Losing Control

Taboo: Losing Control Jaymie Holland

Copyright 2011 Jaymie Holland

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Losing Control

Adam Wright overhears a woman talking about her sexual fantasies…fantasies of giving up complete control to a man of her dreams. When he hears Casey’s plans to attend a masquerade party—dressed in a tight latex cat woman costume—he knows exactly what he’s going to do. Meet her at the party and win her over. He has a strong advantage over her in that he knows what she wants and he knows how to give it. Tonight Adam will take control of Casey’s pleasure and give her a night full of lust and passion. He has everything he needs to introduce her to what she wants…restraints, blindfolds, collars, paddles and many other toys. Casey Sanders shows up to the party in her tight latex costume and finds herself overwhelmingly attracted and intrigued by a mystery man hidden behind a leather mask. She becomes enthralled by him and before she has time to think, she finds herself in Adam’s home and on her knees. But it’s not enough. Adam plans on more than one night with Casey…now all he has to do is convince her.

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

“Peanut butter ice cream with little peanut butter cups, and swirls of chocolate fudge and peanut butter.” Casey Sanders licked her spoon, letting the last of the ice cream melt over her tongue. Her spoon rattled as she set it on the small metal table next to the paper cup. “The world’s best dessert.” Jett screwed up her face as she leaned back in the chair in the ice cream shop, her black hair swinging over her shoulder. “Blech. Peanut butter.” “Sacrilege!” Casey crumpled her paper napkin into a ball and threw it at her older sister. “Peanut butter rules. It is the perfect food.” “You’re delusional.” Jett caught the napkin ball and set it on the table. “Ready for the masquerade ball at Donatello’s tonight?” Casey pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder and sighed. It felt like lead lined her belly as she thought about what had happened only hours ago. “Steve dumped me this morning— said he found someone new. A model.” “What?” Jett leaned forward. “The idiot did what?” “And he did it over the phone.” Casey straightened her backbone. She wasn’t going to cry over Steve—that piece of garbage. “Didn’t even have the guts to tell me in person.” “That jerk.” Jett frowned and tapped her fingers on the table. “You’re still going to the party, right?” “I don’t know.” Casey shrugged. “Not sure I want to see Steve and some super-thinincredibly beautiful woman.” Casey shopped in the women’s department…the new girlfriend was probably a size zero. “You are beautiful. And it’s time you accepted that fact.” Jett pointed at Casey and shook her finger. “As far as this party, you have been waiting for it. Don’t let him ruin your fun. Get out there and show the dolt you could care less about him.” “Yeah.” Casey sat up straighter in her chair. “Who’s he to ruin my night?” “Good.” Jett leaned back in her seat. “What are you going as?” Casey pretended she was snapping a whip. “I’m going as a Dominatrix.”

Jett raised her brows. “So now you’re into tying up and spanking men?” “No, I’m not really going as a Dominatrix.” She’d rather be the one tied up and spanked. Instead of elaborating on that, she said, “I’m wearing a black latex Cat Woman suit.” “Kink.” Jett gave a nod, a knowing look in her eyes that were the same blue as Casey’s. “You’ve been holding out on me.” Casey felt the beginnings of a flush creeping over her. It was true, she was really curious about kink and wanted to try it. “It’s just a masquerade party,” she said, wishing she hadn’t said the word “Dominatrix.” Maybe she’d been wrong to choose a latex suit, even if it was Cat Woman. Latex hit too close to her kinky fantasies, but it wasn’t something she wanted to talk about with her sister. Which was weird since she told her sister everything else that went on in her life. “Uh-huh.” Jett leaned forward, her arms resting on the table. “I know that look, Casey. You find it a little more than just dress up.” “As if.” Casey hurried to turn the conversation away from her own fantasies. “Aren’t you the one who likes playing tie-up with your handyman?” “Scarves, no whips or chains.” Jett gave a brilliant smile. The first time she’d met him, Jett had fallen for the handyman who’d come to do a little fixing up around the house. Apparently it had been a job well done—Jett had been with the man for over six months now. “What’s the fun in no whips or chains?” Casey almost clapped her hand over her mouth but managed to restrain herself. Jett laughed and gave a grin. “Spill, sis. You can tell me.” Casey took a deep breath. Why the hell not? “I think it would be fun to play tie-up games.” So much for not talking with her sister about it. “And I think it would be fun to play with different kinds of ‘toys’. I really want to try that stuff.” Jett didn’t laugh, just tilted her head to the side. “You’ve never done any of that before?” “Steve was a dud and so was Bradley.” Casey shook her head. “But I’ve read about it. There’s this author, Cheyenne McCray, who has kinky play experiences in some of her books. After reading those I researched stuff on the internet, too.” “Like what?” Jett bounced her leg that was crossed over the other. Casey rubbed her arms with both hands, the chill of the ice cream shop suddenly giving her goose bumps. “I dunno.” She lowered her voice. “Cuffs and rope, maybe a blindfold. Even plugs sound like fun.” “Butt plugs and dildos? Wow.” Jett said. “How about a gag?” “Shhh,” Casey said in a whisper. “Don’t say it so loud.” She paused. “But yes, I think it

would be fun to try all of that stuff.” Jett grinned again. “My kinky baby sister.” “Hey, I haven’t even tried it,” Casey said with a laugh. “But you will,” Jett added as if it was a foreordained happening. “About going as Cat Woman,” Casey said. “Can you help me into the suit? It’ll take two of us.” She scrunched her nose. “Oh, do you have some baby powder? It makes it easier to get latex on and I forgot to buy some.” “Yes to both.” Jett crossed her legs at her knees and leaned back in her chair. “How do you know so much about latex?” “I bought the suit from a fetish shop,” Casey said. “The saleswoman told me what to do.” Jett cocked a brow. “Oh, really?” Ready to change the subject, Casey said, “Did you get a chance to see Mom this weekend?” “Yes.” Jett smiled. “Isn’t her flower garden beautiful?” “Gorgeous,” Casey said. “One of you ladies dropped this.” Casey glanced up. Her lips parted and a ringing started in her ears as she met the smoky green eyes of a total stranger. Eyes that were focused on her. She’d never seen someone so delicious that her throat went dry just looking at him. Instantly she wanted to slide her fingers through his short brown hair… Trail her fingers along the harsh planes of his features… Rub her palms over his well-defined biceps and chest that his blue work shirt couldn’t hide, on down to the flat planes of his abdomen. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, the hairs on his forearms golden against his tanned skin. His faded Levis fit him perfectly and as she stared at him she imagined what it would be like having his trim hips between her thighs. A slow smile curved the corner of his mouth and Casey’s cheeks flamed hot yet again. Had he just heard her talking about whips and chains and butt plugs? Casey realized he was holding something out. It was her credit card. She must have dropped it after paying for her ice cream. As she took it from him, their fingers brushed. Casey’s eyes widened as tingles raced down her arm. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” He had the sexiest voice she’d ever heard. He smiled again then turned away. She glanced at her sister. “Wow.” Jett leaned forward in her chair. “You should introduce

yourself to Mr. Tall-Dark-And-Oh-My-God.” That certainly described him. Casey brought her attention back to the man—but he had already left the ice cream shop. The disappointment that flowed through Casey surprised her, yet didn’t. How could any woman not be disappointed when it came to a hunk of a man like that? She’d never see him again which was really too bad. Really, really too bad.

Chapter 2

Adam Wright cleansed grease from his hands in the industrial sink. After lunch and a quick stop at the ice cream shop, he’d returned to his automotive shop in Phoenix and finished overhauling the engine he’d been dealing with. The entire time he’d worked on the engine he thought about the cute blonde with all of the perfectly rounded curves he’d seen at the ice cream shop. By the way she had looked at him, she’d obviously been as interested in him as he’d been in her. The brunette had called her Casey, and Casey was going to be at the masquerade ball at Donatello’s tonight as Cat Woman. Perfect. Adam dried his hands off on a clean shop towel, imagining all that black latex and a sexy blonde squeezed into it. He’d been sitting behind them, listening to their conversation about how much Casey wanted to experience tie-up games, gags, and even butt plugs. He’d been so turned on that he’d had to wait until his cock wasn’t so hard when he stood. Thinking of that pretty thing restrained and all was such a hot thought. Of course when the blonde’s fingers had touched his when he’d handed her the credit card, his cock had hardened all over again and he’d had to leave before anyone noticed. “Up for playing some hoops later this evening, boss?” John broke into Adam’s thoughts as he came out of the back room. “Or do you have a hot Friday night planned?” Adam bumped fists with his friend. “Something like that.” “I envy you, brother.” John dug his keys out of his pocket and waited as Adam closed up shop. “I’ve been on a long dry spell. If she has any single, good-looking friends, let me know.” “You bet.” Adam shook his head and smiled. John was always out to get laid. For John, a dry spell was anything over two weeks. John climbed into his yellow ’69 ’Vette while Adam unlocked his black Chevy Silverado. John buzzed down his window then leaned out as Adam opened the door of his truck. “We on for tomorrow morning?” John asked.

“Yep.” Adam settled in his seat, the door still open. “Be at the track at seven.” “You’re crazy.” John shook his head. “Too early for a run on a Saturday, man.” “Just get your lame, lazy ass down there.” Adam said with a grin. John saluted him, buzzed up his window, and drove out of the parking lot. His tires spit gravel as the ’Vette sped out into rush hour traffic. Adam headed home, looking forward to Friday night more than he had in a very long time.

Dressed all in black with a black leather half-mask that covered him down to his nose, Adam walked into Donatello’s and into the thick of the masquerade ball. He paid the cover charge then started searching the semi-darkened nightclub for Cat Woman. Even if she was masked he’d recognize very well endowed figure, which was sexy as hell. Lights flashed and music pulsed as Adam pushed his way through the crowd of party goers at the edge of the dance floor. The room already reeked of sweat, spilled beer, and too many perfumes. The wood-bladed fans overhead recycled the stale air. Adam passed by a couple dressed as a salt and a pepper shaker, on past Julius Caesar, Marie Antoinette, Snow White with a slew of dwarves, and Cleopatra. Some guy who was in a giant hot dog costume bumped into Adam but he ignored the guy and continued to look for the blonde. It was crowded, but Adam was a patient man and always got what he came for. And he’d come for Casey. It was her gorgeous ass covered in black latex that he spotted first. Damn but he loved a woman in tight latex. Of course he loved women just as much when they weren’t wearing a thing. For a moment he watched her, dragging his gaze up her form. She had her back to him and he checked her out, starting at the high heeled black boots, on up her sexy legs to the ass that he wanted to squeeze. He kept his gaze focused on her, waiting for her to turn around. When she did, it was well worth the wait. The skin-tight latex hugged her curves. The cat suit was cut in a V in the front, and went down just enough to show some fine cleavage. From there all he had to do was pull down the zipper and free her breasts. The Cat Woman mask was so damned hot. It was an amazing outfit. He strode through the crowd toward her, ready to take control.

