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    she could find on the wounds to her ego and self-confidence. To feed the passion that had risen so fast and burned so hot for this man. If she had to beg to get that, she would.
    “Please, Master. Please fuck me .” He pulled his fingers from her and stepped back, and Chastity braced herself against the chair.
    “No.”

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Chapter 5
    “ No? ”
    Jordan nearly laughed at the indignant tone in Chastity’s voice. He didn’t, because as aggrieved as she sounded she was still bent over that chair, her pussy gleaming wet with her juices, and he was still hard as a rock. He’d like nothing more than to fuck her fast and hard and deep. And he would.
    Just not here, and not now.
    “Straighten up.”
    He didn’t add insult to injury by making her turn around to face him. Instead, he stepped up very close behind her.
    “My cock will be deep inside you before you sleep again, but we’ll do this my way. Do you see those chains over in the corner?”
    “Yes.”
    “They have shackles at the ends of them. I want you to go over and put your wrists into those shackles.”
    “Excuse me?”
    “One of the things that needs to happen here, Chastity, is that you begin to trust me with your body, with your well-being. And I have to trust you to obey me. This trust between us won’t come easily. It won’t come overnight. So we start at the beginning, with small stuff. I have a few more minutes of work to do before I can call it a night.
    You’ll wait here for me. When I return, we’ll go home. Did you drive here tonight?”
    “No, I took a cab.”
    He heard a trace of defiance in her voice. Jordan smiled, but only because she faced away from him and couldn’t see it.

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    Chastity Sawyer was a woman of strength, one used to being in a position of authority. She wouldn’t surrender control gracefully at first. He really didn’t expect her to. But she would surrender it, because he sensed she needed to.
    “Perfect. Then I’ll take you home. That would be to my home, not yours. Now go and do as I’ve commanded. You don’t have to worry that anyone will bother you. You’ll be safe in this room until I return.”
    He waited, wondering what she would do. Finally, she took one step, and then another until she came to a stop before the chains. She stood for a long moment looking up at them. Though he felt tempted to intervene, to speak, he chose to wait. He could be a very patient man when he needed to be. After another tense minute, she rewarded his patience.
    “What direction do you want me to face?”
    “You may turn around so you face the door if you want to.” She did. The sound of the metal snapping closed echoed in the room. He liked the sight of her, naked breasts with nipples beading, arms above her head, wrists captured. He liked it a lot. “My, what a pretty picture for me to keep in my mind while I finish up my work. I won’t be more than twenty minutes.”

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    Rain fell, a light drizzle that sparkled on the pavement under the streetlights and in the flare of passing headlights. Only the swoosh of tires on wet road broke the silence.
    Chastity shivered.
    “Cold, darling?”
    “No. Nervous. Aroused. Confused. Not cold.” Though she thought she should be cold, considering all she had on were her shoes and a very lightweight trench coat Jordan had produced for her to wear.

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    The clothes she’d worn to his club tonight lay folded in a bag on her lap. Sitting in a car, driving through the heart of the city wearing a coat with nothing underneath felt…naughty. Well, she had wanted to break out of her good-girl mold. She’d done a hell of a good job so far.
    With the best yet to come. She hoped.
    Oh, she’d been pissed when Jordan had said no after he’d made her beg him for sex. It didn’t matter that right now, speeding