so tall and
almost intimidating. Giving this man, a virtual stranger, some rope
and letting him tie her up… She might as well be offering herself
up as a sacrifice to the gods.

It was crazy what she was doing but she
trusted her instincts. They had always served her well in the past.
Okay, there was the congressman, Mr. Cheating Dickhead, but he had
introduced her to KC so that had worked out just fine. She had only
gone to a couple of the club’s events with him, but they had been
exciting and fun.

She kept her arms outstretched, her wrists in
front of her as he took a rope out of one of the packages. He
clasped her wrists in his hand and jerked her close to him, so
close that she could feel his body heat, smell his masculine scent
and her heart started pounding in a rapid beat.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” His
heated expression was doing dangerous things to her body. “Once I
start, I don’t stop.”

She loved the way he said it, the power in
his voice, and the meaning in his words. Yes, she wanted this.

She shivered with excitement, she said, “I
know I do.”

Instead of tying her wrists in front of her,
he turned her around and took both of them behind her.

She bit her lower lip as she felt him making
secure cuffs out of the rope, wrapping it around each wrist so that
the cuffs were about two inches wide. He pulled at her hands,
testing the rope and she felt how snug and secure they were
tied.

Fear mixed with excitement as he began tying
her arms at the elbows behind her so tightly that they were almost
touching. Her arms started aching but she didn’t complain—she loved
how he was taking control.

When he finished he gripped her shoulders.
“So you like fear do you?” He gave a low laugh close to her ear
that sent chills through her. “Well, you’re getting what you asked
for.”

She swallowed as more chills rolled through
her.

“I can show you fear.” He slid his hands
around her throat and lightly squeezed. “I could do anything to you
right now. Isn’t that right?”

She swallowed, her breathing quickening as he
increased pressure. “Yes.” She had to gasp the word.

He kept his hold on her neck and lowered his
head and kissed her. It was a hard kiss, fierce and primal. It made
her head feel like it was spinning.

When he broke the kiss he met her gaze, fire
in his eyes “You tend to talk too much.” He kept the pressure even
as she nodded. “I’m going to fix that.”

He picked up the additional rope then hooked
his arm around her neck and drew her backward toward her room. When
he reached her room, he kept his arm around her neck as he set the
rope on top of her dresser then searched her upper drawer. He
pulled something out and caressed it along her cheek to her mouth.
She felt the silky softness of one of her panties as he moved it
over her lips. He forced the panties into her mouth and secured
them with more rope.

She looked up at him as he turned her around
to face him. An almost exhilarating sense of fear shot through her
when she saw the look in his eyes.

He brought his palms to her breasts and her
eyes widened at the dark sensuality in his expression. The heat of
his hands traveled through the satiny material and her nipples
tightened.

“I think this is why you flashed your breasts
at me.” He began massaging them as his gaze held hers. “I think you
had every intention of seducing me.” He grabbed her long hair and
her scalp stung as he jerked her head back. “Isn’t that true?”

Her head was back so far and so tightly that
she couldn’t nod or shake her head. With her arms pulled back like
they were it caused her chest to thrust out. He lowered his head
and cupped her breast with his free hand as he brought his mouth to
her nipple.

She gasped behind the gag. It felt so
wonderful with his hot mouth sucking her nipple and wetting the
fabric. He moved his hand to her other breasts and sucked that
nipple, too.

When he raised his head, he jerked her hard
against him and she felt his rigid erection against her belly. “I
want to fuck you, and there isn’t anything you can do about it if
you wanted to.” He lowered is mouth to her ear. “But we both know
that’s exactly what you want.”

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Jaymie Holland

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Adam smiled to himself. Some quality time
together could lead to some fun activities later. He took her hand
as they walked together to the parking lot where he led her to his
truck. When they reached the passenger door, he paused and she
looked up at him.

He cupped her cheeks in his palms and lowered
his head so that his mouth hovered over hers. Her lips parted and
he brought his mouth slowly down. She gave a soft little moan as he
nipped her lip before sliding his tongue into her mouth.

Adam groaned as she kissed him back. Her kiss
was almost tentative, as if she wasn’t sure what she was doing, and
that turned him on even more.

He drew her tight up against him and she
moaned again. She tasted sweet, her body soft against his.

When he drew away from the kiss, Casey looked
up at him, her eyes wide. Her lips glistened with moisture beneath
the parking lot lights.

Adam brushed the back of his hand over her
cheek. “Ready to go?”

Casey drew her shoulders back. “Yes.”

They both climbed into the truck and she
smiled at him as he started the truck and put it into gear, and
headed for the bar.

When they pulled up to the parking spaces in
front of the bar, Adam frowned. The place was closed and it looked
like permanently.

“So much for McKelly’s,” he said.

She looked disappointed. “Guess that’s it for
the night.”

“It doesn’t have to be.” Adam moved close to
her. “We can have a drink or coffee at my place. I live in
Scottsdale, about twenty-five minutes from here.”

Casey paused and her lips pursed in
consideration. Her lips were so damned sexy. He couldn’t wait to
kiss her again.

“Okay,” she finally said and took a deep
breath. “I’ll go with you. Just give me your address so I can text
it to my sister.”

Adam’s house was beautiful, Casey thought.
His automotive business apparently did well, really well. Nerves
tightened her belly as he let her into the house. She jumped as he
closed the door behind her.

She had sent Jett a text when they left
McKelly’s and then again when they arrived in front of Adam’s
house.

The entire time he held her hand she felt
warm sensations in her belly. Was he really into kink? Curiosity
made her bite her lower lip. Did she want to find out?

Yes.

Casey followed him and enjoyed the view. He
had a nice, tight ass and the leather pants showed it off
perfectly. His back was muscular, his triceps well defined. A
fantasy spun through her mind of seeing him naked and touching his
hard body. Everywhere.

The house was spacious with overstuffed
couches, a recliner, and solid wood furniture that included a
coffee table, end tables, and a sofa table. He went to the corner
and she realized he had a wet bar.

He raised a bottle of white wine. “Wine or
something stronger?”

“How about a rum and Coke?” She needed to
relax, to not be so keyed up.

“You’ve got it.” Her masked man drew out a
bottle of rum and a can of Coke. “I think I’ll make it two.”

She neared him and watched the play of
muscles in his forearms as he filled two highball glasses with the
soda and two shots of rum each.

Casey raised her eyebrows. “Don’t you think
that’s a bit much?”

He smiled. Damn, his smile was so sexy. “Do
you want me to make another one with less rum?”

“No.” She could use a little extra to bolster
her courage. The more she was here, the more she considered how
much she wanted him. “This is fine.”

Adam handed her the glass and she tipped it
and swallowed. Her eyes watered a little from how strong the drink
was. Warmth traveled down her throat to her belly where it heated
her through.

They moved to the couch and Adam had her sit
close to him. His body felt warm and hard next to hers and she
imagined what it would feel like to see that body… Completely
naked.