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He winced on her behalf.  Guess now s the time I should come clean and tell you I have a very low
pain threshold.
 So whipping and spanking are out?
He chuckled at her fake pout.  Unless you want to be on the receiving end.
 Hell no. She threw the whip and paddle aside and picked up long, purple, silken scarves instead.
 This and the handcuffs are probably about as kinky as this vanilla girl wants to get.
 Done. His relief mirrored hers and she laughed.
 Look at us, living on the wild side, she said, sliding the scarves through her fingers, savoring the
softness.
 Tying you up and having you at my mercy will be pretty damn wild, he said, making a grab for
the scarves.
 I don t think so. She held them overhead and shook her head.  If anyone s being hog-tied tonight,
it s you.
His eyes narrowed as he edged closer to her.  Sweetheart, when we first met, you told me you have
major control issues. Tonight, I want to see how far you can let go.
Good point. But exploring her sexuality was one thing; being tied up and at Jett s mercy was
another. It would require complete trust. One hundred percent confidence in him.
That s the moment everything she d been feeling for Jett clarified.
She never would ve had sex with him on the plane if she didn t trust him to some degree. And she
never would ve continued their fling on the island without feeling the same. As for tonight? She may
have dated infrequently in the past but she couldn t think of one of those guys she trusted enough to
even contemplate stepping outside her comfort zone sexually.
Jett was right. Time to relinquish control and see how far she could go.
Her hands shook slightly as she handed him the scarves.  Okay. I trust you.
Tenderness darkened his eyes.  Good. So you ll do as I say?
 Within reason.
The corners of his mouth quirked.  You can stop at any time.
With the images of what he could potentially do to her if she were tied up flitting across her mind in
erotic detail, she seriously doubted that would be an option.  What first?
 Strip for me. He scooted up the bed until he reached the headboard and leaned back against the
pillows.  Now.
 Yes, Master, she said, earning a wry grin as she stood and walked around the bed to stand a few
feet away from him.  I hope you like what you see.
 Never in doubt, he said, his hungry gaze riveted to her hands as she slipped one strap off her right
shoulder, repeated the action on the left, and shimmied a little. The dress slid to the floor, leaving her
wearing a black satin thong.
He stared at her breasts, intense and focused, until her nipples hardened into peaks.  Take it all
off, he growled, his gaze traveling lower as she snagged the satin elastic and tugged.
His eyes seemed to glow in the bedroom s dim lighting as she kicked away the thong, leaving her
naked and wet and wanting.
 Lie down. He swept the box off the bed, its contents spilling to the floor.  Right here.
He pointed to the middle of the bed, his gaze unwavering as she obeyed.  On your back.
Her initial nerves at playing any kind of out-of-the-ordinary scenario faded, replaced by something
more potent. Lust. Excitement. Anticipation. Her clammy skin stuck to the sheets a little as she
wriggled into place.
 Good. He nodded his approval.  Now spread your legs.
Allegra s resolve faltered. It was one thing being naked when the two of them were going at it, but
lying before him, revealing all?
He stood and moved toward the end of the bed. His fingertips brushed her ankle and she quivered.
 Like this, he said, cradling her heel in his hand as if she were made of glass, and sliding her leg to
the right, his gaze locked on hers.
She watched as he did the same with her left leg, never breaking eye contact. The sincerity she
glimpsed helped ease her jumpiness. Until he picked up the silk scarves.
This time he didn t speak as he bound her ankles to the bed s chrome frame. Her shallow breathing
was the only sound in the room as he tugged on her bindings. Apparently satisfied they d hold, he
stood at the foot of the bed, his hungry gaze fixed shamelessly on where she throbbed.
 Beautiful, he said, a fingertip starting at her ankle and sliding upward with excruciating
slowness. Her skin pebbled as he skimmed her knee, traced the contour of her inner thigh, before
delving in her dampness.
She arched off the bed, half sitting up, but he shook his head.  Can t have you moving around with
what I ve got planned.
His wicked smile almost made her come as he placed a palm on her chest and eased her back onto
the bed.
 Place your arms overhead. He snagged the handcuffs and dangled them overhead.  Once these
are on, you ll be completely at my mercy. Think you can handle it?
The thought of handing over complete control to anyone, least of all a guy she d known less than a
week, petrified her. But Jett had never made her feel anything but special and she trusted him.
Foolish? Maybe. But Allegra had come this far. No way would she back out now.
She nodded, her hair rustling on the pillow.  Do it.
He snapped the handcuffs in place and she tried lowering her wrists. To no avail. She was bound
tight. Spread-eagled before him. Ready, willing, and embarrassingly wet.
 God, you re gorgeous. His gaze started at her fingertips and worked its way down, lingering on
her breasts, her Brazilian, his increasing shortness of breath matching hers.  I m glad these rooms are
soundproof because I m going to tease you  til you scream.
A needy whimper escaped Allegra s lips as she watched Jett strip. He didn t make a show of it and
she appreciated the speed. The sooner he got naked and down to business her the better.
The bed dipped as he settled between her legs, his warm breath fanning the bundle of nerves that
needed barely a flick before sending an orgasm slamming through her. Her breathing grew choppy as
he lowered his head. Closer. So exquisitely close&
She tensed, every muscle in her body coiled in anticipation of that first, delicious sweep of his
tongue.
Then he did the unthinkable.
He bypassed the target.
 Jett& , she warned, lifting her pelvis toward his mouth.
He grinned and swiped his tongue along her inner thigh in one, long, teasing sweep.  Patience.
His hot tongue glided up her thigh, across her stomach, and down the other side, skirting around the
one area that would combust if he didn t pay attention to it soon.
She writhed as he nipped the tender skin of her groin, the sharp pull of her restraints ramping up the
tension, making her body zing. As he inched closer to where she wanted him most, the maddening
throb escalated until it was all she could focus on.
That s when the tip of his tongue flicked her clit.
Her hips jolted and surged upward, her body thrashing, but only as far as his bindings allowed. She
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