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confident, and she smiled.
    He answered with a quick grin. It slowly morphed into stern watchfulness, and her body prepared for what he was about to do. Her nipples hardened and cream slid from her sex.
    Letting go of her hands, he sat back on his heels. “Put your hands back where they were.”
    This time she didn’t hesitate even a second before complying.
    He watched her closely as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his handcuffs. She admired the gleaming silver, wanting desperately to feel the cold snap of metal around her wrists. She’d wanted it before, in the barn, but known it would be beyond stupid to give that kind of control to a complete stranger. But now…
    “I should tell you that Caleb works in security. He has armed men at his beck and call.”
    He smiled. “That’s good to know.”
    He didn’t move behind her but knelt back up so his body was between her knees and reached around to slip the cuffs onto her wrists. He watched her face and must have been satisfied with what he saw as he snapped the circles closed with a sharp
click
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    Drew had never used his police issue cuffs for play before. Never even been tempted. Putting them on Emma stirred something inside him. He leaned in and sucked her nipple into his mouth, surprising a cry from her. She didn’t move, arch into him or pull away. Following his instructions so nicely. He’d been surprised when he’d returned after retrieving the fax from the office. Expecting to find her pouting or bored, he’d been mildly turned on by the idea of correcting her. Instead, he’d gone from partly hard to raring and ready to go at seeing the expression of patient waiting on her face. Unlike when they’d been eating and talking, her whole body had been relaxed and yet expectant.
    Switching to give her other nipple the same treatment, he tugged slightly on the cuffs to make sure they were secure but comfortable. Her tiny moan sounded musical to him.
    “You have the right to remain silent,” he whispered, leaning in close to abrade her puffy nipples with his shirt and bring his lips closer to hers. “Or to scream my name at the top of your lungs.”
    A smile curved her lips and he kissed the corners.
    “You have the right to do as I say.” He ran his hands up her thighs, teasing the inner legs with his thumbs. “Or be punished if you don’t.” He bit her lip, almost gently. She opened for him, but he didn’t move, his lips just barely brushing hers. He felt her breath in tiny gasps, but she stayed still. He fought with himself, debating between instant gratification and his plans. Finally, with an internal sigh, he pulled back, away from temptation, and rose to his feet.
    She blinked up at him, her eyes heavy with need. Perfect. She was just perfect.
    “Stand up, Emma.”
    He gripped her upper arm, helping to support her as she unwrapped her legs and rose awkwardly until her arms were free from the chair back. He kept hold of her in a classic cop move, giving her a little more encouragement than was strictly necessary to walk forward. The slight hesitation in her step when they approached the front door satisfied him. It had occurred to him that she was used to playing only in the club scene, and resuming their scenario outside might keep her off balance. Besides, imagining her pretty ass bent over his official vehicle had been one of the images that had started this whole thing. He saw no reason to deny either of them. There was very little chance of anyone driving close enough to see them, and if they did, he’d hear them with more than enough time to get her inside.
    Marching her up to the cruiser, he pushed her down over the hood, his leg automatically going between hers to spread hers wide. She didn’t need much encouragement.
    “Please, Sir! I haven’t done anything wrong.”
    He could hear the smile in her voice, the excitement at picking up where they’d left off.
    “I’ll be the judge of that, missy. Don’t you move.”
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