“Just look at him.” Jett had to raise her voice to be heard over the throbbing music. Her pretty mouth scowled as she looked in Steve’s direction. He was on the other side of the dance floor, dressed as a medieval king and the model he was with easily had the look of a queen. They weren’t exactly acting like royalty the way they had their hands all over one another. “Such a creep.” Casey turned away. The fact that he’d dumped her so callously and now was publicly all over another woman, made her chest hurt. She hadn’t been in love with him but she’d liked him. Liked him a lot. How wrong she’d been. Jett glanced up at her handyman boyfriend, Noah, who owned a construction company and was dressed tonight as a construction worker. He sure hadn’t gone to great lengths to find a costume. Although there was a good chance Jett had asked him to go as a handyman since that was how they’d met. Her sister looked absolutely gooey in love. A twinge of envy pinched Casey’s heart. As she adjusted her French maid apron Jett returned her gaze to Casey. “Better to find out now than later.” “No kidding.” Casey ran her palm down her belly, enjoying the feel of her touch through the latex. The cat suit fit perfectly and she looked damned good if she said so herself. The zippered front that was just below her cleavage was daring, and it made her feel deliciously naughty to have so much of her cleavage exposed. Noah shook his head. “He’s an idiot, Casey, for dumping you. Want me to kick his ass?” “Sure.” Casey laughed, knowing that Noah was kidding. The idea was appealing, though. “Too bad you didn’t get a chance to meet that guy in the ice cream shop.” Jett waved the feather duster that went with her costume. “You could have invited him tonight.” “Maybe I should start hanging out in the ice cream shop to see if he comes around again.” Casey patted her butt. “Unfortunately, I don’t think my rear end would appreciate all of the extra calories that would be involved.” “I hear that,” said Jett, who could eat anything. “Uh-huh.” Casey rolled her eyes. “You need to enjoy that cat suit,” Jett said. “Do you see all the guys staring at you?” Casey shook her head. “They’re looking at you in your cute French maid costume.” It was Jett’s turn to roll her eyes. “You need to have more confidence in yourself. You’re gorgeous and that cat suit flaunts it.” Then she grinned. “Besides, it took forever to get you into that thing. Latex is hard to get into.” “You’re telling me.” Casey had worried about having to go to the bathroom once she had

the thing on, but fortunately there was a hidden zippered section at the crotch. Problem solved. A tingling sensation rushed up and down her spine. She glanced to her left and her stomach pitched as she caught her breath. A man was coming through the semi-darkness of the nightclub, and he was staring right at her. Lights flashed across his body as he came in her direction. A tight black stretchy nylon muscle shirt showed off the power in his biceps and the broadness of his chest. The leather pants he wore were so hot and fit him well. The hood that covered half his face made him seem mysterious… His eyes looked piercing, intense, but playful, too. She wished she could see the color of them but it was too dark in the club. Before she had time to catch her breath, he reached her. He studied her for a long moment and she couldn’t think of a thing to say. Then his voice was deep with sensuality as he said, “Dance with me.”

Chapter 3

A tingling started in Casey’s belly and her face and body flushed with heat. It was the raw sensuality in his voice that had her body reacting in ways it shouldn’t have with a complete stranger—a masked one at that. Was it possible she knew this man? “Come.” He inclined his head toward the dance floor. “I’ve always wanted to dance with Cat Woman.” Casey glanced at Jett and Noah who were both eyeing the stranger, looking like they were sizing him up. “Be right back,” Casey said. “You don’t know the guy.” Jett leaned in and spoke in Casey’s ear. “The man looks kind of dangerous.” Noah swatted Jett’s butt. She yelped as he said, “Casey’s a big girl.” Jett had always been overprotective of her little sister. Casey smiled and gave a little wave as she let the stranger take her hand in his callused one, and he led her onto the dance floor. Her hand tingled and more sensation zipped straight to her belly. Casey felt herself trembling. What was it about this masked man that made her blood boil with a heat that felt like fire was burning her veins? Because he’s freaking hot, that’s why, Casey told herself. What red-blooded woman wouldn’t be attracted to him? And the hood was so hot and sexy, and mysterious. Judging by the strong jaw and the well-cut, firm and very kissable lips, she couldn’t imagine him being anything but hot. She supposed her imagination would have to do. When they were in the middle of the crowd, he took her in his arms for the slow song that was playing. Damn, she hadn’t even noticed that it was a slow tune. It was too soon to be so close to a stranger. She started to draw back, but he leaned down and murmured in her ear. “What’s your name? Or would you prefer Cat?” He smelled so good, a masculine scent that filled her as she inhaled. His warm breath

against her ear sent a shiver through her. “Casey.” “Adam,” he said. “You are one hot woman, Casey.” She liked the way her name sounded as he said it. Maybe it shouldn’t have sent a thrill through her, because he was a total stranger, but it did. “What are you supposed to be?” Casey asked. The timber of Adam’s laugh was sexy as hell. “A Dom.” Somehow it didn’t surprise her. “As in kink?” He gave a nod. “What about you, Casey? Do you enjoy a little kink now and then?” Her cheeks grew hot again. “I’ve never tried it.” Adam leaned in close and murmured in her ear. “You should give it a go. I think you’d enjoy it.” He drew back a little and moved his gaze over her. “A woman who enjoys latex would have fun with some kink in her life.” Desperate to change the subject, Casey said, “Did you come with a friend?” Adam shook his head. “I came alone.” He glanced around the room. “With all of the masks, can’t tell if I know anyone here.” He focused his attention on her again. “What about you? Did you come with the French maid and the handyman?” “My sister and her boyfriend,” she said. “But no, I didn’t come with them. I drove myself and met them here.” As soon as she said it she realized she shouldn’t have told a stranger that she’d come alone. What was wrong with her? Maybe because it felt so natural being in his arms. Odd, but she didn’t ever remember feeling like this with a man before now. How could she feel so comfortable with someone she didn’t know? Someone who was likely into kink? As one song melded into another, Adam didn’t seem inclined to leave the dance floor and neither did she. They would dance and talk, and talk and dance. They talked about family and friends—he had two sisters and two brothers, all of whom lived in the Phoenix metro area. She told him she worked retail, but not where, and learned that he owned an automotive shop, which explained the calluses on his hands. Soon they knew each other’s favorite foods and found that they both loved ice cream with peanut butter and chocolate in it. A man after her own heart. She was completely taken by him and she couldn’t look away from his piercing eyes. Adam was all man. So mysterious looking, but such an amazing personality. He was fun and intimidating yet calming at the same time. It wasn't just the mask, it was how he carried himself, his very presence.

He drew her in, the total mystery of who he was. His laugh, his voice, everything that was a part of him. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted him now. Casey, down girl. What are you thinking? Settle down. Before she knew it, the crowd was starting to melt away. “What time is it?” she asked Adam. He glanced at a watch on his wrist. “Almost closing time.” “Midnight?” Casey said. “Much longer and I’ll turn into a pumpkin.” Adam laughed. She loved it when she made him laugh. “How would you like to get a drink at McKelly’s downtown before the one o’clock drinking curfew? We can take my truck.” She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t want the night to end. “I’d like that.” She surprised herself with tinkering with thoughts of crossing lines she had not before. “Casey.” Jett’s voice came from behind her and she saw her sister with Noah. “Are you ready to leave?” “Jett, Noah,” Casey motioned them closer. “This is Adam.” Then she turned to Adam. “This is my sister, Jett, who I was telling you about, and her boyfriend, Noah.” Jett inclined her head toward Adam and Noah shook his hand. The men looked like they were sizing each other up. A pair of the remaining dancers bumped into Casey and she stumbled. Adam steadied her by grasping her upper arm. “Well?” Jett said. “Ready, Casey?” She shook her head. “Adam and I are going out for a drink at McKelly’s on Central. He’s driving and I’m going to leave my car here.” Jett drew Casey away from Adam and Noah and murmured in her ear. “You don’t even know this guy.” “We’ve talked a lot,” Casey said. “And I want to get to know him better.” “Don’t be naive.” Jett frowned. “He’s a stranger.” It was Casey’s turn to frown. “Jett, I’m a big girl.” She waved her hands. “Hell, I’ve been dating strange men from internet dating sites.” Which was where she’d met Steve. “I’ve got good instincts.” Well, except for Steve, but at least he hadn’t been dangerous. “We’ll go with you.” Jett had a determined expression. “No.” The emphasis Casey put on the word made Jett lean back with surprise. “I just want to spend some time with him alone and get to know him better.” Jett raised her hands. “Okay, okay.” Then she dug her cell phone out of her bra. Casey had

hers beside her breast in her latex suit. “Keep your cell on. I’m going to check in with you. You’d better text me your every move.” Casey rolled her eyes. “If that’s what it takes to leave us alone.” “That’s what it takes.” Jett glanced at Adam and back to Casey. “Do you even know what he looks like? Has he taken off that hood?” Shaking her head, Casey said. “Probably at the bar.” She smiled. “It’s been fun and mysterious.” “Well I think he should take it off now.” Jett put her hands on her hips. With a frown, Casey pointed to the door of the club. “I can take care of myself, okay?” For a moment Jett didn’t say anything then she sighed. “All right. But you text me when you’re done drinking at the bar. I want to know where you are at all times.” Casey kissed her sister on the cheek. “Okay.” Jett turned and went up to Adam. “Hurt my sister and I’ll hunt you down. There’s nowhere you can hide from me.” “Goodbye.” Casey gently pushed her sister toward the door. “Okay, okay.” Jett raised her hands. “But call me if you need me and don’t forget to text.” “Gotcha,” Casey said. She and Adam watched them leave. They faced each other again. “So do I get to see what’s under that mask?” He winked. “I think you like the mystery. You’ll see me when the time is right,” he added and laughed. She loved that laugh. “Okay.” She let him take her hand and he walked beside her, except when they had to squeeze through what was left of the crowd and then he led. She had the feeling he was always in control, in whatever he did.

Chapter 4

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. Mmmmm. Casey took another drink of her rum and Coke. “Where is your automotive shop?” she asked as she brought her glass down.

