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tossed it aside and focused on the buttons. With each button released from its mooring she revealed more of his amazing body. She pushed the shirt aside to trace the large, colorful dragon/koi tattoo that began on his left pec and wrapped around his bicep to disappear onto his back. Anticipation coiled in her belly. Oh how she wanted to find out how far his tattoo went.
    “You’ve tortured me enough tonight and I think it’s time you paid up,” she murmured against his lips. She skimmed light, teasing kisses from his mouth to his jaw.
    A startled gasp escaped her lips when he shifted and blanketed her body with his. He captured her wrists in one large hand and held them above her head.
    “One day, very soon, I’m going have you tied and helpless beneath me.”
    She sucked in a breath, holding his gaze, unwilling to admit how much she wanted the same thing.
    He traced the swell of her breasts just above the neckline of her corset. “But there is one image of you I can’t seem to get out of my head.” He touched his lips to hers in a long, drugging kiss that left her craving more. “Are you game?”
    “I’m yours for the weekend.”
    He chuckled, a smoldering look scorching her body. She responded to that look. “Oh, I like how that sounds.”
    Heat crept into her cheeks as she realized what she’d said. “I—uh, yeah.”
    He nipped at her neck, even as he settled deeper into the vee of her thighs. The heavy bulge of his erection rubbed against her core. Instinctively she raised her hips in greeting.
    “I want to watch you, beautiful,” he murmured against her lips.
    She stiffened. “Watch me what?”
    He rolled off her and helped her to sitting. “I want to watch you climax, before I send you over the edge again.”
    Trepidation whispered through her body at his words, but at the same time anticipation made her yearn for what he was offering, but she’d never touched herself before, well, not while anyone watched. It must have shown on her face, because a soft smile curved his lips.
    “We’ll go slow, but I so want to see you.”
    She knelt before him and relished the way his gaze drifted over her body, seeming to see everything and missing nothing.
    She tossed her hair back and donned a saucy smirk. “Like what you see?”
    “Hell yeah!” He wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her close. Her taut nipples grazed the fabric of his shirt and she sighed. He swept her hair aside and tucked it over one shoulder. “Every time I look at you, you take my breath away.” He moved behind her, his powerful thighs brushing her bare buttocks. She trembled in his embrace.
    “I do?”
    “Every time.” He wrapped his fingers around her hand and guided her palm over her breasts. “And I’ve thought about this for a long time.”
    She held a breath as desire moved through her system, fascinated as each stroke of her hand produced a delicious shiver through her veins. He had maneuvered them until they were facing the large mirror. Locked within his arms, he managed to make her appear small and delicate, something she never felt before, and it was just as arousing as seeing his hand move over hers.
    “Zach,” she whispered.
    He nodded, meeting her eyes in the mirror. “This is how I see you. Beautiful, worthy. Mine.” He guided one hand down the lacy front of her underwear, down her soft belly until she met the short damp curls covering her mound. Despite the bright red blush creeping up her neck he didn’t stop there. Together they cupped her wet vagina, slowly stroking back and forth until he used her fingers to slip between those silken folds.
    A moan eased past her lips.
    “That’s it, beautiful. For months I thought about how all that softness would feel wrapped around my cock.” He pushed her finger into her dripping slit.
    She allowed him to move her hand, forgetting to be self-conscious as waves of shivery sensation washed over her. There was something decadent about fondling herself, the slow