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Stirling passed the ends of the rope beneath Kendra’s arms so that the rope passed beside her breasts. He crossed them behind her back and gave the rope a little tug that sent a thrill through Kendra. Tight. It was going to be tight. She wasn’t going to be able to wiggle free.
    And then what? How would he discipline her? Kendra couldn’t wait to find out.
    He worked decisively but not quickly, a man who had done this before and did it right every time. Kendra already knew she was going to fall hard for him.
    He stepped around her so the rope was at the front, wrapped around her waist. He gave it another tug, ensuring that it was taut against her skin. It was as if he was emphasizing to her that her bonds wouldn’t be loose. Kendra remembered his vow that he would touch and he would take, and was sure she wouldn’t be getting out of her bonds alone ever again.
    Had she ever been so wet before?
    The rope ends then wound over her thighs to her crotch. When he passed the rope between her legs and tugged it from behind her butt, Kendra was surprised that she already felt encased.
    “This is a technique documented by John Willie,” he said as if he were describing a scheme for managing payables. “He called it the string tie or the G-string tie. I believe he was inspired by the bikini.”
    “Should I know his name, sir?”
    “No, but you might want to research his work.” He stood behind her, holding the rope ends below her butt. He wrapped each end of rope around one of her wrists. He made four or five coils around each wrist, like a wide spiral bracelet, and tightened them against her hips. He then brought the two ends of rope over her hips to the front again, exactly like the line of a bikini bottom. He moved her wrists, sliding them in their bonds, so that they were resting on either side of her butt, then knotted the rope over her belly. It was a strange feeling, because her wrists were bound to her hips, yet the rope seemed to tug her labia open. She felt both bound and displayed.
    “Wriggle,” he invited.
    Kendra twisted, expecting to be able to get free easily. It wasn’t the case, even though there was only one knot. She could slide her wrists a little bit in each direction but couldn’t get them free. She couldn’t raise her hands and couldn’t squirm out of the rope. Every move made the rope slide against her puss, creating a friction that was more than distracting. She caught her breath, knowing she was truly bound for the first time, and felt her skin heat.
    It was scary and exciting.
    Exactly the way she’d hoped.
    When she looked at him, he smiled. His eyes were vivid blue again, his attention sharp. He walked around her and she preened, wanting him to admire her.
    To take her.
    She felt the heat of his body close behind her, the brush of his trousers against her butt. She closed her eyes and swallowed, wanting more than she ever had before. She wished he would grab her, feel her up, squeeze her breasts and bang her hard.
    “More like what you had in mind?” Reid whispered, his breath warm against her nape. Kendra shivered then nodded, even as her heart skipped. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
    “I wish you’d take me hard, right now.”
    “How?”
    “Grab me. Toss me over a chair. Kick my legs apart and drill me.”
    He came to stand in front of her, seeming large and mysterious as he stood before her. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and Kendra inhaled each time his fingers brushed her skin. “So, my new toy has fantasies of rough sex.”
    Kendra couldn’t even swallow, not when he was watching her so intently. She nodded.
    “Ever explored them?”
    She shook her head.
    “The fantasy might be better than the reality, Miss Jones.”
    “There’s only one way to know for sure, sir.”
    His eyes glinted with a promise that made Kendra’s heart skip.
    “Indeed.” He slowly took the ends of the rope up to her waist, knotted them together there, then wound the ends around