“Near the ASU campus in Tempe.” He slowly stroked her shoulder. “Same here,” Casey said after she took another drink. “I mean I work in that area. I manage a small bookstore on Mill Avenue.” “Jam’s Second Hand Books?” he asked. “That’s it.” The rum and coke was really starting to work its magic. She started to feel relaxed and more at ease. She went to take another drink and found that she had drained the glass. He took the glass and set it on an end table. “You may have gone through that a little fast.” “Are you really into kink?” She blurted the words out then mentally chastised herself. He considered her for a moment. “Would it scare you away if I said yes?” Casey shook her head. “Not at all.” Butterflies danced in her belly as she looked up into his brilliant green eyes. They were beautiful. She felt like she’d seen those eyes before tonight… Could she have met Adam before? Who did she know who had such green, green eyes? But then she wasn’t thinking about his eyes anymore. She was thinking about his lips and how good they felt when he’d kissed her in the parking lot. Adam got to his feet and took her hand and helped her stand. He brought her closer to him then slid his hands over her latex-covered hips and grabbed her ass and squeezed her to him, tight. She gasped when she felt his erection, huge against her belly. It sent excitement through her as well as a tiny amount of trepidation. Her heart pounded and her throat grew dry as he looked at her. “You’re beautiful, Casey.” She placed her palms on his chest and ran her tongue along her lower lip. “How do you know? Under this mask I could be hideous.” “No…” Adam smiled and shook his head. “You are a beautiful, sexy, amazing woman.” Casey caught her breath as he lowered his head and moved his lips over hers in a soft and sensual movement. She moaned as his kiss lit up her senses, driving her wild with need. She slid her palms up to his neck and touched his hood with her fingertips. She tasted rum and Coke on his tongue, but he also had a distinctly masculine taste that she loved. She drank in his scent, filling her body with it as they kissed. His mouth was warm over hers, his tongue darting into her mouth and then he softly bit her lip and it made her cry out with want and need. Adam moved his hands from her ass and his palms slid up over the latex to her breasts. He pinched her nipples and she gave a little cry when he pinched them, feeling a small burst of pain

before pleasure. He kissed her with more depth and pinched her nipples even harder. When he raised his head and she looked into his eyes, Casey’s breath came out in shallow pants. She touched the mask where it covered his cheek. “I want to see you.” A sexy smile crept over his face. “Soon enough.” “Do I know you?” She licked her lips again. “Your voice doesn’t sound familiar. The only thing that looks remotely familiar about you is your eyes. But I don’t remember anyone who has eyes like yours.” “Don’t worry, Casey.” He slid his fingers into her hair and cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”

Chapter 5

The funny thing was, she believed him. She believed he would take care of her. “Okay,” Casey said and he smiled. She wished she could see his face but it was so erotic with him hidden behind a mask, a man of mystery. “Will you stay tonight?” He rubbed her shoulders with both hands. She bit her lower lip. It was one thing to let him show her a little kink, another to spend the night. But inside she knew that more than anything, she wanted to stay. “Yes,” she said. “But I have to let Jett know. I promised her.” Adam brushed his lips over hers. “Yes, tell her.” Casey sent Jett a text and got one right back. Even though she wasn’t happy about Casey staying the night with Adam, Jett agreed to pick her up in the morning and bring her a fresh change of clothes before work. In the meantime, Casey would ask to borrow one of Adam’s shirts. When she got Jett’s message, Casey looked at Adam. She was doing this. She was really going to do this. “Ready?” he said. “I promise we won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” Her throat was too dry to speak so she gave him a nervous smile. Adam took her hand and led her down a hallway and opened a door. They stepped inside and butterflies swooped in her belly when he turned on the light and she saw the king-sized bed. She had known he was taking her to his bedroom, but it still sent a wave of nervousness through her. He kissed her again, a hard, wonderful kiss that made her feel even more intoxicated than the alcohol had. “Wait here and close your eyes.” Adam positioned her close to the door to the bathroom and she obeyed. She wanted to see so she peeked with one eye and watched him walk to the closet and retrieve a large black duffel bag. He set it on the bed then rummaged through the bag and pulled out an item and he stuffed it in a pocket of his leather pants along with something else.

She quickly closed her eyes as he turned toward her. He returned to her and cupped the back of her head, drawing her close to him for another amazing kiss. As he kissed her, he held her wrists in his other hand. He brought them in front of her—and snapped something cold and hard around her wrists. Handcuffs. Thrills of both excitement and fear raced through her. He was taking control. What was he going to do now? As he kissed her again, he raised her arms over her head and the next thing she knew he had fastened the cuffs to something. Heart racing, she looked up and saw that he had looped the handcuffs on a door hook. When he stepped away she tugged and a little panic set it when she couldn’t free herself, even though she’d known something like this was going to happen the moment he snapped the handcuffs on her. Hell, she had known it from the moment she had asked him if he was into kink and he had told her yes. “You are beautiful,” he said as he kissed the corner of her mouth. “I love the way you look and knowing that for tonight, you’re all mine.” He brought his lips to hers and kissed her as he moved his palms over her shoulders and down her arms in a smooth caress. Slowly, sensually, he slid his hands from her shoulders and cupped her breasts. Again he pinched her nipples and she gave a little cry. Adam moved his palms lower, stroking her belly and on down to her mound. She gasped when he cupped her between her thighs and pressed his first two fingers against her clit. She squirmed, suddenly wanting more than just his touch. “Nice.” His fingers found the zipper that secured the flap over her folds and her ass. He unzipped it and she moaned as cool air touched her skin. Adam moved close so that his body was tight to hers and he kissed her. His erection was huge and he rubbed it against her belly. He took something else out of his pocket. When he raised it, she saw that it was a blindfold. Casey’s heart kept beating harder and harder and her eyes widened. “Close your eyes.” He raised the blindfold so that it was right in front of her. She obeyed and he brushed the cloth over her cheek, and a shiver trailed her spine. Everything went completely dark as he secured the blindfold. Her senses heightened when he took away her sight. The alcohol had made her a little tipsy, but she’d wanted this from the time she’d met him and couldn’t wait for the surprises she was sure he had in store for her. “Are you ready?” he asked.

Casey wasn’t sure she was, but she nodded. “First I think we need to set these free,” he said and she felt the warmth of his body as he moved in close. She heard a zipping sound as he drew down the zipper at the front of her cat suit, his knuckles sliding across her skin as he released both of her breasts. Her nipples hardened and a thrill travelled from her belly to between her thighs as he licked each nipple. He took one into his mouth then trailed his tongue between her breasts until he reached the other. His mouth felt warm and amazing and his tongue on her sensitive nipples made her squirm with need. Then he moved away, leaving her breasts out and leaving her panting for more of his hands and mouth on her. She was stretched from her wrists that were high overhead to her toes. She heard a rustling sound as he no doubt was rummaging through his duffel. A tremor of anticipation went through her. She loved it. The waiting, the wondering. Not knowing what he was going to do to her. At the same time fear knocked at her consciousness but she ignored it, choosing to enjoy the feeling of letting go and allowing him to take control. Again she felt the heat of his body before he rubbed his nose in her hair and audibly inhaled, breathing deeply of her scent before he moved his lips along her jaw. “Are you enjoying yourself, Casey?” “Yes,” she whispered Adam trailed something soft and over her bare breasts causing her nipples to tighten even harder. It felt like a feather. He stroked her cheek with it then slid it over her latex-covered body. Casey relaxed the best she could, falling into the moment in the darkness behind the blindfold. “Do you like that?” He murmured the words in her ear. She loved it. “Yes.” He slipped his hands lower and touched her between her thighs with the feather. The sensations were so exquisite that she moaned and she wanted more. His fingers replaced the feather and he slipped one into her damp folds. Her lips parted as she gasped and he slid two fingers inside of her. He moved them in and out, filling her then drawing back out again. Adam nipped her earlobe then trailed his lips to hers as he started circling her clit with his finger. Casey’s breathing grew rougher as she felt a climax start to build. He stopped stroking her and she sagged against her bonds, wanting him to start again. “Have you ever had a butt plug?” “No.” She cleared her throat. “But I’ve always wondered what it would feel like.”

“I have something new that I just bought, something special.” He moved away from her and then she heard the sound of a package being opened. “I think you’re going to enjoy this.” Thrills of unease and excitement went through her. Was he getting a butt plug? This man was fulfilling her fantasies and then some. A moment of quiet that had her nerves fluttering and then she felt his presence as he stood beside her. He caught her chin in his hands and kissed her. He drew away and murmured in her ear, “Turn to your left a little and spread your legs.” She felt him move aside the flap of latex between her thighs and then the soft material of her red thong. He pressed something hard and cold against her, that was slick with lube, and then he was pushing a butt plug up and inside of her ass. Just like she’d always wanted to try. Casey sucked in her breath as he slowly pushed it deeper. Pain burst inside her and she automatically tightened. “Just relax.” He slid it in a little farther. “It’ll go in easier.” And then it was in, filling her in a way she’d never been filled before. She never imagined tonight would go as far as he was taking it. It was like he had heard her fantasies, knew exactly what she wanted to try. “Good girl.” He ran his palm over her latex-covered ass. “You’ll enjoy this.” The plug started to vibrate with little thrusts that caused her to catch her breath, and he rubbed her clit at the same time. He brushed his lips over hers then kissed her slowly, sensually. Casey gave a soft moan at the incredible sensation she was feeling. So full, so sensitive, so hot. Again she could feel the beginnings of a climax as it built and built— He stopped. The vibrating butt plug stopped, too. Casey whimpered in frustration. Adam gave a soft laugh before putting his palms on her breasts, filling his hands. He lowered his head then licked and sucked each nipple. She arched up, wanting more of his mouth and tongue. “You are making me so hard.” He rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. “You are so sexy. I love that you’re giving it all up to me. Love it.” He put his forehead against hers. “How do you feel, Casey?” “I feel… I feel good,” she said, and she meant it. She felt beyond good. Excited. “I have something else you will enjoy,” he said. She heard another package being opened then he returned. He rolled one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and then she felt his hot mouth as he sucked it and lightly bit it. When he let the nipple slide from his mouth, he pinched it then put something on it—some

