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widened, "Yes, Officer."
    "And wipe that grin off your face!" she snapped. She was tempted to giggle as she chastised him, but held it down. Dammit, she wanted to stay in character; at least for the first few minutes.
    "Sorry Officer," he made his way over to the bed and flopped down onto it, his hands behind his head. While the grin was gone she could tell he was fighting hard to keep it from creeping back onto his lips.
    Keeping her expression stern she marched over to the bed, handcuffs dangling from her fingertips and hopped on, swinging a leg over him and straddling his waist. Her naked pussy, which was already becoming wet with her desire, settled onto his bare stomach and his breath hitched as she settled onto him.
    "May I ask why I'm about to be interrogated, Officer?" he asked, raising a brow at her.
    "I'll be the one asking the questions, Agent Rivers. Are we clear?" She suppressed a moan as she reached over him, her nipples grazing his chest through the fabric. She grabbed his first wrist and slapped the cuff onto it. She then hooked the chain around the bedpost above his head before cuffing his second wrist
    "Yes, Ma'am. But, just so we're clear. In terms of the wager, if I am forcibly seduced the win automatically goes to me."
    Nikki had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the thought of Grant being - as he called it - forcibly seduced. "I assure you, Agent Rivers I will have you begging to be forcibly seduced," she whispered in is ear as she finished securing his wrists.
    He chuckled softly and struggled half-heartedly against the restraints.
    Sitting back up, she peered down at him, his hands secure above his head. He was all hers, to do with as she pleased. She liked that idea - a lot. She ran her hands up his chest and the muscles rippled under her fingertips. There were so many scars on his beautiful torso that it tore at her heart. Gunshot wounds, long angry welts from the whip that had torn at his flesh, among various other scars. She closed her eyes and the memories of him being strung up, and the whip tearing into his flesh appeared in her mind's eye, causing her to shudder. I have to stop thinking about it! she chastised herself.
    " Nik ? Nikki?" Grant's concerned voice brought her back to the present as she opened her eyes and looked down into his concerned grey ones. He pulled against the restraints, clearly aching to touch her and pull her to him.
    "I'm okay," she whispered giving him a reassuring smile as she stretched out over him, and placed a tender kiss on the side of his neck.
    He groaned. " Nik , I'm concerned..."
    "I'm fine," she muttered as she kissed her way across his collarbone to his chest. "So where are we going tomorrow, Agent Rivers?"
    He chuckled. "I told you. You'll know when we get on the plane."
    "I want to know now ," she persisted, she as sat up on him, and wiggled herself down his body so she could undo his jeans. With the button undone, she unzipped the fly and yanked his jeans down quickly followed by his boxer briefs, exposing his thick, hard shaft to her.
    "Patience is a virtue," he chided.
    "Uh-huh." she kissed her way slowly down his chest to his stomach. He hissed through clenched teeth as she got closer to his groin. Once she reached his dick she stopped and sat upright on him. She assumed that by grasping or taking his cock into her mouth or hand, Grant would consider that being forcibly seduced and she'd lose the wager.
    Sitting up on her knees she grabbed the peak of the hat and pulled it off. Removing the pin from her hair she shook it loose. Her hair cascaded down her back in long, dark waves. His eyes darkened and he swallowed hard. She could see in his expression that he was straining for control.
    "You know we can end this now," she gripped the hem of the skirt and lifted it up her thighs so her pussy peeked out from under it, "and this could be yours. Just ask for the keys to the cuffs and tell me where we're going tomorrow."
    Raising a brow at her, he