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through her body, her sex. She wished he would use those clever fingers
    between her legs.
    Please…
    He gathered her breasts in his hands, pushing them
    together.
    "Too damn perfect," he muttered. Then he let her go and turned away.
    She had one small moment of panic simply because
    he was no longer touching her. But soon he turned back
    to her, leaned in close to her face and told her, "Stay as still as you can, Skye. This is going to hurt."

    * * * *
He watched her pupils widen at his threatening
    words, exactly the effect he'd been after. Not that it was a lie, of course. This was going to hurt.
    He pulled from his pocket a tiny, red, plastic
    clothespin he'd picked up at a crafts store. Amazing the things one could find there. Or in a supermarket, a
    hardware store. Pervertibles, he liked to call them, these everyday objects that could so easily be turned into
    instruments of torture.
    Leaning over Skye's bound body, he smoothed a few
    fingers over the soft skin at the edge of her left breast. An exquisitely sensitive area, he knew. He pinched the skin together lightly between his fingers, pulled a bit, and fastened the tiny clothespin there. He smiled when she
    sucked in a sharp breath.
    "Breathe into it, Skye. It'll get a bit worse before it gets better. I'm going to put a lot more of these on you."
    He pulled a few more of the pins from his pocket,
    and created a small arc of them down the side of her

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    breast. Every pin caused a small, satisfying gasp. He
    loved the sound of it, that whisper-soft noise coming
    from between her plump, red lips. And Christ, those
    lips…all he could think of when he looked at her mouth
    was pushing his cock in, fucking that lush mouth. His
    cock filled, hardened.
    Control.
    Yes, he needed to control himself. He'd thought this
    would be easier, without her hot little body pressed
    against him. But it didn't seem to matter. Just looking at her was challenging his self-control.
    Focus.
    He moved in again and began a line of the wicked
    little pins down the side of her right breast. By the time he was done, she was panting hard. He stepped back to
    look at his handiwork.
    "Beautiful."
    And she was. So fucking beautiful he could hardly
    stand to look at her. Bound to the table, her legs spread wide so that he could see her pink pussy lips, damp and inviting as hell. And the pins pinching her skin. He knew it hurt, could see it in the dilation of her pupils, in the sharp cadence of her breath. He wanted to hurt her. He
    wanted to bring her pleasure. He wanted to do
    everything to her. For her.
    He slipped a hand between her thighs and right into
    the heat of her. Like hot silk inside. What would his cock feel like wrapped up in that slippery heat?
    He pumped his fingers into her, pressed onto her
    hard little clit with his thumb, making her squirm. Then he pulled the first pin off.
    She yelped.
    "Yes, I know it hurts, worse coming off than going on. The blood is rushing back into your skin. I know how bad it is, but it's good at the same time, isn't it, Skye?"
    "Yes…" She groaned, her head thrashing from side to 37
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    side.
    "You can handle it. I promise you." He leaned in and brushed a kiss over her hot cheek. "It's about to get much worse."
    He pulled another pin off, and this time, rather than
    waiting for her to ride the pain out, immediately pulled off two more. She arched up off the table. He plunged his fingers deep into her pussy.
    "Oh!"
    "Yes, pain and pleasure, all at the same time." He caught her face in his free hand, held her chin, forcing her to look at him. Her golden brown eyes were glowing.
    "You love it, don't you, Skye? Tell me you want more."
    "Yes…," she panted. "Please, Adam."
    The pant turned into a whimpering cry when he
    circled her clit with his thumb, pressing down. He took another pin off.
    "Oh…oh, oh, oh…"
    He pumped his fingers into her, removed the last
    few pins in rapid succession. She was crying out,