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side. She shivered as his lips touched the bare flesh of her neck. The heat from his body radiated through the flimsy silk gown she wore, and she welcomed it, arching back against his torso as he feathered kisses down to her shoulder. “You’re late.”
    “I didn’t think you’d notice.” As she spoke, her voice wavered nervously.
    “I notice everything. The key. Give it to me now.”
    She raised her hand and he took the key from her.
    “Did you arrive late on purpose?”
    “No.”
    “Hmm. I think you did. Apart from the stealing, we’ll have to address the lying, too.”
    Her senses heightened as he stood behind her. She gasped as he tied a silk scarf securely around her eyes. “Is that necessary, Keaton?”
    “Yes, Maddie, now you’ll be doubly aware of everything I say and do.”
    Without sight, she would only have her sense of touch, smell, and hearing to guide her. Instantly, her breathing heightened as he began peeling the robe from her. Her body stiffened as the cool air from the bedroom feathered across her bare flesh.
    “Your shyness amuses me. I already know your body intimately. Surely, you remember we fucked nearly the whole night long?”
    His words were said to shock her, she knew, so she kept her mouth firmly shut. She wouldn’t be drawn into a conversation.
    He touched her breast, and squeezed her nipple hard. She was just about to cry out in pain when his mouth covered the tortured peak. His tongue lashed and soothed over the sensitive flesh. The combination of pain and then intense pleasure made her moan out loud.
    “Now, when I ask a question, answer me directly and truthfully. Otherwise, I may have to discipline you. Do we understand each other?”
    “Yes, Keaton.”
    “So did you enjoy last night?”
    “Yes,” she answered honestly. This feeling of losing control only heightened her arousal more. In all her life, she had thought tender, loving words were the only way she could achieve sexual satisfaction. It appeared she was wrong.
    “Good girl.” He clasped her chin and kissed her lips. “Now we’re finally getting somewhere. Hold your hands out in front of you.”
    Maddie held her arms out, and immediately they were bound with something soft, like cord or silk. Completely at his mercy, she let out a moan of opposition.
    “When you’ve answered all my questions, I’ll let you go. So how do you feel now?”
    “Scared, frightened.”
    “Anything else?”
    She swallowed hard. He must know. Surely he could see her increased breathing. If he looked into her eyes, he would know. Was that why he’d put a blindfold on her? Or maybe he didn’t want her to see his own sexual arousal?
    Her nipple was squeezed even tighter. This time he didn’t let go, and she moaned in pain. “That hurts.”
    “I asked if you felt anything else.”
    “Arousal,” she answered quickly. “Intense arousal.” He let her nipple free, and then sucked it hard, soothing the inflamed flesh with his tongue. She couldn’t help but moan her appreciation.
    “I want the truth, Maddie. Just the truth.” He pulled her toward him before roughly pushing her onto the bed. The feeling of being controlled heightened when her hands were secured above her head, onto what she assumed was the brass headboard. She pulled at the restraints.
    “There’s no need to tie me up, Keaton. You’re in charge. I won’t try to escape.”
    He roughly grabbed her ankles before pulling her legs apart and tying them to the bedstead.
    “It will focus your mind. Besides, I told you my tastes in sex are, shall we say, unconventional. I noticed you didn’t object when I was about to call the cops.”
    “No, I didn’t object, did I?” she whispered, wondering what was about to happen to her. At the moment, she longed for him to touch her everywhere. The fact that she couldn’t touch him would only heighten whatever he did.
    Kneeling between her legs, she felt him lean over her. His hands cupped her face, and he kissed her lips