kind of clamp that he tightened. Her sensitive nipple ached from it and from something a little heavy that dangled from it. He played with her other nipple then teased it with his tongue and mouth before putting a nipple toy on it. Again she felt the weight of it and the pinch of the clamp. “These are adjustable. I can tighten them and make them hurt as much as I want if you’re a bad girl.” He tightened, sending fresh bursts of pain through her, then untightened them. “Do you understand?” She wondered what he would do if she was “bad”. “It’s not as intense after a while,” he said. The nipple clamps started to vibrate, sending jolts of excitement through her. “It will be uncomfortable but then you’re going to like it.” She liked it already. “Your nipples are really sensitive, aren’t they?” His voice was low and sexy. “You have a direct connection between your nipples and below.” “Yes,” she said. He kissed her then fingered her clit again. “How do you feel?” The butt plug and nipple clamps felt amazing. “Good,” was all she managed to get out. “I’m not finished with you yet.” He moved away then she heard the sound of a third package being opened. He came back and gave her a light kiss before he slid something hard and firm through her folds. Casey groaned as it brushed her clit and then he pushed it up and inside her channel. “Do you like this?” he asked and then the dildo began to vibrate. She barely had the presence of mind to nod—she thought she was going to hyperventilate from all of the erotic sensations. It was so intense it made her entire body flush with heat. It felt absolutely…amazing. “Nice,” he was saying as she was vaguely aware of him zipping the flap between her thighs closed. “The flap is designed with little pockets for holding in a dildo and butt plug. Isn’t that convenient?” She was too busy enjoying the sensations she was feeling to care. “You look incredible,” he said right before he stopped all of the vibrations. She made a sound of disappointment. “I can take away more of your senses.” He kissed her jawline. “More than just your sight.” She held her breath as he pushed plugs into her ears. “Now you’ll feel more than you thought possible.” He was speaking close enough to her ear

that she could hear his muffled voice, but barely. “I love having my little captive,” he said. He was in complete and total control of her and her pleasure. First the plug started to vibrate again, then the nipple clams, and then the dildo. She twisted, squirming, as she hung from the hook, her wrists still cuffed, and every sensation was heightened because she couldn’t see thanks to the blindfold or hear because of the earplugs in. Her ass throbbed from the vibrating butt plug and the nipple clamps and dildo drove her crazy as they vibrated, too. She felt an orgasm building inside of her, increasing and increasing. She’d never felt anything like it before. Casey could barely hear him because of the earplugs as he spoke. “Do you like being my helpless little play toy?” He pulled on the nipple clamps and she caught her breath. “Yes,” she said. “Knowing who you are, the kind of woman who’s beneath that cat suit… It’s amazing,” he said, his voice just loud enough for her to hear him. Casey whimpered and moaned and then Adam was kissing her. He pressed his erection up against her belly and rubbed himself as the vibrations and sensations seemed to grow stronger and stronger. Her mind spun. Everything was so intense. Almost too intense. An orgasm exploded inside her. She practically screamed as her body bucked. Her ass throbbed around the plug and her pussy around the dildo. The vibrations on her nipples kept shooting more sensations through her. Her orgasm continued and continued. She didn’t think it would ever stop. “Please,” she begged. “I can’t take anymore.” He gave a soft laugh. “Oh you’ll take more. You’ll definitely take more.” But he turned off all of the vibrating toys. Casey sagged in relief, her orgasm still pulsing within her. Adam ran his hands up and down her arms and over her breasts before he unfastened her wrists from the hook over her head and removed her blindfold and ear plugs. She blinked and then she could see again. “On your hands and knees now.” He gently pushed on her shoulder and steadied her at the same time. Her wrists were still secured to each other. He moved away from her and sat in a padded chair across the room. He leaned back and motioned for her to come to him with a crook of his finger. “I want to

see you come to me, little kitty.” Warmth traveled through Casey as she looked at him. He beckoned to her again and she started moving toward him, the cuffs jangling as she moved. The butt plug and dildo were still inside her being held tight thanks to the flap that she had so naively thought was just for using the bathroom. With the plug and dildo inside of her and the clamps dangling from her nipples, she felt hot and wanton and she moved to him with slow, deliberate sensuality. His jaw looked tight, like he was restraining himself from going to her. He stroked the length of his cock through his pants as he watched her. She continued her slow, sensual crawl. “You’re taking too long, sweetheart,” he said, his voice tight. Casey hid a smile. She loved teasing him, making him want her even more. As she crawled she kept her eyes focused on his. “If you don’t move a little faster,” he said, “I’m going to have to deal out some punishment.” Punishment? That sounded intriguing. She made a sound in her throat like a purr and continued at the same pace. Adam groaned like he couldn’t hold himself back much longer. When she finally reached him, he had his cock out and was stroking it. Hot. Totally hot. Adam indicated for her to move closer. “Give me your wrists.” Casey got to her knees and obeyed. He dug in his pocket and pulled out a key which he used to unlock her cuffs. She rubbed her wrists, glad to be free. “Stand and turn around,” he said. She rose and did what he told her to do. When she had her back to him, he surprised her by taking her wrists again, only cuffing them behind her back this time. So much for freedom. But it was so incredibly exciting, everything he was doing to her and with her. “Face me and on your knees,” he said. Again she obeyed, and she found herself kneeling in front of him as he stroked his cock and looked at her. He pushed her head down and she slid her mouth over his erection. Adam grunted and she knew he was holding back another groan of pleasure. She liked the feel of his cock in her mouth and his hands on her head as he moved her up and down his length. She loved the way he took control, loved everything he was doing to her, with her.

And she couldn’t wait for more.

Chapter 6

Casey’s mouth was warm and soft and Adam groaned from the incredible feel of her licking and sucking his cock. He moved her head up and down, feeling the latex of her mask against his palms. He wanted to see her body free of the cat suit, but it was so hot on her. “So good. So damned good.” Adam gritted his teeth. She met his gaze and purred and he almost came as the vibration shot straight through him. He gritted his teeth trying to hold off his orgasm. Adam forced her to release his erection and drew Casey up enough that he could kiss her. With her wrists cuffed behind her back she needed his help and he loved that. Their lips and tongues moved together and their kiss intensified. The way she kissed was incredible… Initially her kisses had been sweet and almost tentative but they’d grown more and more passionate throughout their time together. The way she gave up control to him was such a rush. When they paused in the kiss, he murmured, “I loved the image of you when you had your hands over your head, secured to the door hook.” She had struggled a little and that had made him harder, knowing that despite her fear she was giving it all up to him. “Do you know how hot you looked to me? Because you looked amazing.” Casey smiled against his lips. “The whole thing was amazing,” she said, and he brought his mouth down on hers again. He had loved seeing her with her breasts out of her cat suit, nipple clamps dangling, and how she had squirmed when he had secured the vibrating dildo and butt plug inside her and had turned them all on. He had taken her sight and hearing from her before letting her have it back again, another power he had over her. And when she had crawled across the room to him, moving in such a slow and sensual way, his animal instinct had almost kicked in. He’d wanted to go to her, unzip her cat suit, remove the dildo, and then fuck her until she was dizzy with the orgasm he knew he could give her.

Adam drew away from the kiss and looked into Casey’s eyes. She was flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded with arousal. “You’re so beautiful.” He kissed her again as she smiled at him. Her smile was a little shy. “Thank you.” Another kiss and then he pushed her back down so that she was on her knees again. He’d never felt anything as good as having Casey going down on him and he wanted more of her. More of her in so many ways that he wouldn’t be able to get to them all in one night. “You’re my prize.” He could hear the possessive tone in his own voice as he spoke to her. “A special little package just for me. Do you realize that?” She made a muffled sound as he brought her down on his cock again. He gripped her head in his hands and pumped his hips as she took him deep, all the way to the back of her throat. “That’s it, sweetheart.” He was finding it hard to talk as he watched his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. He thought about how she must feel his control right now with the dildo and butt plug still inside of her and it made him hotter yet. His orgasm wound tighter and tighter inside of him and he thought he was going to erupt. He tried to hold it back, to hold out as long as he could. Casey purred around his cock again. He lost it. Adam let out a shout as he came hard into Casey’s mouth. His orgasm spiraled through him, unwinding like a spring. He almost felt dizzy from the power of it, something he had never experienced before. His cock throbbed as come jetted from him and he pumped his hips a few more times. She sucked him, drawing everything into her mouth and swallowing. “Stop,” he said in a low growl when he couldn’t take another moment of her sweet torture. His cock was wet as it slid from her mouth and she gave it one more lick. He groaned again. For a moment he couldn’t move and she rested her head against his thigh. “You misbehaved, Casey.” His voice was hoarse as he stood when he could finally move and helped her to her feet. “Time for your punishment.”

Tingles filled Casey’s insides as he led her to the bed. Even though he was the one in control, she’d felt power over him when she had made him come. She could taste him on her tongue Her hands were still cuffed behind her back and she wished she was free so that she could

touch him. When they reached the bed, he moved so fast she didn’t have time to think about what he was doing. One moment she was standing beside him and the next he was sitting on the bed and she was across his lap, her ass sticking up and her breasts hanging over, the nipple clamps dangling from them. She caught her breath and made a sound of surprise. “I keep my word.” Adam rubbed his palm over her latex-covered ass then swatted one of her ass cheeks. Casey shouted in more surprise and pain. The swat hadn’t been a little one and it stung enough to make her eyes water. “This is what can happen when you don’t do as I tell you to.” Another swat and she cried out again. She couldn’t believe he was spanking her. She’d wondered what kind of punishment he’d had in mind, but she hadn’t counted on this. “You’re making too much noise, Casey.” His tone was firm as he gave her the order. “Don’t make a sound, sweetheart, or I will gag that pretty mouth of yours.” Adam swatted her, harder this time, and she felt like there was no way she could help the cry that passed through her lips. Her heart pounded when he dug in his pocket and pulled out another cloth. “I warned you.” He was really going to gag her? “Give me another chance.” Casey shook her head as she pleaded. “I promise I’ll be quiet.” “Too late.” He put the cloth into her mouth and tied it behind her head. He spanked her and she whimpered behind her gag. “As long as you make noise you’ll keep getting a spanking.” It could have been humiliating to be gagged and spanked, but it wasn’t. Something about it was so freaking hot. Casey’s eyes watered as each swat was closer and closer together. Her ass stung but each time he spanked her it turned into a sort of warm pleasure that confused her. How could a spanking hurt yet feel good? Adam spanked the lower part of her ass and her eyes widened as he swatted the butt plug. It moved inside her feeling big and erotic. He paused and she thought he was finished until the vibrators started buzzing inside her and on her nipples. She began to feel a tingling between her thighs and the start of another climax coming on. Her eyes widened and she squirmed. “Don’t move,” Adam said. “Or are you enjoying this so much you don’t want me to stop?” It was torture not being able to move or make a sound. With the vibrating inserts she was going mad. Before she knew what had happened, she rocketed toward another orgasm.

