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asked to make sure the light in his eyes never faded. It might have been frightening if they were planning a future together—knowing she was so eager to obey Blake’s every command.
    But they only had tonight, and all she felt was ready.
    So, so ready.
    “Now you’re ready.” Blake echoed her thoughts. “Get up on the bench, hands down at the end with the cuffs.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER ELEVEN
    Erin
     
    Adrenaline dumped into Erin’s system as she climbed up on the bench, straddling the padded middle and positioning her knees on either side.
    The second her ass was in the air and her wrists positioned down where Blake waited with the gold handcuffs, her mind began to soften, her awareness narrowing to the man cuffing her in place.
    The familiar buzz of excitement and relaxation, anticipation and contentment, pulsed through her veins, making her feel more intoxicated than an entire bottle of the brandy they’d sipped at the bar could have ever accomplished. By the time Blake finished with her hands and smoothed one large, warm hand down her back, all the way to her rump, she was beyond rational thought, nothing but a bundle of nerves ready to respond.
    “You may speak when asked a direct question,” Blake said as he arranged her clothing with slow, deliberate movements.
    First he tugged both sides of the loose-fitting satin shorts up, exposing the cheeks of her ass to the cool air, making the fabric between her legs pull tight against her clit. It was just enough stimulation to make her gasp and tremble, wishing it were Blake’s fingers rubbing against her instead.
    “Do you like having your ass bared for me?”
    “Yes, sir.” Erin sighed in pure pleasure. “So much.”
    “What about your tits? Would you like me to see them? To touch them?”
    “Yes, sir,” she said, the words turning to a moan as Blake’s hands moved to her chemise, pulling at the neckline until her breasts sprung free. Her hypersensitive nipples brushing against the fabric was enough to send a fresh bolt of desire surging between her legs.
    “I love these tits. I love how your nipples feel in my mouth.” He captured one nipple in his hand as he spoke, plucking and tugging until Erin’s breath came in little pants and needy sounds issued from the back of her throat. “I love to suck them while you ride my cock. Do you like that?”
    Blake transferred his attentions to her other breast, pinching and rolling.
    Frissons of excitement shot between her legs, making her voice shake when she finally managed to speak. “Yes, sir. I want you inside of me. Please.”
    “I’m not going to change my mind, Erin. We agreed on the terms of engagement before we left the hotel,” he said, both hands busy with her nipples, making her head spin and things low in her body twist and ache.
    “Please, Blake,” she begged, certain she would lose her mind if she didn’t feel him filling every inch of the horrible emptiness between her legs. “Please, fuck me. Please, I—”
    “No. And you should know better than to ask.” His fingers abandoned her breasts, making her moan with a mixture of disappointment and relief. She couldn’t have taken much more without losing her mind from want, but she still felt the absence of his touch like a physical blow. “I’m disappointed.”
    “I wasn’t asking, I was begging,” Erin said, doing her best to explain herself. “Blake, please, I—”
    “You were only supposed to speak when answering a direct question.” Blake tucked her breasts back into her shirt. Seconds later he was circling around behind her, headed toward the selection of paddles and whips on the wall. “So I can only assume you want to be punished.”
    Excitement rushed across her skin, sharp and electric.
    God. Yes. This was so perfect. This was exactly how she’d always dreamed a scene could be, each moment flowing into the next almost like they were working from a script.
    She should have known Blake wasn’t the kind