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see.
    “I want this more than you could know. I’ve dreamed of
having my way with you. Making you beg for my cock, making you mine. Only mine. Say. It .”
    Sounding needy and breathless, she managed, “Only yours.”
    He pinched her nipple as if he was rewarding her answer.
“Good. Now let’s tie you down, kitten. I want to make you purr.”
    His muscles flexed under his tan skin while he retrieved the
forgotten box of goodies from the floor. Strolling through their bedroom door,
he left her line of sight. Cardboard ripped in the next room. She struggled to
catch her breath. Her body hummed, still reeling from his touch and his words.
    It was really happening. She couldn’t believe it. Taking a
few minutes to gather her courage, she walked into the bedroom. Her
black-and-white Vera Wang duvet was turned down. The blinds were closed and a
few of her tea light candles gave off an iridescent glow. The reflections of
the flames danced across the soft-white walls, performing an expert ballet.
Although the scene was beautiful it didn’t compare to the image of Justin,
posed at the end of the bed, waiting to fulfill her desires.
    “Took you long enough.” He smirked.
    She returned his smile, slow at first but it spread across
her face like so many before it.
    “Where do you want me?”
    “I want you to strip. Slowly.”
    She swallowed, trying to alleviate the dryness in her mouth.
Lifting her hands to the top button of her blouse, she began to free herself.
Glad to be getting rid of the fabric. Her skin felt tight and her breasts felt
full and heavy. The peach lace of her bra rubbed against her sensitive nipples.
    Her hands shook, not from nervousness but from eagerness.
His gaze traced the movement of her rising and falling chest. Slipping the
fabric off her shoulders, she let it pool at her feet. Eva’s hands found their
way to the button of her jeans. Sliding the denim over her hips, past her
thighs, then to the floor, she stepped out of them.
    Her face heated at his unabashed stare. She’d been naked in
front of him before but this time it was different. Standing in her matching
panties and bra, she was exposed in a way she never thought could happen. Love
spread through her chest, warming her.
    “God, you’re beautiful. Now take the rest off.”
    Reaching behind, she unclasped her bra and let it slide down
her arms and to the floor. She bent over, putting her generous breasts on
display for his viewing pleasure. Next her peach panties followed the path of
her jeans and found their way to the floor. She righted herself and placed her
hands on her hips, taunting him. His gaze fell to the bare lips of her sex and
he licked his own lips.
    Without meeting her gaze, he stated, “You waxed.”
    “Yes, for you.” Brazen in a way she never had been before,
she walked a hand over her skin to her bare lips. Softly she stroked herself.
Shivering at the contact, already wet. “Do you like it?” she whispered.
    Seeming almost in pain, he ground out, “Oh yeah, I like it a
lot.”
    His gaze traced the movement of her cream-coated fingers as
she brought them to her lips. She sucked them clean. “I’m glad.”
    The restraints were already in place. Her gaze darted
between the Velcro cuffs and his face.
    “You ready?”
    Nodding, she stepped closer to the bed and the object of her
desire.
    “Good. Now, I’m going to test you. I want to see how much
you want and what part is fantasy and what is reality. Come here.”
    More liquid pooled between her legs, readying her body for
things to come. His nostrils flared and his eyes shone with what seemed like
undiluted sexual desire.
    “Stop.”
    Tortuously he revealed what was hiding behind his back—the
black satin blindfold.
    He drew it over her head and darkened her world. Fear of the
unknown flickered in her mind but she fought it. This was Justin. He would
never hurt her.
    With the fear gone, she noticed how arousing her mysterious
world became. Without her sight, every