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work.”
    With her head tilted she met his gaze and
gave him a teasing look. “You own the company. Can’t bosses give
themselves as much time as they want?”
    “Right now I wish that it was that easy.” He
slid down the rock and sat at her side. “So what next?”
    “Hmmm.” She put her finger on her chin as she
pretended to think about it. “Considering we both live Denver, I
bet we can figure something out.”
    “I’m sure we can.” He moved his lips to hers
and kissed her. The way he kissed always set her on fire.
    When they parted, she smiled. “I’ll be gone a
couple of weeks, visiting my sister. Since I still have another six
weeks left on my sabbatical. I was going to travel, but I think I
want to come back early and see you. You got me, Tate.”
    “I’ve gotten used to being with you, too.” He
brought his hand up and caressed her face. “I’ll miss you while
you’re gone. Tell you what, you come back early and I will plan a
trip with you. I can take off for a week or two.”
    She returned his smile. “I would love that. I
was thinking about a dinner when we got back and you have bigger
plans?”
    “A trip would be perfect. We can have dinner,
and then breakfast.” He moved his lips to hers again and kissed
her. “And then lunch and then dinner again, and then
breakfast…”
    With a laugh she said, “So do I get to tie
you up on this trip?”
    “Or better yet,” he said, “I get to tie you
up.”
    She shifted so that she could wrap her arms
around his neck and she leaned forward and touched his forehead
with hers. “We’ll take turns.”
    He smiled. “You’ve got it.”
     
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Chapter 1
     
     
    Rachelle stared at the screen, his erotic
words taunting her in the instant messaging chat box.
    Tie you up.
    Bind your breasts.
    Clamp your nipples.
    Ball gag in your mouth.
    Butt plug in your ass.
    Vibrator in your pussy.
    Paddle your ass.
    She swallowed hard as she read over
everything he had told her during their IM conversation and tingles
ran through her body. Everywhere. He had said each thing in such an
erotic way it made her squirm. She was still squirming. He had even
sent her pictures of things he liked. Some things were beyond
anything she had ever heard of.
    A niggling of fear, then a shiver traveled
through her as she took in his last words again.
    You’ll give up control to me.
    You’ll feel a rush like you’ve never felt
before.
    You’ll be helpless.
    Helpless.
    Could she really do anything like this? Her
erotic fantasies come to life with a man she had only met a few
days ago on an internet dating site. He knew she was a librarian.
He knew she had read lots of books on these very fantasies.
    He knew she had been reading about her secret
cravings.
    Her secret desires.
    He knew because she had told him. For some
crazy reason she had let everything out. Told him everything
without hesitation. It had been fun, telling this stranger her
sexual fantasies over IM. Playful, not real.
    Kink. It had all started with that one word
he’d written on his profile on the dating site.
    Kink.
    When she had seen his boy-next-door looking
picture, then read the word on his profile, she thought he’d been
kidding.
    He hadn’t been.
    He had a lot of varied interests, as did many
men on the dating site. The profile was well written and she
probably would have contacted him regardless, but that word kink
got her. She had to respond. His version of kink was something he
was into in a way far more than she had expected. Something she had
never experienced firsthand, despite the fact that she read about
it all of the time.
    She started out the conversation rather
guarded and learned as much as she could about him. He was open
about who he was and his background. He had a way about him. Even
in an internet conversation, he drew in.
    She was careful at first not to reveal too
much about herself. As she started telling him more and more about
her intimate fantasies, an internet