She did everything she could to hold back from letting loose with a scream as she came. Her body bucked against his thighs and she throbbed around the vibrators which made her even more sensitive. He turned off all of the vibrators and she went limp. Adam turned her and caught her to him in an easy movement and had her sitting up in his lap. Her ass stung and her eyes were still watering, and her body throbbed around the dildo and butt plug. He kissed her, his mouth slowly moving over hers in a sensual kiss. His kisses were always amazing and had the effect of reviving her somehow. When he stopped kissing her, he moved her onto the bed beside him. “How did that feel?” he said as he stroked the side of her face. “Are you enjoying yourself?” She took a deep breath. “Yes.” He smiled then said, “I’m going to remove the nipple clamps. Hold still because this will hurt like hell if we don’t do it slowly.” She looked down and watched as he pinched her nipple behind the clamp then loosened it and removed it from her nipple. Then he let his fingers slide away from her nipple towards the other one. The feeling of relief was intense and immediate. He repeated the steps and again she felt relief as the other nipple clamp was removed. “Turn so that your back is to me.” He guided her on the bed as he spoke and took the key out of his pocket and unlocked the cuffs, then set them on the bed before he pocketed the key again. He turned her back to face him and brought her arms in front of her and massaged her wrists and worked his way up to her arms and shoulders. “I want to see your face, Casey.” He brought his hands up to her mask and a thrill shot through her. “I want to see the woman behind the mask.”

Chapter 7

Adam took Casey by her shoulders and guided her to her feet. “I want to see all of you now.” She breathed a little faster. “Okay.” Her voice was soft, nervous. “But I get to see you, too, right?” “Who’s in control here, Casey?” He reached around her for the zipper that ran down the back of the cat suit. She looked a little deflated at his response. “You will get to see me,” he added, “but on my time schedule.” She perked up again. “All right.” Adam slowly brought down the zipper, wanting to savor the moment, to draw out the anticipation between them both. He pushed the latex from her shoulders, kissing her skin as he revealed it. Her flesh was soft, pale, beautiful. She shivered as he drew the latex down her arms and released them one at a time. He rubbed her arms, enjoying the feel of her flesh beneath his palms and loving looking at her full breasts while he touched her. He kissed her, pressing his body close to hers. She sighed and returned his kiss. When he drew back, he pushed the latex to her hips, revealing her bare belly and he brushed his knuckles over her soft skin. Adam knelt in front of Casey and bunched the latex in his hands, and pulled it down, over her hips, along with the red thong. He caught the incredible scent of her musk and she gave a soft moan as he lightly brushed his nose over the trimmed curls of her mound. Before he went any further, he unzipped the flap that held the dildo and butt plug in place. With a slow caress, he touched her around the dildo, and she made a little sound as he drew it out of her. He set it aside. “How do you like the feel of the butt plug?” He pushed the plug in deeper and heard the catch in her breath. “I like it,” she said, her voice low and sensual.

“Good,” he said. “Because it’s staying.” As he brought the cat suit down her thighs, Casey’s legs trembled beneath his hands and she braced her palms on his shoulders as if she needed his support to stand. He moved the latex over her calves and then had her step out of it. When he tossed the suit next to the dildo, he took her hands off his shoulders and held them in his as he rose to stand. All she was wearing was the hood now “Look at this,” he murmured as he rubbed his erection against her bare belly, “the naked cat.” “Meow?” she said. “More like ‘wow.’ He let out a soft laugh, then said, “Now I’ll turn you into a person.” Adam’s cock was beyond hard again as he started to remove her mask. Her voice sounded so sexy as she said, “Do I get to see you now?” “Soon.” He peeled the latex hood from her, easing it up her neck, over her chin, her cheeks, and her forehead. Then it was off and all of her blonde curls tumbled loose. “I have hood-hair, don’t I?” She gave an embarrassed laugh as she fluffed up her hair. “You look amazing.” He grabbed her hands in his, stopping her. “You are so beautiful, Casey.” He watched as her face flushed and he smiled. She was humble and modest and he liked that about her. From listening in on Casey’s conversation with her sister at the ice cream shop, he knew she didn’t realize how beautiful she was. But he also wanted her to feel confident in her appearance, to know how much he loved the way she looked.

Adam guided Casey to the bed and she bit her lower lip, wondering what was next. Would he take her or did he plan on playing more? It was all amazing, but right now she wanted him inside of her more than anything. She was completely naked, her skin feeling cool without the cat suit on. Adam was still wearing his clothes and the hood, and she wanted him to take everything off, including the hood. Yet at the same time she thought about how it would feel to have a man of mystery take her, and take her hard. He gently pushed her down so that she was sitting on the edge of the mattress. “Scoot up on the bed and lie down.” Casey felt swirls of anticipation in her belly as she obeyed him. The butt plug pressed in

tighter as she scooted up on her ass and it felt so full, so tight, so good. He moved up beside her on the bed then straddled her belly, then took her wrists in one of his hands and brought them up over her head. She knew what he was going to do even before he looped the cuffs around one of the spindles in the headboard and snapped the cuffs onto her wrists. She wanted to touch him yet it felt so erotic being pinned down by her masked man, bound by him. He eased down between her legs. Her thighs trembled as he pushed them apart so that she was spread wide open. Like he did earlier he breathed in her scent and made a satisfied sound. “Damn, but you smell incredible.” He lowered his head. “I bet you taste amazing, too.” He licked her in one long swipe of his tongue. Casey cried out and arched her back. After all of the sensations that he had already put her through, she was so sensitive that she could hardly handle his touch. It was amazing. Adam slid his hands under her ass and started licking her clit. Casey cried out and pulled against the handcuffs. So exquisite. So incredible. The butt plug filled her as he licked and then he slid two of his fingers into her core and thrust them in and out. “I’m going to come again,” she said as her breathing grew rapid. A third time—she’d never climaxed more than once in a night. “If you don’t stop, I will.” He laughed, the sound vibrating through her. The more he licked her the more she thrashed. It was too much, too much. The beginnings of a climax started low inside of her but expanded so quickly that it seared her like white hot fire. It was like her brain shut down and all she could do was feel, not think. Tears were rolling down her face as she begged him to stop. She twisted and pulled against the restraints as Adam licked her over-sensitive clit one more time. Adam rose up between her thighs. “Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?” Casey could barely talk. “It was amazing.” He unfastened his leather pants and released his erection. He rubbed his cock in her folds and her body spasmed again. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.” “Please.” She pressed herself closer to him, amazed that after three orgasms she wanted more of him. She should be too exhausted to handle more. But there was something about Adam that made her beyond hungry for him. Adam pulled something out of his pocket and she saw that it was a foil package. He

opened it then rolled on the condom. His expression was fierce, his jaw tight, as if he was in pain from holding himself back. He braced his hands to either side of her and looked down, his green eyes darkened with sensuality. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him closer to her. He kissed her then trailed his lips along her jaw to her ear. “Are you ready for me to fuck you?” Casey nodded and squeezed him tighter between her thighs. “Yes.” He took his cock and pressed it to her channel. She expected him to slide inside of her, but he lowered his head and licked one of her nipples then sucked on it. Casey shuddered from the pleasure. Her nipples were still so sensitive from the clamps and incredible sensations headed straight from her nipples to her clit. He moved his mouth to her other nipple and sucked it and she shuddered again. Adam raised his head and met her gaze right before he thrust his cock inside of her. Casey cried out and arched her hips to meet hers. He fucked her hard, like he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. He clenched his jaw as he pounded against her, their flesh slapping together as he took her. She couldn’t believe it as she felt another climax coming on and she didn’t know if she could handle it. Her sight darkened a little as her mind seemed to spin as she looked up at her masked man. A fourth climax? Now way she could survive it. But Adam continued driving into her and the feelings inside her grew stronger and stronger until they seemed to take over. Casey screamed this time, unable to hold anything back. Vaguely she heard Adam’s shout as he came and felt his cock throb inside her. She was so worn out that all she could do was lie there as Adam unfastened her cuffs. He settled beside her and brought her into his arms just before she faded away.

Chapter 8

Casey, You look so pretty sleeping this morning that I thought I’d just let you sleep. I will call you. Look forward to seeing you again, soon. Adam

Casey leaned against the bookstore counter as she read through the note one more time. She was a little disappointed that Adam had left before she woke and she’d never even seen his face. Jett had picked her up with a fresh change of clothes and about a million questions. It all seemed too private to talk with her sister about, so she just kept it to, “It was an amazing night.” She knew Jett wasn’t going to give up that easy, though. She stuffed the note back in her pants pocket, next to her cell phone, unable to believe that she’d fallen asleep before Adam could take off his mask. She felt exhausted yet strangely hyper and in a cheery mood, too. It had been the most amazing night, ever. There was just no comparison to anything she’d ever experienced. With thoughts of Adam still filling her mind, she walked behind the register. The bells jangled on the door as someone pushed the door open. She glanced at the door and saw three people walk in. A pair of students… And the gorgeous hunk from the ice cream shop. Casey’s cheeks warmed when he looked at her and he smiled before turning away and walking behind a stack of books. After last night with Adam, she had no interest in meeting other men. Her cell phone rang and she looked away from where the man had gone and drew her phone out. Butterflies tickled her belly when she saw a number she didn’t recognize. Heart racing, she answered the phone. “Hello.” “Hey there, beautiful.” Adam’s voice, so vibrant it sent a thrill through her. “Hi.” Casey smiled and held the phone tighter to her ear. “No fair that I didn’t get to see you without your mask.” She kept her voice down but looked up to see if anyone was close by.

The man from the ice cream shop was standing with his shoulder hitched up against a bookcase while he held his phone to his ear. He was looking right at her and smiling. Before she could turn away she saw the man’s mouth move at the same time she heard, “Well, now you have.” Her jaw dropped, and she almost dropped her phone, too as she stared. “Adam?” she said into the phone and the man across the store nodded. Stunned, she set her phone beside the register. Adam tucked his phone into his pocket and strolled across the store at the same time she came around the counter. The moment he reached her, Adam took her into his arms and kissed her. A thousand different thoughts spun through Casey’s head, but she couldn’t think of any of them once he drew away and looked at her. “Thank you for last night.” He brushed her hair away from her face. “It was amazing.” She leaned into his touch. “Incredible.” “Are you free for dinner?” he asked. “Or are you tied up?” Casey smiled. “Hopefully tied up.” “Now that’s something I think I can arrange,” he said before he kissed her again.

