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sighed in disappointment that he hadn’t been naked with her, but at the same time it had been erotic feeling the roughness of his clothing against her sensitive skin.
    Her pussy went on spasming while she looked at him and the feral gleam in his eyes as he reached for her. She didn’t know what to expect as he helped her to her feet, and was pleasantly surprised when he took her mouth in a wild, possessive and dominating kiss.
    Again his tongue mastered her, claiming her, and it was all she could do to stand.
    Her perspiration-coated body was smashed against his body as he grasped her by the ass and ground his growing erection against her belly. Smells of sex and sweat and his spicy male scent filled her senses.
    John reached around her and unfastened the belt binding her wrists as he kissed her. The belt fell to the floor with a soft thud. Her wrists and arms were sore from being behind her. He brought them between them as he broke the kiss and started massaging her wrists and working his way up to her shoulders. She was already boneless from her orgasm and everything else she’d just been through, and his massage made her want to drop into a puddle of liquid heat.
    His smile was so damn sexy as he looked down at her then brushed her forehead with his lips. He was a good six inches taller than her five-foot six-inch height. Only his big hands on her arms kept her standing.
    As he massaged her he nuzzled her hair and audibly inhaled. “Some kind of flower—orange blossoms maybe? Whatever it is, you smell so damn good, sweetheart.”
    Elsie just released a deep, shuddering sigh and leaned against him, enjoying his hard, muscular chest against her soft breasts. His shirt had a clean, starched smell that lingered with his spicy scent.
    John worked his hands up her shoulders to her neck and then cupped her face.
    “You are so beautiful, Elsie.” He brushed kisses over her nose, her cheeks, her jawline, to her ear. When he backed away he slipped his fingers into her curtain of hair and 28
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    fluffed it over her shoulders. “I love your hair down.” He let his hands trail from her hair to her neck. “And I love the sprinkling of freckles on your shoulders,” he said as he ran his palms up and down, from her upper arms to her throat.
    As she looked up into his blue eyes, she gave a sated sigh again. “Where do we go from here?” she said softly.
    He brushed his mouth over hers and tickled her lips when he spoke. “Are you a lifestyle sub or a bedroom sub?”
    When he drew back to look in her eyes she smiled. “Definitely only when it comes to sex. Otherwise, watch out.”
    With a grin, he said, “The flogger triggered your response to me.”
    “My body was already responding to you.” She gave a soft laugh. “But I never dreamed this would happen.”
    John cupped her cheeks and kissed her again. “We played that I was your Dom tonight. Will you be my sub?”
    She didn’t even hesitate when she responded, “Yes.”
    “Good.” He raised his head and looked at her. With a wink he added, “By the way, you’re hired.”
    Elsie laughed. “When do I start?”
    “As soon as possible.”
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    Cheyenne McCray

Chapter Three
    John could hardly maintain his focus as he pumped iron in his home workout room, working on his biceps. All he could think about was Elsie Meyers and all that they had shared last night. Goddamn, it had been incredible.
    After he’d helped her dress and pick up almost all of the items from her briefcase, he’d walked her out to her little blue sports car and gave her one last kiss. It had been dark by the time they made it out of his office building, only the yellow glow of the parking lot light illuminating her wet features. It had still been raining, but neither of them seemed to care as their kiss lingered on.
    Reluctantly he let her leave and stared in the direction her car had headed long after it disappeared from sight. He’d asked her to spend the last night with him,