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exceedingly smug. “I thought so. You’re a natural.”
    Athena wanted to ask what she was supposed to be a natural at, but since she was still in the throes of the pleasure jag he’d given her and didn’t wish to waste a moment of it, the keeping-quiet thing really came into its own.
    “Pleasure and pain,” he said softly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face. “The dividing line is sometimes difficult to define.”
    His hair was falling all over his eyes, and without thinking, she lifted a hand to return the favour and push it aside.
    “I warned you,” he said.
    Oh hell, I’d forgotten about that. Actually, she’d thought he was joking. When he reached down and pulled the belt from his jeans, she realized that he wasn’t. Far from being alarmed, her excitement level went up a few notches. Being completely at his mercy might turn out to be an even greater rush, if that was possible. She was already teetering on the edge, completely abandoned, ready to explore erotic realms she’d never before been a party to. She was so turned on, her body pulsating with such agonising need, that she would do absolutely anything he asked of her.
    Anything at all.
    She was beginning to think she’d missed out all these years by not finding a man who wanted to dominate her. She had no intention of wasting a second of the experience, now that she had.
    “Turn over, darling. I want you on your hands and knees.”
    She did as he asked, panting with expectation. Her juices were now trickling down her inner thighs. Perhaps she’d be punished for that transgression as well.
    “Very nice!”
    He reached for her tits, dangling below her, and squeezed. Hard. Athena cried out but not because he was hurting her. He seemed to understand that and responded by squeezing her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, stretching them as far away from her body as they would go. Incandescent desire streaked through her, almost driving her over the edge. She moaned, tossing her head backward so that the pressure of her nipples increased.
    “Take it easy.” He tapped her butt lightly. “Are you always this impatient? You can answer me,” he added when she didn’t immediately respond.
    “You don’t want to know how long it’s been,” she said. “Anyway, I’d be too embarrassed to tell you even if you asked.”
    He continued to tug at her nipples but hadn’t yet carried out his threat to tie her up. “I can’t believe that’s for lack of offers.”
    She grunted. “You obviously haven’t seen the local talent.”
    He chuckled. “Good point.”
    “Besides, working here with Gramps has taken all my time and energy.” She squirmed when he pinched and then tugged her nipples to impossible lengths. “God, that’s soooo good. Sorry,” she added contritely.
    His hand landed of her buttocks. “Roll with the pain, babe, and then just wait and see what happens.”
    “Argh…oh!”
    She’d spoken again—well kind of—but he didn’t seem to mind.
    “Exactly.”
    She could hear the satisfaction in his voice. His hand landed again, a little harder. At the same time he resumed the torture of her clit. Athena rotated her shoulders and tossed her head from side to side, wondering what was happening to her. The sensible, no-nonsense Athena who had occupied this body for the past twenty-six years appeared to have taken a vacation. She certainly didn’t recognize the abandoned creature, voluntarily having her butt spanked, driven almost crazy with a combination of pleasure and pain, desperate to be fucked.
    “You ever had anal sex?” he asked, a finger circling that location.
    She flinched in spite of herself. “No.”
    “I thought not.” He sounded pleased at her lack of adventure. “We’ll have to put that right sometime soon. I have a feeling you’ll love it.”
    Will I? “Yes,” she said without hesitation, deciding that if she was going to broaden her pathetically narrow horizons, then she’d never find a