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Push Rachelle Derry has secret fantasies that no one knows about until she meets Chase. She tells him how fascinated she is in kink from all of the books she’s read. She wants to try it and she wants Chase to be the man who takes control. Chase McAllister has a hard time holding Rachelle back. As much as he loves kink, he doesn’t want to rush into anything. He wants to get to know her better and to allow her to trust him. Because BDSM and the trust that is required, often creates strong emotional attachment. When Chase finally makes her fantasies come true, “playing” is better than she ever imagined. While she’s having fun, he wants to play for keeps. ###

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“Jeez, woman.” Casey made a snorting noise over the phone line. “You need to get laid.” Jett laughed, amusement bubbling up inside of her as she rolled onto her back in her ohso-comfortable bed. She held the cell phone closer to her ear. “Since when did you go the route of promiscuity, sis?” “Who said anything about being promiscuous?” Casey had a smile in her voice and Jett could picture her blonde sister’s grin. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you need it bad. You’ve been so uptight and it’s been going on for a while now.” “I know, I know.” Jett flopped one arm over her eyes before moving it aside. She stared up at the cracks on the ceiling, tracing one at a time with her gaze. “It’s been way too long.” “So figure it out.” Casey yawned over the line, triggering an answering yawn in Jett. “Before you bite off someone else’s head.” “You don’t think that woman deserved it?” Jett said, thinking about the snot of a saleswoman who had told Casey yesterday that her ass was too fat for her department—in so many words—and to go to the “women’s” department, a.k.a. plus-sizes. Not that there was anything wrong with plus sizes—it was how the woman had said it. And when it came to her sister, Jett could possibly be considered a little overprotective. “Yeah, she was kind of a bitch.” A hint of irritation was in Casey’s voice as she responded to Jett. “Still, I’ve never seen you lay into someone like that before.” Jett shrugged to herself then rubbed the remains of sleep from her eyes. “Whatever the case, I don’t have any male prospects at this time and I’m not picking some guy up at a bar.” “There were some hot men at Danica’s party last night,” Casey said. “But you spent the night talking with the girls, which isn’t like you at all.” “I did some checking before I wasted my time,” Jett said. “Married or gay, all of them.” “Okay… What about online dating?” Casey started to cover territory they’d already been through before. “I’ve been thinking of trying it.”

“I don’t know, Case.” Jett frowned, thinking about her sister taking chances like that. “So many weirdoes out there. On the news I’ve heard of stalkers coming from online dating. I don’t think it’s worth it.” Paper crackled on Casey’s end of the line, almost sounding like static. “I found a place that’s different from online dating. Every applicant is screened in person, videos are made, backgrounds checked …” “And they cost a small fortune, right?” Jett stared at a particularly big crack in her ceiling. “And when you have a historic monument of a house that requires constant upkeep like I do, there isn’t a lot of cash left over at the end of the day.” “Well, it’s something to think about.” Casey made a sound like a sigh. “I need to get ready to go to Mom’s so I’d better get going.” “Give Mom a hug.” Jett pushed her hand through her hair. “Tell her I’ll stop by tomorrow.” “Starbucks tomorrow morning?” Jett asked even though she knew the answer. She had coffee every morning with her sister before she went to her job as a bank teller. Casey laughed. “Seven sharp.” “See ya.” Jett punched the off button and rolled onto her side to look at the bedside clock. She was definitely having a lazy Saturday morning. Already ten-thirty and she was usually never in bed past six. Last night’s party had totally worn her out, and the four glasses of wine hadn’t helped. “Henry.” Jett smacked her forehead with the heel of her palm. She’d forgotten that the repairman was due to arrive at any time. “Damn.” She tossed her blanket aside and scrambled out of bed. Her baby doll top slid from where it had bunched up around her waist, down over the matching silky black panties. She started toward the bathroom—she needed to get changed before Henry Johnson arrived. The doorbell rang and Jett groaned as she grabbed her black shortie robe off the hook in the bathroom. So much for getting dressed. Her black hair was probably a disaster, her blue eyes bleary-looking, and her skin pale with no makeup. What difference did it make? Henry wasn’t going to care what she looked like. The sixtyyear-old man had seen her over the past couple of years in one state or another when he’d come to take care of fix-it projects as she needed them. One thing about having an older house was that there was almost always something that needed to be done. She hurried down the stairs while she tied the robe’s belt. The champagne carpet was soft beneath her bare feet as she crossed the room to the front door and then opened it. “Hi, Henry—” she started but then her mouth dropped open.

It wasn’t Henry who stood on her porch. Not at all. In his place was a man so good looking that it made her heart beat faster. In a slow sweep of her gaze she took him in. A pair of well-worn Levis molded to his powerful thighs, a snug black T-shirt stretched across his broad chest, and a tool belt was slung low around his hips. He had dark hair that was slightly wavy and was tall enough that Jett had to look up to meet his dark eyes. When she did she saw amusement in his gaze. Heat flushed her cheeks as she realized she’d been staring. But what a delicious package he made, and if she wasn’t mistaken that bulge in his jeans was a good indication he was having the same reaction she was. She could just imagine what it would be like to have him in her bed, sliding between her thighs… Jett’s cheeks grew hotter as he studied her, as if he knew what thoughts were going through her mind. Her nipples tightened and a thrill skittered low in her abdomen. The man’s gaze traveled the length of her long legs to where her shortie robe brushed her thighs, then moved up to her slim waist before lingering on her breasts. Ok, enough. Jett cleared her throat and their eyes met. The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile so sexy she almost couldn’t catch her breath. It dawned on her lust-crazed mind that she had no idea who this man was and why he was on her doorstep. “Can I help you?” Jett managed to get the words out even as she thought of all kinds of ways she’d love to help this man. “I think I’m here to help you.” He leaned one forearm against the doorframe and she swallowed hard as she followed the line of his arm, over every well-defined muscle. “Are you Jett Sanders?” Jett mentally shook herself. “Yes.” “I’m Noah Johnson.” He extended his hand. “Henry broke his leg yesterday afternoon, so I’m here to help you…with whatever you need.” Automatically Jett took Noah’s hand. When she did she almost gasped out loud at the physical sensation that shot through her. Whatever I need? Right this way, I have something in the bedroom that needs looking at… She jerked her hand from his and tried to steady herself. “Is Henry all right?” Noah gave a nod. “Dad’s a little banged up, but he’ll be okay.” “I’m glad he’s fine.” Jett took a deep breath and stepped aside. “Come on in.” Noah’s gut tightened as he took one more long look at the beautiful Jett Sanders. Her hair was ruffled and she looked like she’d just woken up. She was a sexy little thing from her slim

ankles and smooth, long legs to that silky robe that didn’t hide how hard her nipples were. His cock ached and he was relieved that she hadn’t slammed the door in his face when she got a good look at his package while she was checking him out. He pushed away from the doorframe and closed the door behind him as he watched the sway of her hips and the way her long black hair slid over her shoulders. She had killer blue eyes and he pictured how she would look on her knees, those eyes looking up at him as she went down on his cock. Damn. He was here to do services around the house, not have the house’s owner service him. Although it was a fucking hot fantasy. “I have a few repairs and odds and ends that Henry was going to do for me.” Jett glanced over her shoulder as she spoke then turned and led him into a living room with three large windows. She gestured to a couch and he saw three curtain rods and sets of drapes. “I need these put up.” “Sure.” Noah stopped in front of the couch. “What else do you have?” “A few things other things.” She didn’t avoid his gaze as she spoke. “There’s a hole in the wall behind the laundry room door where the door knob went through. It needs patching and I also need a new doorstop.” “Got it,” Noah said as they walked through the house and she pointed out the laundry room. “The master bathroom’s faucet is leaking.” She gestured for him to follow her up the stairs and he sucked in his breath as he caught sight of a nicely rounded bottom clad in silky black panties beneath the robe. Noah adjusted his cock while she had her back to him. He was going to have to hurry through these repairs and get out of her house before he lost his ever-lovin’ mind. She stopped at the head of the stairs and pointed toward a door. “That’s the master bedroom.” She cleared her throat. “Just go through there to get to the bathroom.” He swallowed past the ball lodged in his throat as he reached the top of the stairs and saw that the tie on her robe had loosened, revealing her cleavage and the smooth skin of the swell of her breasts, just short of exposing her nipples. He wondered if she was trying to kill him on purpose. “Last thing,” she was saying as he struggled to rein himself in. “I need these pictures put up.” She showed him several framed photos. “I can never get them to look straight so I decided I might as well let Henry take care of it.” Noah got close enough to Jett that he could smell her light perfume. A mixture of flowers and musk that suited her perfectly.

Her robe slipped completely apart as she spoke and his cock went rock hard when he saw the sheer and tiny thing that was a poor excuse for a nightgown. Her nipples were large, her breasts full through the sheer black fabric. “Oh.” Jett gave a little gasp when she saw him staring at her breasts again and discovered her gown was open. She hurried to tie it, her red cheeks telling him she hadn’t realized she was giving him a show. And it had been a hell of a show. “Is this what you do all the time?” She rushed through the words like she was trying to think of something to say to cover up her embarrassment. “Fix things?” “I own a construction company.” Noah rested his hand on the stair railing. “I’m helping out my dad until he’s back on his feet.” “Where do you want to start?” Jett said. How about you showing me anything that needs to be fixed in your bedroom. I’d be glad to start there. Noah groaned inwardly. He had to get rid of these thoughts and get rid of them now. “Wherever you’d like me to,” he said. Jett’s robe started to slip apart again. “I suppose you can start with hanging the drapes.” “You’ve got it.” He started toward the stairs. “Just need to get my tools and I’ll take care of it.” “I’ll be in my bedroom.” Jett backed up, in the direction of the door to the master bedroom. “I need to shower and get dressed.” Just her words gave Noah plenty of vivid fantasies to dwell on as he nodded and headed down the stairs.

