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her desires? Take what Drew offered knowing that tomorrow she might wake up to find him gone?

She was a fool.

When Zoë opened her arms invitingly in surrender, his nostrils flared. Fire lit in the depths of his eyes. A burn she felt clear to her bones. His excitement showed in the sudden jerk of his cock. She could have sworn it grew firmer, longer before her.

“You’ll allow me to tie you up? Take you any way I want?”

Just the thought released moist desire between her thighs, a throb beginning that wasn’t there only seconds ago. She had no idea that Drew was into bondage and domination. The little spanking in the desert should have clued her in, but she was too overwhelmed with lust to care about anything.

Truth was, she had dabbled in the lifestyle a year ago. Zoë had found it exhilarating. She could release herself into someone’s care, think of nothing but pleasuring and being pleasured. There had been freedom in the experience. Not to mention pain had become her friend. She loved the sting of a whip, the pressure of nipple clamps, and being restrained intensified her climaxes. What would it be like with Drew?

For a moment she wondered how he was going to tie her up. When he spied her tool box, he left her briefly, retrieving something from the box. In his hand he held a couple of bungee cords and she smiled. Those things were certainly versatile.

Drew disappeared behind her. Hands on her shoulders, they made a sinful path down her arms until he grasped her wrists. Slowly he pulled them together behind her. A shiver of anticipation raked up her spine.

As the cool cord wound around her wrists, she admitted finding deep satisfaction in handing control over to someone else. For a moment she could be anyone she wanted to be, not the weak woman running from a memory. More importantly, she had been able to believe that the man who held her was Drew. And now it was really happening.

She felt a tug on her braid as the tie came loose. With assured hands he began to unravel her hair. It was cool slipping across her shoulders and down her back.

Without a word he took a cushion from the chair and placed it on the floor. When he faced her he was thoroughly aroused. Even his balls were tight against his body.

“Kneel.” A deep rasp appeared in his voice that hadn’t been there before. As she slid to her knees, he sucked in a tight breath. Her submission was turning him on. It wreaked havoc inside her body too. Desire twisted low in her belly. Her nipples ached to be pinched and sucked. And she was wet, the warm liquid sliding down her thighs.

A pearly bead of precome appeared from the small slit of his cock. Her tongue eased across her lips with the need to taste the salty drop of his essence.

Her intent gaze elicited one of those sexy growls from Drew. His fingers folded around his engorged shaft and he gave it several slow pumps. “Do you have any idea how you look, baby?” His legs were parted, his hips thrust forward as he stood before her masturbating. His palm moved firmly up and down.

She’d never seen a man take himself in hand. It was beyond exciting. Another rush of desire dampened her thighs. The ache between her legs was becoming unbearable.

Drew couldn’t believe this was happening. The picture before him was more than he had hoped for. Wrists restrained, Zoë on her knees in a show of surrender was something he had dreamed of. “You’re gorgeous.”

The bungee cord was secured lightly around her wrists. She could escape if she wanted to. The real thrill was that she didn’t want to.

The hunger and excitement in her eyes was killing him. He released his dick and moved forward, closer to her lips still swollen from his kisses. Heart racing, he couldn’t think of anything but how those lips would look wrapped around his cock.

“Fuck me with your beautiful mouth, baby.” His fingers tangled in her silky hair, pulling back lightly so her slender neck arched. He wanted to see her eyes, needed to watch her reaction as he entered the same mouth that had kissed him so passionately only seconds ago.

When he was within touching distance, her pink tongue slid between her lips and swept across the sensitive head of his dick, stealing a taste. A shudder shook him from head