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demeanor shifted to serious. “So wet.” He dipped one finger into
     my channel and drew out more of my arousal.
    I lifted my hips off the bed when he swirled my wetness up around my clit, not touching
     the swollen nub directly.
    When he stopped, he gave me his lopsided grin.
    I tried to focus on his face. Why was he stopping?
    Acting on instinct, I flung my arms forward and wrapped my hands around his biceps.
     “Don’t tease.”
    He twisted his wrists to free himself, grabbing my arms and pulling them back over
     my head. “Do you understand the basic principles of BDSM?” He chuckled.
    “I do, but I told you I’m not a very good submissive.”
    “Yeah, well, I’m asking you to give me a night.”
    I hesitated. “Could we at least have sex first?”
    “You want me to fuck you and then dominate you?”
    I shrugged against the mattress. “It’s not a bad idea.”
    The grin spread again on his face. “Hon, that’s so not going to happen. See, the point
     is for me to drive you mad with need until you can’t see straight first.”
    He let go of my hands and leaned back to grab something behind him. When he returned,
     he held up a blindfold. “Let’s start with some basics.”
    I licked my lips, my pussy betraying me by filling with renewed wetness as he lowered
     the black material over my head and lifted my neck to secure it.
    Left in total darkness, my heart raced. The room was only dark for me. For him it
     was well lit, giving him a perfect view of my nudity.
    And then his hands were back on my wrists, wrapping something around first one and
     then the other. On his knees, he fiddled with something above my head and somehow
     attached me to the headboard.
    I gave a slight tug.
    “In an emergency, you could get free. It’s not that tight. The object is to allow
     me to restrain you. Give in to me. Submit. Let go. Amy and Cheyenne both say you’re
     anal to the point of making them crazy. Let that go. Give up the control for a night.
     See how it makes you feel.”
    I gasped, my heart threatening to stop. “You spoke to Amy and Cheyenne about me?”
    He cupped my face and ran his thumb alone my bottom lip. “Relax. They don’t know a
     thing. Neither do Cade or Riley. I’ve simply been present when they talk is all. They
     love you to pieces. It’s all good.”
    It wasn’t a secret that I was type A. Everyone knew it. I’d known Amy since fourth
     grade, and we met Cheyenne when we went to college seven years ago. My girls knew
     me well. They had teased me about my tendency to be controlling of every environment
     for years. Of course they would have joked about that in front of their men.
    I tried to slow my breathing.
    “Though I’m not sure why you’re so bent out of shape about them knowing we hooked
     up. It doesn’t need to be a matter of national security.”
    “It does. If we can’t agree on this, let me go.”
    He lowered himself between my legs again, dragging his hands down my neck and shoulders
     until he reached my breasts. “Mmm. I don’t think so. I’ll honor your request for secrecy.
     You can trust me. I didn’t say I would betray you. I just said I don’t understand
     the need to sneak around. I’m sure all four of them would be happy to hear we were…
     What are we doing?”
    I arched into his touch when his fingers grazed my nipples, bringing them once again
     to sharp points. It was difficult to concentrate and focus on the conversation with
     him touching me so intimately. I shook my head to clear my mind when his fingers stopped
     teasing. “Nothing. This can’t go any further. That’s why. I don’t want them to give
     me any grief. It’s no one’s business who I sleep with. But I tend to keep my relationships
     private.”
    “All of them? Surely you’ve had boyfriends before that Amy and Cheyenne knew about.”
    Not really… I’d had partners in college, guys I hooked up with, some of them for an
     extended period of time, but I never let anyone any