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Late for her IM time with Seth, Stevie climbed onto the mattress of her four-poster bed. She loved instant messaging with him—made her feel a little closer to him. She set the glass of wine she’d poured herself onto her nightstand then hurried to boot up her laptop. A flare of excitement caused butterflies to swoop in her belly. Seth was always on time and never made her wait. His picture on the online dating site was so hot. It showed him on the beach wearing sunglasses and nothing but a swim suit which showed off his tanned muscular frame, from his broad shoulders to his tapered waist and athletic thighs. His hair was sandy blond but she wished she could see his eyes rather than them being hidden behind the sunglasses. She signed into her instant messaging account, and sure enough, Seth was online. Hi, babe, Seth typed before she had a chance to say hello first. She loved it when he called her babe. Stevie couldn’t help a smile. Hey there. Let’s do something different tonight, he typed. I want to see you on webcam. More butterflies flipped in her stomach. Webcam… She touched her hair. Did she look all right? What if he didn’t like what he saw? She wasn’t perfectly slender and beautiful. Would that be a turnoff for him? She’d never seen him, other than the picture, and she really wanted to. It’s time to take our relationship to the next level. The message flashed across the screen and she nodded to herself. Well, he had to see her someday and might as well be sooner rather than later. She reached for her wine and took a long swallow, feeling the heat of the alcohol flowing down her throat and into her stomach. She definitely needed something to bolster her courage. She took a deep breath, set her glass aside, and typed Okay. Almost at once a ringing noise startled her as it came from the speakers on her laptop. At

the same time a screen popped up via IM, asking if she wanted to accept or decline a video call. Stevie bit the inside of her lip then pressed accept. A light at the top of her screen came on indicating she was on webcam. She could see herself on the screen, but she could barely make Seth out in his video stream. His outline was fuzzy and his features shadowed. “Hi, Stevie.” Seth’s voice came over the connection rich and deep, surprising her. She hadn’t realized they’d be able to talk out loud instead of typing. “Hi.” She felt a little jittery as she responded. “I can’t really see you.” An audible sigh and he said. “Sorry. I guess my webcam isn’t working right. I’ll have to take it in to get it checked out or replaced. We can still chat, though.” “No fair.” Stevie watched her image as she spoke. “You get to see me.” “And you are even more beautiful than your pictures.” There was no mistaking the sound of appreciation in his voice and she felt heat rushing to her cheeks. Maybe she did look okay to him. She reached over and picked up her wineglass off of the nightstand, and took another drink, and felt herself relax a little more. She’d always been somewhat of a lightweight so it never took much to make her mellow. Stevie set her wine glass aside. “I love the sound of your voice.” She bent her knees, resting her laptop on them as she scooted up in bed, a pile of pillows behind her back. His voice had an almost erotic edge to it. Sensual and seductive. Not like he was trying, but more that it came natural. “You need to get your webcam fixed soon, though.” “Promise.” She saw his outline nod. “How was work today?” he asked. “It was all right.” Spent the day daydreaming about you. “The market is so slow right now that houses aren’t moving very well,” she said. “But my friend Kerri stopped by the office and ordered me to go out on a girl’s night Saturday to a new club downtown called Spotlight.” “Good for you,” he said. “What about you?” She cocked her head. “How was your day?” “Was in court all day for a particularly heinous trial for one of my clients,” he said. “Unfortunately, it’s going to be a lengthy trial. It’s not pretty.” Stevie tilted her head to the side. “Being an attorney must be challenging, especially when you practice criminal law.” “It does have its own set of challenges,” he said. “And of course it has its ups and downs.” “How’s your mom?” Stevie shifted her position on the bed. “Last you told me, she was doing better after getting home from the hospital.”

“She’s up and moving about with a walker,” Seth said. “When I took her to the doctor’s yesterday, he said her heart sounds great.” “I’m glad.” Stevie smiled. “I worry about my parents, but they’re doing well.” “You don’t seem to be too spoiled for being an only child,” he said in a teasing tone. “Although I would love to spoil you. And I will if you let me.” “If you could make it out to San Diego, that would be good enough for me.” Stevie shoved her hair out of her face. “You are so far.” His tone grew serious. “I’ll make it happen. Just give me a little time.” “Okay.” She smiled then took a sip of wine. “Good things are worth the wait, right?” “It’s not easy for me.” His tone grew a little more serious. “I wish I could see you every day. You know that, don’t you?” “Yes,” she said quietly as she set the glass aside again. “It’s the same for me.” After they had talked for hours about work, family, friends, everything that was going on in their lives, Seth said, “You and I had both better get some sleep.” Stevie glanced at the clock. Midnight. “We’ve been talking for four hours straight.” She shook her head. “Where you are it’s three a.m. How are you going to make it through the trial tomorrow?” “I’ll be thinking about you,” he said. Stevie felt warm all over as he said the words. “I’ll be thinking about you, too.” “One last request.” His voice grew even lower, more sensual. “What kind of lingerie are you wearing?” Heat burned Stevie’s cheeks. “Are you serious?” “Absolutely.” She shifted on the bed. “Just a bra and panties.” “What color?” “You really want to know?” She pushed her hair out of her face as she looked at the screen. “White.” “Let me see.” Stevie’s jaw dropped. “You’re kidding, right?” “Nope.” Seth’s voice had a wicked edge to it. “I’ve always loved seeing women in lingerie. I want to see yours.” Stevie hesitated. “I don’t know, Seth.” “Come on.” She could almost see the sensual smile he must be wearing. “It’s just lingerie.” One of her fantasies was to have people watch her having sex with a man. Not that she

thought she’d really do it, but it was a hot fantasy. Being in front of Seth wearing almost nothing sort of played into it, except she wouldn’t be naked. Stevie took a deep inhale then exhaled. Why not? She climbed off the bed and stripped out of her jeans and blouse. Cool air brushed her bare flesh and goose bumps pebbled her skin. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said as she arranged the webcam so that she saw herself in her panties and bra in the image, and knew that he could see all of her, too. Her whole body burned hot and she hoped she didn’t look red from head to toe. White and beet red couldn’t be an attractive combination. “Mmmmm… Nice,” he said. “Now turn around.” Still unable to believe she was parading around in her underwear for him, she did as he said and turned until she faced the laptop again. “Thank you,” he said. “But this time slower.” “You don’t ask for much, do you,” she stated. “Not at all.” Again she could hear a smile in his voice. “Now turn.” Her skin didn’t feel quite as hot. He’d already seen her once—what was another little turn? This time she moved slowly and wondered if she should have tried a strip tease earlier. Maybe next time. Would there be a next time where he would want her to show off her lingerie? That was probably a given. “Love it,” he said when she had turned completely around. “You are so hot, Stevie.” More heat burned her cheeks. He made her feel sexy and beautiful. “Do you have any other types of lingerie? Any other colors?” Stevie left her jeans and T-shirt on the floor and slipped onto the bed in just her bra and panties. Not like it mattered, now, after she’d just given him a little peep show. “Other colors?” She shrugged. “Just beige and black.” “I love black,” he said. “Wear black tomorrow.” Stevie bit her lower lip. That meant he did want a repeat, and the thought sent a thrill through her. “I’ll wear black tomorrow,” she said. “I’ll picture you wearing black panties and bra to work.” The husky timber of his voice told her how much he was enjoying this. “What about you?” Stevie asked. “Briefs, boxers, or boxer briefs? And what color?” He laughed. “Boxer briefs and they’re blue. I’ll show you once I get my webcam taken care

of,” he said. “I want to send you something for your night out with the girls on Saturday,” he said. “Can I have your address?” Her eyes widened. “What are you going to send me?” “It’s a surprise,” he said. Stevie felt her head spin a little from the wine, but she pressed him for more information. “Come on. What is it?” “You’ll see,” he said. “I think you’ll like it.” “Fifty-five twenty-one Crystal Avenue,” she said and gave him the zip code for her San Diego location. She thought she might have slurred “Crystal” a bit as a result of the combination of the wine and being exhausted. “Great,” he said. “Now you need to sleep.” She felt a yawn coming on and she covered her mouth with her hand. “Yes.” “Good night, babe.” “Good night.”

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Chandra couldn’t believe she was going home with a man she had barely met. She didn’t do things like this. But the visions—they had been so intense, and she wanted what she knew he had to offer. She wanted him. When she glanced at Wade, the red glow of the trucks lights illuminated his strong features. He was so damned sexy. Car lights, streetlights, signs and other lights flashed by as he headed toward North Phoenix. Chandra clenched her hands in her lap, which frustrated her to no end. Why did she have to constantly be on guard so that she didn’t accidentally brush another person’s hand? How could she be around Wade, be with him, and avoid touching hands with him? Perhaps the better question was what was she getting herself into? When they arrived at his house, Chandra’s arms ached from being so tense. She bit her lower lip and stared at his home. It was modest, like the man appeared to be, but even then he had some prime real estate. Wade lightly touched her arm, drawing her attention to him. “Would you prefer to go to your home and I’ll just kiss you goodnight?” The fact that he had offered warmed her like fine wine. Why not walk away? Why not believe this time that fate could be changed? Why not keep herself clear of the danger she knew was in his future? Fate. Chandra forced herself to relax and shook her head. She wanted tonight. She’d deal with whatever happened when the time came. Did she ever want this man. He gave her his sexy smile before opening his door and climbing out of the truck. The vehicle was so black it blended with the night once the lights were shut off. If it wasn’t for the

moonlight, likely the truck couldn’t be seen. Before he could make it around to her side, she was out of the vehicle with her hands deep in her jacket pockets. She didn’t want to know any more about what either of their futures held… just yet. Maybe never. Besides, what if this time his touch shot bolts of pain through her head like her visions normally did? Right now the last thing she wanted was a headache. While she waited for him to come around the vehicle to meet her, she tipped her head back and looked at the stars. They were so faint here in the city. The times she’d gone hiking with her cousins and sisters in the White Mountains she’d fallen in love with stars and she wished they could be as bright when she was in the city. She and Wade walked side-by-side down the lit stone path to the free-flowing home. He had a six-car garage off to one side of the house, but probably parked out front thinking she wouldn’t want to spend the night. Or maybe he just wanted sex and that was it. Whatever. She could deal with that. Cool air brushed the exposed tops of her breasts. She’d worn the sexy shirt and skirt just for him, which no doubt he’d picked up on. He hooked his arm around her shoulders, holding her close to his tall frame. The jacket and his warmth helped chase away the evening chill. After he let her in, illuminated the room and shut the door behind them, she took in the masculine home. It was a beautiful house. He had a great room where you could see the living room, kitchen, and dining area in one fell swoop. His couch and chairs were deep chocolate brown, and the floor was made of huge smooth stone tiles. A T-shirt was draped over one chair, a pair of boots kicked off in a corner, paper strewn across a rough wood table and a green pottery mug perched on one of the smaller end tables. It looked lived in and comfortable. Before Chandra had a chance to fully take in the furnishings, Wade gripped her from behind by her shoulders and turned her to face him. She tilted her face up to see his eyes were dark with hunger and she felt it straight to her toes. He grasped the back of her head with one hand and clasped one of her hips with his other, pressing her body tight against his so that she felt his hard cock through his pants against her belly. “I need to be inside you, baby,” he said in what came out as a low growl. “It’s your call, but you need to know how bad I want you.” A thrill skittered from her belly to between her thighs. “Yes,” she said without hesitation. Wade claimed her mouth, hard, demanding, dominating. He nibbled at her lower lip and

