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shaking against his as her pussy convulsed around nothing. He held her—one hand on her ass, the other on her breast—as electricity seemed to course down every limb and back. The ropes held her fast. There was nowhere she could go, and nothing she had to do but come.
    “You, my little hedonist, are mine for the weekend,” he said, as the tremors continued to pass through her body.
    She couldn’t think of any reason that was a bad idea. None at all.
    “Yes, Colby,” she said as a second wave of pleasure washed over her.

Chapter Four
    Colby ran his hands over Sophia’s body, memorizing the weight of her breasts, the curve of her shoulder, the give of her ass when he squeezed it. She’d closed her eyes again. He wanted to push that vibrator aside and fuck her, but of course, sex was out of the question.
    He could feel her shudders. And he’d heard her scream. He’d have to be content. He knew she was experiencing pleasure as surely as she’d been experiencing pain a few moments before. He smiled to himself. That was what he wanted to show her, that pain and pleasure weren’t opposites. They weren’t at war with each other, not when it came to sex. Hopefully she’d continue to be interested in exploring for the rest of the weekend.
    Sweat soaked her body. It was stressful to be tied up, he knew. He checked her hands and checked the rope. She had good circulation, and the rope was loose enough to put two fingers between the rope and skin, all the way around. He put his hand on her mound. Unless he missed his guess, she was about to come again.
    He turned the vibrator off.
    She opened her eyes. “Why?”
    “Because I’ve more than proven my point.”
    She sagged in the ropes and closed her eyes again. He put his arms around her waist and lifted her up again. If she put too much weight on the ropes, they would start to cut into her skin, and he was afraid she was beyond caring. He also knew that the powerful vibrations could be hard to take, especially if you weren’t used to them, and they could make a woman’s clit painfully sensitive, which might not stop her from coming again, but just as pain could be turned into pleasure, even the pleasure of climax could be turned into pain. That was not what he wanted.
    Besides, he could tell she was exhausted. He waited patiently for half a minute, monitoring her breathing, feeling her pulse. All vital signs good, but I need more.
    “Talk to me, Sophia.”
    “’Bout what?” she asked.
    “Doesn’t matter.”
    “Why’d you stop?”
    “I felt you’d had enough.”
    “My clit’s kinda sore, actually. Not too bad.”
    “It would have been worse if I continued. I’m told it’s something you can get used to, but we’re not going there right now. Or this weekend. Because the next time you come, I want to feel it from the inside.”
    He meant with his hand, although he’d happily do it with his cock, but he realized the moment he’d said it that he’d probably be misunderstood. But she looked at him and said, “Yes, Colby. I think I’d like that.”
    Well, good enough. We will see where this takes us.
    “Now, let’s get that steak dinner.”
    She stared at him as he began to untie the ropes. Finally, she said, “You do realize I came, don’t you?”
    He smiled. “Of course I realize. Honey, I think the whole room knows you came.”
    She blushed crimson. “No.”
    “You screamed kinda loud the first time. And the second. The third was a bit quieter.” He undid the knots with practiced ease. He always tried to tie in a way that made it easy to undo, either for an emergency or just because he wanted to change positions or transition the scene to something else. It came in handy now.
    “Really?” She looked around, the first time she’d taken her eyes off him for a while, except to close them.
    He regretted bringing it up, but he wasn’t going to lie to her. “Really. But kinksters have short attention spans when it comes to other people’s scenes,