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lot to absorb,” he said. “But I wish you’d give it a chance to sink in before dismissing me as a delusional, lying nutcase. I can tell you don’t believe me. It’s clear you don’t appreciate just how much danger you’re in.”
“What do you want me to say?” I shrugged. “It sounds crazy, and you’re not exactly high on the list of people I trust right now.” When I saw him inhale sharply, I felt a twinge of guilt as I wondered if maybe there was an element of truth to his bizarre story. “And you’re right, it is a lot to take in,” I added in a gentler tone.
“I’m going to have to put the handcuffs back on now,” Hayden informed me as he guided my hands back toward the headboard of the four poster bed. “Tell me if they hurt, okay? I’ll adjust them for you until you’re comfortable.”
“Can’t you just do one?” I pleaded, an escape plot forming in my mind.
Appearing to hesitate for a moment, Hayden finally relented. “Okay.” He secured one of my wrists to the bed, leaving the other one free. Then he looked at me. “We have a lot of time to kill. I know how much you like to read…I brought books, if you want?”
“I didn’t know you read.”
“I don’t really. Or at least I didn’t until after I met you,” he admitted. He set a bag of books down on my lap and left me to rifle through it. “I’m going to make us something to eat,” he said before exiting the small, cozy room.
Food was the last thing on my mind, and I doubted I’d be able to concentrate on words on a page even if I wanted to read. But I obediently played along, pretending to select a book and stare at its pages as my mind raced.
I could hear the sounds of Hayden banging around in the kitchen. If I closed my eyes I was instantly transported back to the way he’d looked standing in my kitchen in his boxers with the sunlight streaming in…
Hayden returned a short while later with sandwiches. “It’s nothing fancy, I’m afraid,” he said, holding out a plate. I set the book I was holding down and gratefully took the plate, balancing it on my lap as I ate with one hand. It was a simple feta cheese and tomato sandwich but somehow even that tasted amazing. He really did have a talent when it came to preparing food.
He began to settle down on the bed next to me with his sandwich, but then he stopped and looked at me. “Is this okay?” he asked, referring to him getting on the bed next to me. “I can sit on the floor if you’d prefer.”
“Whatever,” I said nonchalantly through a mouthful of sandwich. In reality, being in bed with him again – even with our clothes on and nothing sexual happening between us – was stirring up old feelings. I felt warmth spread over my face and then down to my entire body as his arm accidentally brushed against mine.
He was the only man I’d ever been with. When we’d been together, he’d been the sort of lover most women can only dream of, considerate and passionate all at once. He’d been the perfect mix of gentle and rough, tender and demanding. Sometimes the sex wasn’t lovemaking. Often it was primal and animalistic. But there had been something special even about the carnal, no-holds-barred fucking.
Sometimes I wondered if I’d ever find another man who could awaken such intense emotions within me. No matter what my mind said, my body missed him…his touch, his lips, his cock. I wanted him.
Chapter 06
I tried to tell myself what I was going to do next was practical. It served a purpose. If it went according to plan, it would be my ticket out of there. But that wasn’t exactly the whole truth. If I was to be completely, utterly honest with myself, I just wanted to feel Hayden’s tongue explore my mouth while his fingers strummed my clit like a finely tuned instrument one last time.
“Did our time together mean anything at all to you?” I asked in a tiny
“What do you want me to say?” I shrugged. “It sounds crazy, and you’re not exactly high on the list of people I trust right now.” When I saw him inhale sharply, I felt a twinge of guilt as I wondered if maybe there was an element of truth to his bizarre story. “And you’re right, it is a lot to take in,” I added in a gentler tone.
“I’m going to have to put the handcuffs back on now,” Hayden informed me as he guided my hands back toward the headboard of the four poster bed. “Tell me if they hurt, okay? I’ll adjust them for you until you’re comfortable.”
“Can’t you just do one?” I pleaded, an escape plot forming in my mind.
Appearing to hesitate for a moment, Hayden finally relented. “Okay.” He secured one of my wrists to the bed, leaving the other one free. Then he looked at me. “We have a lot of time to kill. I know how much you like to read…I brought books, if you want?”
“I didn’t know you read.”
“I don’t really. Or at least I didn’t until after I met you,” he admitted. He set a bag of books down on my lap and left me to rifle through it. “I’m going to make us something to eat,” he said before exiting the small, cozy room.
Food was the last thing on my mind, and I doubted I’d be able to concentrate on words on a page even if I wanted to read. But I obediently played along, pretending to select a book and stare at its pages as my mind raced.
I could hear the sounds of Hayden banging around in the kitchen. If I closed my eyes I was instantly transported back to the way he’d looked standing in my kitchen in his boxers with the sunlight streaming in…
Hayden returned a short while later with sandwiches. “It’s nothing fancy, I’m afraid,” he said, holding out a plate. I set the book I was holding down and gratefully took the plate, balancing it on my lap as I ate with one hand. It was a simple feta cheese and tomato sandwich but somehow even that tasted amazing. He really did have a talent when it came to preparing food.
He began to settle down on the bed next to me with his sandwich, but then he stopped and looked at me. “Is this okay?” he asked, referring to him getting on the bed next to me. “I can sit on the floor if you’d prefer.”
“Whatever,” I said nonchalantly through a mouthful of sandwich. In reality, being in bed with him again – even with our clothes on and nothing sexual happening between us – was stirring up old feelings. I felt warmth spread over my face and then down to my entire body as his arm accidentally brushed against mine.
He was the only man I’d ever been with. When we’d been together, he’d been the sort of lover most women can only dream of, considerate and passionate all at once. He’d been the perfect mix of gentle and rough, tender and demanding. Sometimes the sex wasn’t lovemaking. Often it was primal and animalistic. But there had been something special even about the carnal, no-holds-barred fucking.
Sometimes I wondered if I’d ever find another man who could awaken such intense emotions within me. No matter what my mind said, my body missed him…his touch, his lips, his cock. I wanted him.
Chapter 06
I tried to tell myself what I was going to do next was practical. It served a purpose. If it went according to plan, it would be my ticket out of there. But that wasn’t exactly the whole truth. If I was to be completely, utterly honest with myself, I just wanted to feel Hayden’s tongue explore my mouth while his fingers strummed my clit like a finely tuned instrument one last time.
“Did our time together mean anything at all to you?” I asked in a tiny
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