she whimpered from the exquisite sensations it caused. When he slid his tongue in her mouth, it tangled with hers. She in turn explored his mouth and reveled in the taste of him. Such a masculine flavor mixed with the beer he’d had earlier. He pushed her jacket from her shoulders, slipping it down to her elbows as his callused palms slid along her arms with the movement. She moaned into his mouth. Before he could reach her hands, she wiggled out of the jacket and let it drop to the floor. Wade groaned as he moved his hands from her arms to her chest, filling his hands with her breasts and massaging them through her low-cut blouse. He moved his mouth from hers, his stubble chafing her skin as he kissed the line of her jaw to her ear. She shivered when he gently bit her earlobe. With a moan she tilted her head back and he began working his way from her earlobe to her jaw and down her throat. Kissing, licking, sucking. Chandra brought her hands up and clenched his shirt in her fists. The desire winding through her body was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. When his mouth reached her cleavage, he teased her by licking the tops of her mounds just below her penny charm, gently biting her flesh. She was about to beg him to take off her shirt when he pulled the plunging neckline beneath her breasts so that she was bared, her breasts high and raised for him. Wade licked the soft skin between her breasts and she slipped her fingers into his hair and held him tight to her chest. He gave a soft laugh, grabbed her ass, and at the same time, latched onto one of her nipples. More little mewling sounds escaped her throat as he sucked and nipped and circled her areola with his tongue. The skin around her nipple tightened with every exploration of his tongue. It felt so good having his warm mouth on her nipple. He slid his mouth down the curve of her breast, leaving her wet nipple chilled and her other one aching. So damn slowly, he moved his lips up the curve of her other breasts and teased her with his tongue before sucking on it hard. So very hard. “I need more, Wade.” Her voice came out low and husky. “Mmmm…” He gave another soft bite and she groaned. “I intend to give you lots more.” Wade bunched his hands in her blouse and met her eyes as he jerked the shirt up and over her head, completely baring her from her waist up, and she was glad she hadn’t worn a bra. He took her mouth again and kissed her as he grasped her hips tighter with both hands and ground his erection against her belly. It felt so hard through the thin material of her skirt. Chandra gasped into his mouth. His T-shirt rasped her nipples and his snug pants scraped the

bare skin above the waistband of her skirt. Everything was like the first vision she’d had when he took her hand at the festival, yet nothing could compare to how she was actually feeling at this moment. She was so completely on fire, her folds wet, her nipples aching, her body craving, needing his touch. His lips moved from hers again and made it to the sensitive skin between her full breasts. He brushed his stubble back and forth, the rasping feeling driving her crazy. “W-Wade.” She braced her arms on his shoulders and thrust her chest out to him. “I can’t wait.” He groaned. “I love the way your skin tastes.” He started his way down her belly and brushed his stubble along with his lips down her soft skin until he reached her skirt. He tugged down, revealing her panties. “Kick off your shoes.” His voice was a husky command that she had no problem obeying. The moment her sandals were off, he yanked down both her underwear and skirt to her ankles at the same time he kneeled. She stepped out of her clothing, but had to keep her hands braced on his shoulders to steady herself. “I’ve got to taste you,” he said as he audibly inhaled.

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With what sounded like a growl, Adan slipped his hand into her curls and drew her closer. He ran his tongue along her lower lip then gently nipped at it. Kara startled at first—she’d never had a guy bite her lip before, but she loved it. She sighed and moved her hands up to his shoulders and into his long, thick hair. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she tasted him, drawing him deeper inside until she felt as if he possessed all of her in just that one kiss. Desire burned through Kara from the roots of her hair to that spot between her thighs that ached for him, that needed this man she didn’t even know. Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized she truly knew absolutely nothing about him, yet she wanted him so bad she could taste it. What would it be like to feel him naked against her, to feel him thrust deep inside her? She could feel him hard against her belly, and she wondered how he might taste if she sucked his cock. Maybe she would go to bed with him. Right now. Adan moved his hands from her shoulders, slowly caressing her arms until he reached her hips. He drew her body flush with his and kneaded her butt. Her silky skirt rose up higher and higher until his hands were on her panties. Adan stilled as he felt bare flesh beneath his hands. He drew back from the kiss and stared down at Kara. She smiled and twirled her finger in a lock of his hair. “I liked that.” “Mmmm.” His smile was more than carnal. “I want to taste you.” Heat flared through her at the thought, but still she said, “It’s too soon for that.” Adan slid his hands to her waist and Kara gasped as he effortlessly picked her up and set her on the countertop. The granite was cool against her ass and her panties pulled tight against her clit. Her skirt rode high on her thighs. “I will not force you, love, but I believe you want me as much as I want you.” He moved

between her thighs and kissed her, then brought his hands to her breasts and groaned against her mouth. “You can tell me to leave and I will.” Leave? The mere thought made her want to scream, No…no! To hell with getting to know him better. Kara wanted this man. What better way to get to know him anyway? She braced her hands on the countertop and arched her back so that her breasts pressed against his palms. He gave a low rumble and moved his mouth down her neck to the silky blouse she wore. Through the fabric he pinched and pulled at her nipples, then found one with his mouth and tongue and she all but mewled with pleasure. She watched him as he suckled first one breast and then the other—no way did she want him to stop. His eyes met hers as he pushed up her blouse and then fingered the lace of her bra. “May I?” he asked, and at that moment Kara knew she would do about anything for his mouth on her nipples, his hand in her panties. “Yeah.” Her voice was husky and she looked at him through lowered lashes. “Suck them.” Adan’s eyes lit with dark fire as he pulled down her bra, causing her breasts to spill into his hands. He pressed his hips harder against her, spreading her legs further apart as he licked and sucked one nipple then the next. “I can’t believe this is happening.” She arched up higher. And I don’t want it to end. She knew she was out of her head, but right now she just didn’t care. He was good with his mouth and his hands. She couldn’t stop moaning and making sighs and gasps of pleasure as he kneaded her breasts while he suckled them. He rose up and cool air brushed her nipples, making them even tighter. Placing his hot palms on her thighs, he stared at her as he slowly moved them up to where her skirt barely covered her mound. “I’ve tasted your sweet lips and nipples,” he murmured. “I want to sample the rest of you.” Hell yes. Kara trembled at the thought. This was crazy—he was a complete stranger, and a futuristic one at that! “I only want what you want, Kara.” He slowly stroked the inside of her thigh down to her knee and back. “I will leave if you wish it.” “Don’t go,” she said before she could change her mind. Adan smiled. He knew he shouldn’t be here with an Earth woman from the past, but he needed to touch her, to feel her, to taste her. All he’d been able to do was think about her since last night.

Her delicious scent filled his senses as he pushed her skirt all the way up, exposing a tiny scrap of cloth covering her. He peeled it aside and she helped him by raising her ass. He slipped it down over her thighs and over her high heels. For a moment he braced his hands to either side of her hips and stared down at the beautiful woman before him. Her green eyes were wide and expressive and her full lips parted. Her blouse rode high over her pale breasts, her belly bare, her skirt around her waist, her thighs spread, and she was wide open to him. Adan pulled her so that her ass was at the edge of the countertop. He watched her as he knelt between her thighs and lowered his head. “Did you know you smell of peaches and springtime?” he asked as he lightly stroked the dark blond curls of her mound. “It has been a long time since I’ve seen the spring or smelled its sweet perfume.” Kara swallowed. Her folds tingled and throbbed as he spoke and stroked her with his skillful fingers. “Why haven’t you seen the spring? Have you been in prison or something?” He brought his finger along the inside of her thigh. “The world in which we live, it is an ice world. There is no spring, no summer, no fall. Only winter.” She squirmed. “Winter is my favorite time of year—at least when I go skiing and sledding up north.” “Then you would enjoy my world.” He lowered his head and the stubble on his cheek brushed the inside of her thigh. “And I would love to have you there. To warm my bed. I would fuck you morning and night.” Kara couldn’t help the tremors of desire that ran through her at the image of being this man’s sex kitten. It wasn’t her style, but the image of him taking her every way ’til Sunday made her hot beyond belief. “Stop talking and get down to business before I lose my mind.” He gave a soft laugh then licked her in one long swipe of his tongue. Kara almost screamed —something she never did. She wasn’t a screamer, and never would be. But she’d never been so hot for a man in all her years, and had never experienced anything as erotic as this moment. He slipped a finger then two into her channel and she watched the big man lick and suck her while sliding his fingers in and out. “You’re good.” She pressed herself tighter against his face. “So frigging good.” Like a big bear, Adan rumbled and continued to devour her. His stubble chafed her and the inside of her thighs, adding to the exquisite sensations. Her breathing grew deeper and her skin glistened with sweat as he drew her closer and closer to the brink. The climax built within her, expanding outward, bigger and bigger and bigger until it exploded.

Kara gave a soft cry as she climaxed with the most amazing orgasm of her life. Her body shuddered and wouldn’t stop, and she swore she saw spots before her eyes. Adan gripped her hips in his hands and only pressed his face deeper into her, licking her long and hard, driving her from one powerful orgasm to another, making her body shudder with the power of the sensations. He kept going until she’d had too many orgasms to count, until she begged him to stop. When he finally rose up to stand between her thighs, he gathered her into his arms and held her so close to him she could hear his rapid heartbeat. She was still sitting on the countertop, his firm cock tight against her. She could feel it through the material and she couldn’t wait to have that cock driving in and out of her. “Damn.” Kara tilted her head to look up at Adan. “All I can say is damn that was great.” “You taste delicious.” Adan lowered his face to hers and she caught her scent mingled with his masculine smell of winter breezes and testosterone, and he kissed her.

About Jaymie

Jaymie Holland is the romantic erotica alter-ego of New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cheyenne McCray. Jaymie’s work should always be handled with oven mitts! Cheyenne’s books have received multiple awards and nominations, including *RT Book Reviews magazine’s Reviewer’s Choice awards for Best Erotic Romance of the year and Best Paranormal Action Adventure of the year *Three “RT Book Reviews” nominations, including Best Erotic Romance, Best Romantic Suspense, and Best Paranormal Action Adventure. *Golden Quill award for Best Erotic Romance *The Road to Romance’s Reviewer’s Choice Award *Gold Star Award from Just Erotic Romance Reviews *CAPA award from The Romance Studio Cheyenne grew up on a ranch in southeastern Arizona. She has been writing ever since she can remember, back to her kindergarten days when she penned her first poem. She always knew one day she would write novels, hoping her readers would get lost in the worlds she created, just as she experienced when she read some of her favorite books. Chey has three sons, two dogs, and is an Arizona native who loves the desert, the sunshine, and the beautiful sunsets. Visit Chey's website at CheyenneMcCray.com and meet up with her at Cheyenne McCray’s Place on Facebook!

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