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my hips, he leaned in and kissed my neck, gently urging me back to sanity. My bound hands pushed backward, edging the bulge on his pants.
    Oh, he was hard. Large, swollen, and ready like strong rock poised on an avalanche.
    More wet heat gushed through me. My virgin guard broke, and as I flushed and simmered beneath him, I couldn't think about anything except how badly I wanted him to take me then and there.
    But the energy couldn't keep flowing at such a frantic pace – not if I was going to survive this.
    I collapsed, throwing my legs slack near the table's sides. I wilted like a rose in winter, suddenly cool and exhausted beneath his heavy body.
    Garrett's sweet body heat swirled around me. He kept kissing my neck, stamping my flesh with his softer heat, occasionally flicking his tongue to my moist skin and savoring my taste.
    “Don't go to sleep on me yet. That was just a warm up, baby. I took you for a test drive. Now I want to get in and floor it 'til you're purring underneath me. Purring hard.”
    His hips rolled forward, pushing his bulge against my fingertips. I gasped. My eyes rolled.
    Wow! If that's not a wake up call...
    “Do you want to feel it? Suck it? Fuck it?” He thrust forward again, stroking the hard length beneath his trousers on my knuckles.
    I moaned beneath him. New cream trickled out between my thighs. I swore I was wetter than I'd ever been in my life, soaked to the deepest depths.
    “Yes!” I hissed.
    What's happening to me? What am I saying?What kind of magic is this?
    Garrett's hands shot to my wrists. He slowly unhitched the handcuffs, freeing me from my prison –
    no doubt to sample his cock, the very first one I'd ever seen or taken.
    I swallowed hard and slowly rose when he made room for me. I turned, propped myself at the edge of the table, watching as he took several long steps backward.
    Garrett's tattoos rippled as his arms moved. He held one hard fist at his side, while the other hand went straight for his zipper.
    Lower, lower, I watched the little metal tag fall. The potent glint in his eye reminded me he was a master tease, an inked muse for the senses.
    I didn't know whether to love him or hate him. Couldn't I do both?
    “Garrett! Come on out! You're in there, aren't you?”
    I jumped when I heard the angry male voice behind the curtain. Garrett looked up, one flick away from opening his fly and releasing the aching flesh there.
    His lips peeled back, an annoyed growl slipping through his teeth, He caught his zipper and yanked it up. Disappointment set in like a quick moving fog.
    “Yeah. I'm here,” he said.
    “Out here. Now. We've got things to talk about.”
    Garrett turned, slowly slipping past me as I lingered on the table. “This should only take a minute,”
    he muttered.
    I folded my arms. A sudden chill floated up my spine, as though he'd taken all the sweet, rosy warmth with him when he stepped outside the fold.
    “You fucking thief! What the hell do you think you were doing with her? You think I wouldn't find out?”
    “Easy, Michael. You know how it is with the subs who come here. They like to hop around,
    experience new things with different Doms. Eliza told me you couldn't bind her like she wanted. Your rope work was too weak. That's why she came to me.” Garrett's voice had that edgy, confident spark in it again.
    My ears pricked up and I craned my neck. New fire kindled in my heart, but it wasn't lust. Disbelief could burn too.
    “New things, yes. But you didn't have to fuck her.”
    My heart sank. What the hell was going on? Who was Eliza? Some kind of girl caught in a love triangle with him and this stranger?
    Eep! Don't tell me I'm the other woman...
    I quietly prayed Garrett wasn't as badass as he looked. It was one thing to be hard and rough around the edges...but letting a remorseless creep take my virginity?
    “She threw herself at me. It was just a one time thing. She hasn't even been back to the Red Widow since, Michael. What are you so pissed