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wanted his mouth on her, his tongue teasing her nipples, her clit, plunging inside her . . . A shudder ran through her, and Chase gave a low laugh at her telltale reaction.

    "Like that idea, don't you?"

    "Uh-huh." She licked her lips, her mouth feeling dry, heart racing as adrenaline shot through her.

    He slapped her ass, the sharp sting taking her by surprise. It wasn't unpleasant, just a faint sting followed by a rush of blood that puffed her vulva further. Now that was unexpected. Who knew a light spank could actually feel good and make her sex swell? "Get your pants off. The next time I spank you, I want to see a little rosy flush on your bare ass."

    Unbelievably, his words made her react with a liquid rush, her natural lubrication coating her and making her slick for him.

    He slid a hand under her thin navy silk sweater, stroking her bare waist beneath it. "I gave you an order, Rachel. Pants off. Or do you need help undressing?"

    "Wow." She bunched her hands into his shirt and took a deep breath. "Give me a minute. I'm standing here with a hot man who has handcuffs and knows how to use them, telling me to get naked. The last time I got naked for anybody, I was having a physical."

    "Been a while?" Chase kissed the corner of her mouth, light, soft, then nipped at her lower lip with the edge of his teeth. The contrast made her shudder with want.

    "It's been so long," she answered. "And it's never been like this. I feel—" She broke off, searching for words.

    "What do you feel, Rachel? Tell me." Chase hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her pants and slid them back and forth, caressing the soft skin of her belly.

    "Everything. I want to rip my clothes off and rub myself against you. I want anything and everything with you. I feel crazy and needy."

    Rachel fumbled at her button and zipper, opening herpants and sliding them down her hips. The fabric pooled at her feet, and she stepped out, kicking herself free. She grasped the bottom of her sweater and yanked it over her head, pulling out her arms and tossing that aside, too. Her satin panties clung damply between her legs, and her bra felt too constricting. Her breasts felt swollen and achy, and she was pretty sure nothing would give her relief but having his hands and his mouth on them.

    "Very nice." He looked down at her new bra, approval plain on his face. "Sexy and classy. Just like you."

    Rachel felt a blush burn her cheeks. "Not very classy. I went to an exclusive dating agency looking for kinky sex."

    "No." Chase traced the outline of her bra, running his fingers over the curves of her breasts as they rose above the edges of the fabric cups. "You wanted something and you went looking for it. You had needs and you wanted them filled. That doesn't lessen who you are, Rachel. You're a beautiful, desirable, accomplished woman, and you have every right to want a lover to give you pleasure."

    She shivered as his fingers sang to her nerve endings, making her feel very aware of her skin as a sensory organ. She wanted to feel his touch everywhere.

    "I'm going to give you pleasure, Rachel. And you're going to have to accept it, take it, enjoy it. You don't have a choice. You're my captive, and you have to give in to me."

    Chase smoothed his hands up to her shoulders and down her back, where he found the catch to her bra and unfastened it. She pulled her arms through the straps, helping him remove it, and then she was naked except for her panties. Cool air rushed over her heated skin, and her nipples puckered into even tighter buds.

    "Look what you had hidden. So pretty." Chase looked down at her breasts, admiring her. "I may make you leave your breasts bare for me until I let you go. Ready for me to touch or lick or pinch." As he spoke, he flicked a finger against one nipple, and Rachel gasped at the sensation. She was so ready for his touch, and to be stimulated so abruptly was like being jolted with low-voltage electricity.

    "On the bed, on your knees,"