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bursting, while his fingers pressed hard into her clit, and she came with a blast of fireworks going off in her head. She felt the hot spurt of his seed inside her as she spasmed around him, as they came together in a glorious burst of sensation.
    They were both breathing hard. His cock softened inside her, but he didn’t pull out. Even soft, Cam was always big. She didn’t want to think about anything else right now. He felt too good to her, her big husband with the wonderful cock and magical hands. Why hadn’t she remembered this about him? She was going to try very hard never to forget again.
    But for now, she was so tired. Once again, she slept.

 
     
    CHAPTER THREE

    T HE NEXT DAY AT WORK PASSED IN A DREAMLIKE haze for Jillian. Sensual dreams that distracted her, making it hard to concentrate on anything. Her limbs were sore from straining against the ropes, yet she reveled in the sensation. Her skin was sensitive to the tiniest breeze, to the scant friction of her silk blouse when she moved.
    She sat at the enormous glass expanse of her desk at the F. D. Leighton Gallery, where she was the director. Images flashed through her mind: the intensity of Cam’s expression as he held himself over her, thrusting into her body. The sensation of the ropes twining her wrists and ankles. Imagining what else he might do to her.
    The ring of the phone startled her out of her reverie.
    “F. D. Leighton Gallery, Jillian Ross speaking.”
    “Jillian, it’s Briana. How’s it going there without me?”
    Briana Douglas was her assistant at the gallery, her right hand, and her best friend. She was currently at home recovering from a broken leg, the result of a skiing accident.
    “It’s fine…not the same without you here, Bri.”
    “Of course not.” There was laughter in her voice. “So, what’s happening? How’s the Madonna and Child installation going?”
    “Oh…it’s going fine.”
    “Jillian? Wanna tell me what’s wrong with you?”
    “Wrong? Nothing’s wrong. I’m fine. Really good, in fact. Yeah, really good.” She smiled, remembering the previous night. Had Cam ever played her body so expertly before?
    “Well, you seem pretty spaced out. What is up with you?”
    Jillian grinned to herself, and tapped her coffee mug with a pen. “Um…”
    How much to tell? Briana was her best friend, but she still couldn’t tell her she was as sexually sated as she’d ever been in her life because her husband had tied her up last night.
    “Things are really good with Cam and me right now, that’s all.”
    “You got laid, didn’t you?”
    Jillian was surprised to find herself blushing. “I, uh…yeah.”
    “Sounds like it was fabulous, too. With that gorgeous husband of yours! So, was it awesome? Please tell me it was. I haven’t been laid in weeks. It’s just been me and my little electronic toys since I broke my leg. I need to live vicariously through others.”
    “Too much information, Bri.”
    “Sorry. But, you see what bad shape I’m in?”
    Jillian felt a sudden need to change the subject, before her lust-dazed mind caused her to blurt out too much. “So, when are you coming back to work?”
    “My doctor says I can come back on Monday. That’s what I called about.”
    “That’s great news. We’ll try to make sure you don’t overdo it.”
    “So, I’ll see you Monday. Maybe your brain will be working again by then.”
    Jillian laughed. “And maybe not, if I’m lucky.”
    They hung up and Jillian went back to her earlier musings. Briana was right: Cam was gorgeous. And great in bed. How had she forgotten that for all those months? The things he could do with his hands and his mouth, not to mention that big, beautiful cock of his.
    Her sex began to heat up just thinking about him, and she suddenly wished she had one of Briana’s toys at work with her.
    Lord, she was never going to get any work done this way! She gave herself a stern mental shake, and opened the folder on her desk. Inside were