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against him? What did he expect of her?
    ‘I don’t think you have any intention of letting me go, otherwise why would you be doing this?’ Kara shook her arms, rattling the chain that connected the handcuffs around her wrists to the length of chain set into his bedroom ceiling and a nervous giggle escaped from her lips. She was way out of her depth but she couldn’t admit that to him – not now that she’d come this far.
    ‘ You know very well that I’m not forcing you to stay here, Kara. You can leave anytime you want. All you have to do is say the word.’
    Kara studied William’s face – the set of his chin, the curve of his mouth and the way his dark eyes continued their leisurely tour of her body. She would rather he had refused to let her go. She would have felt better about her position if he would only say that he intended to keep her here until he’d had his fill of her body, but he didn’t and she was left feeling slightly ashamed of herself for admitting, if only by her silence, that this was what she wanted – that this was what turned her on.
    ‘ It was you who asked for this.’ He was circling her now – inspecting her nakedness with a look of indifference that made her slightly uncomfortable. She blushed, wishing she could cover her breasts, suddenly embarrassed by her nudity. He was making it sound as if it had been her suggestion when she clearly recalled him bringing up the subject of restraints outside the restaurant. Kara was a little scared of what he meant to do to her. She had literally put her trust, and perhaps even her life, in his hands!
    William reached out with one finger and lightly traced the line of fine hairs that ran down the centre of her belly. Kara’s nerve ends rippled under his ghost like touch and her pulse began to race; thudding against her temple, pounding in her throat until her fear melted into a molten pool between her legs and she found herself moving towards his wandering finger.
    William smiled knowingly and leaned in as if to kiss her but stopped with his lips only a breath away from her own.
    Sun streamed in through the large sash window and lit up the piece of carpet she was standing on, highlighting her as the centre of attention. It should be dark. Her silhouette should be shrouded in night time shadows. This wasn’t the sort of thing people did in the middle of the day. She felt slightly depraved.
    ‘Are you afraid?’ His voice was softer this time; his smile warm and teasing.
    Kara couldn’t find her voice. ‘Are you?’ he repeated. His words vibrated on her lips, his sweet breath was cool against the raging heat of her cheek.
    ‘A…a little,’ she stammered and the throbbing between her legs grew stronger and more demanding of his attention.
    ‘That’s good,’ he replied.
    Kara looked into his eyes. It was as if he’d found that itch she could never quite reach and left it exposed for him to exploit.
    His hand was behind her now, his fingers dancing softly across her buttocks. Her flesh quivered under his touch. She whimpered softly and heard his intake of breath.
    ‘ I know you’ve been longing for this since the first moment we met.’ He leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the nape of her neck, and as she took a shuddering breath she felt the hardness of his cock beneath his clothes pressing into her. She pushed back against it but he moved out of her reach.
    His fingers brushed her inner thigh – but only fleetingly and then they were gone again. Kara’s head was spinning and her hips seemed to thrust involuntarily towards his roving finger wherever it landed. She parted her legs, longing to be touched…there…right there where she ached for him so much. Her breaths were ragged now, her body tingling with desire as she fought against her restraints to be closer to him.
    William backed away and leisurely peeled off his top but remained otherwise fully dressed.
    ‘ Are you ok?’ His rich, deep voice interrupted her madly racing