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important enough to give you that look on your face is worth me being antsy for a few hours. And I’m already dying from curiosity.”
    He kissed her lips. Sipping at them, he took her mouth in a kiss that heated her blood until she sighed. “Let’s get you to bed. You look like you’re about ready to fall asleep. Bath? Shower?”
    “Neither, actually.” They both started pulling off her clothes. “I showered on the plane, just because I could.”
    “Awesome. End of the flight was good after we spoke? No issues with customs or anything?”
    Another yawn. “All was perfect. I really don’t know why it took us so long to do this. I know it was expensive, but we can do a lot with it. A lot.”
    “You’re such a rockstar.”
    “Me? Why me? I just did what we needed done so we stay on schedule.”
    “You can do anything you put your mind to. You literally just flew in our new private jet to lock in a five-year contract with the Prime Minister of Morocco. All in a language you don’t speak, in a mostly male-dominated country. I repeat. You. Are. A. Rockstar.”
    Her last piece of clothing hit the floor and Aslan yanked the edge of Zeke’s towel until it hit the ground. “Oops.” She smiled and he raised an eyebrow. “Well, when you say it that way it seems like a lot.” Her hand circled Zeke’s hard shaft and he hissed. “Miss me?” Unable to stop yawning, she covered her mouth with her free hand.
    “More than I can say.” He pulled her hand free. “Don’t pout. You get ready for bed.” He snagged the towel and her clothes off the floor and headed for the closet. “I have to go check on one thing and then I’ll meet you in bed.”
    “It’s a date.” Yes, she watched him go. No, she didn’t think she was dreaming, but she pinched her arm just to make sure. “So lucky.” She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and grimaced. Guess she didn’t have to ask if she looked as tired as she felt.
    A few minutes later, she climbed between her sheets. “Oh, how I’ve missed you.”
    “Did you say something?”
    Cuddling her favorite pillow, she sank into the cool soft sheets. “Just whispering sweet nothings to our bed.”
    “Be there in just a minute.”
    “Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.” She closed her eyes and sighed. Sleep found her before Zeke did.
     
    * * * * *
     
    Anticipation clawed at her insides the next evening. “Can I open my eyes yet?”
    “Nope.”
    “Oh, fuck, that smells like leather. Like toys.” She added the last part in a whisper.
    “No peaking, missy.”
    Aslan had crashed so hard the night before she never woke when Zeke called to her that he was almost finished or when he came to bed. When he pulled her close, he told her she was snoring. Not surprising. Jetlag was a bitch.
    She’d slept until noon and had woken up to him, between her thighs, beneath the covers licking her pussy. Coming on his mouth was only second best to coming on his cock. Which she’d done several minutes after that, when he’d flipped her over and fucked her from behind, so he could spank her ass red.
    Not because she did anything bad, but because he wanted to see his mark on her.
    Most delicious man she’d ever met.
    And now she finally stood in the room she’d promised not to go into. It had been the longest day of her entire life. Patience may well be a virtue but it certainly wasn’t one of hers. “Can I look yet?” She tightly squeezed her hands together in front of her, trying to keep from yanking the blindfold off.
    “Almost.” He shifted her position just a little bit and settled his hands on her shoulders. “Okay. Ready. Take off the—”
    “Wait. I have a question first.” She bit her lip, suddenly very nervous.
    He kissed her neck. “Anything.”
    “I know work people left here yesterday. And I know whatever I’m about to see is kinky in nature and if I know you at all, it’s very kinky in nature. I just want to know how embarrassed I’m going to be on