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recalled the proper response. She bucked her hips upward, trying to force a more deliberate contact between his hand and her clit.
    “Do you want to come, baby?”
    “Yes, Evan. Yes.”
    Anne was almost incoherent at this point, caught in a sexual stupor where everything ceased to exist except what Evan was doing.
    Evan began a purposeful thrusting just as his calloused fingers stroked the center of her pleasure with a circular motion. She trembled from head to toe as exquisite pangs of carnal lust rampaged through her body.
    Tiny quivers morphed into full-blown tremors ready to ignite and burst.
    Evan plunged deeper, harder, and faster, his driving cock and torturous fingers taking her to the brink.
    “Anne, come now. You’ve earned it, baby.”
    One last twist and pull on a tender nipple sent a frisson of sensation straight to her clit.
    Her toes curled. Her body stiffened. Her rapturous cry was loud in the bedroom as she exploded in ecstatic bliss.
    Evan groaned and, with a grunt of satisfaction, spurted his release and filled her with his warm essence.
    A buzzing vibration broke her erotic reverie. Her cell phone signaled the arrival of a text message. A quick glance at the clock showed it was ten twenty.
    Who would be texting her this late on a Thursday night?
    Her roommate was busy with her latest conquest, so she doubted it would be Macy. She clicked on the text icon.
    I’m disappointed you haven’t been back to try out the scarves.
    Anne dropped the phone as if it had come to life in her hands.
    How did he get my number?
    Her breath caught.
    She picked up the phone and stole a quick glance at the message.
    It hadn’t changed. Oh, God, now what?
    She jumped as the phone buzzed again. Another text scrolled up.
    If you behave, I’ll use one of the scarves to blindfold you .
    Liquid warmth pooled in her center.
    Anne took a deep breath. She was already aroused from her day dream about the pre-dawn encounter with Evan. The thought of wearing a silky blindfold had her breathless and dizzy.
    Buzz.
    Have you ever been blindfolded before?
    Her heart was beating like a jackhammer.
    Did she dare reply?
    Did she dare not?
    Anne remembered his directive regarding answering questions. She typed in a hesitant no.
    No, what?
    Anne rolled her eyes. Good thing he couldn’t see her.
    No, Evan .
    That’s my girl. You remembered.
    How did you get my number?
    I have my ways. Now you have my number. Call me.
    Anne stared at his latest demand.
    Her brain said to turn off the phone and ignore the directive.
    Her rebellious libido taunted her with the knowledge that if she didn’t call him, she’d be haunted by images of being blindfolded.
    Her breathing quickened. Her body was telling her what it wanted.
    Buzz.
    Call me…now.
    Fingers shaking, she pushed the call button.
    She held her breath. It rang once…twice. Maybe he wouldn’t answer.
    Will I be disappointed or relieved if he doesn’t answer?
    “That’s my girl. You did well, Annie.”
    She beamed at his praise. A frown replaced her smile. Why was his approval so important to her? She wasn’t sure she liked that. She would have to think about it. Later.
    “H-Hello.” Sheesh, her voice was as shaky as her fingers. Time to go on the offensive. “Are you stalking me?”
    “Would you like me to stalk you?”
    His velvety purr sent a shiver through her. He didn’t seem in the least put off by her accusation. Anne was speechless. What does one say to that?
    “Anne, I asked you a question. Would you like me to stalk you?”
    “Of course not.” Indignity laced her words. “No one wants to be stalked. Evan.”
    She had almost forgotten to add his name.
    “I would stalk you only if it gave you pleasure. I want to give you pleasure, Annie.”
    Someone must have turned up the thermostat in her bedroom. Anne was hot. Very hot. In more ways than one. She fanned herself, took a deep breath.
    His voice rumbled. “Have you had anyone devote himself to your pleasure?”
    How