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her twine her numb fingers together at the small of her back. His thumb stroked along her cheek.
    “You’ll be fine in a moment,” he assured her. “You were chained longer than I’d wanted.”
    Still he had wanted her chained, Jessica interpreted, filling in his unspoken words.
    Standing, he wedged his boot between her thighs and nudged them apart. “Never together,” he told her. Once she was situated, with arms behind her, knees apart, her ass resting on her heels, he gently tilted her head forward.
    She studied the toes of his black boots. They were a lot like the kind she pictured most bikers wearing. With his leather pants they looked incredibly hot. Oh God, who was she kidding? Everything about this situation seemed hot to her. At the moment he could be wearing a hotdog suit and she’d find him incredible. His very presence sank into her, drawing her and molding her reactions.
    An odd magic wove around them in this place. It pulled forward parts of her being that had never seen the light. She’d hidden so many of her feelings since childhood, locking them away in her own private dungeon. It seemed fitting that they’d surface here, yet strange that it had been a stranger identifying her deep-seated needs.
    This position spiked up her needs about one hundred twelve notches. Spread open, waiting. The cool air rising through the stone floor mingled with the heat pouring from her core. Frankly, she was surprised steam wasn’t billowing around her.
    Holy crap! She was really into this.
    “Remember this position,” he commanded. “When you are with me, when I tell you to go to your knees, this is what I want.”
    She nodded, completely compliant.
    How long would he make her wait before he took her?
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    She might have to figure out how to make this more than a one-time deal. Much more. That might not be easy, though. She couldn’t imagine trusting anyone else with this power over her. If he hadn’t already proved worthy of her trust, she wouldn’t be kneeling here either.
    She watched her dungeon master again. No, she couldn’t trust anyone the way she was trusting him right now. Maybe it was the mask and the façade of anonymity. Who knew? He probably did. He seemed to know her and what she wanted better than she did.
    “You have been particularly disobedient and willful tonight.”
    “I—”
    “Silence,” he barked.
    Her eyes went wide but she held her tongue.
    “I have warned you many times, yet you continued to fight me.” She shook her head. If he hit her, she’d flip out. She’d heard about that stuff. Some aspects of BDSM intrigued her but the thought of being beaten into submission sure as hell didn’t. She trusted him, just not that much.
    In contrast, her body throbbed at the prospect of him exerting further dominance over her. Curiosity and yes, as Madam Zelda had predicted, there was the thought of exploring this new opportunity. That tiny card had predicted an awful lot. Right then, Jessica reevaluated her opinion of the psychic. That woman was a freaking genius. How could she have known this fantasy would come to fruition? The card.
    “Look at me.” Her Dom threaded his fingers through her bound hair and pulled her head back. “I will not have my slave disobeying me.” Whoa! Wait a second! Slave? Her breathing accelerated and she sank her teeth into her bottom lip.
    “Do you understand what I’m saying? You belong to me.” He enunciated each word clearly. “All of you. I’m claiming you. From here on, you will be mine. You will 38
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    be my responsibility and offer me complete obedience. I’ll see to your needs and I’ll teach you. I’ll discipline you if need be. You will trust me in all things.” Give complete trust? For tonight, right? The dungeon master was deep into this. She almost believed he meant forever, not just tonight. She took a deep breath. She wasn’t so sure about this, even for one night.
    Her head turned marginally to the