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hands clenched as she hovered on the pinnacle, with pain and pleasure so securely wound together, she just might die.
    “All right, sweetie,” he murmured.
    Oh God, the feeling with his words. Sweat rolled down her back as she strained toward the climax she couldn’t reach.
    And then he said loudly, oh so loudly, “Let’s hear you scream, pet.” The vibrations turned exquisitely powerful inside and across her clit, and his flogger lashed across her breasts.
    She exploded, wave after wave of blazing pleasure pouring through every nerve in her body, shaking her like a rag doll. Her legs simply collapsed.
    “Very nice,” he said, and the sound kicked off more vibrations. As the intense spasms shocked through her, she couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything except feel each rippling wave. When they finally stopped, she hung limply from the chains, her mind hazed. Satisfied. Stunned.
    She barely registered his removing everything, undoing the harness on her thighs, then the collar. Too heavy to stay upright, her head rested against her chained arm.
    “Hang on another minute, lass.” He unchained her wrists and caught her around the waist when she’d have folded right onto the floor. A second later her brain went into a roller-coaster swirl. She blinked in astonishment— he’s carrying me ?—and stared up at his corded neck and strong jaw. Rock-hard arms held her against his solid chest, and the scent of his subtly musky cologne surrounded her. The disconcerting sense of fragility blended with the wonderful feeling of being cherished.

Chapter Three
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    N ow wasn’t she the nicest armful he’d had in a long time? The way her body fit against his made Simon wonder if their personalities would match equally well. Logical or not, everything inside him said yes.
    He took a seat in a nearby leather chair and settled her comfortably on his lap. Her soft ass pressed against his painfully rigid cock, and she obviously felt it. “What about you?” she murmured. “Can I—”
    “No, sweetheart.” He kissed the top of her head, warmth seeping into him both from her body and from the knowledge that she wanted to give back as well as to receive. “This evening was for your pleasure.”
    And for his, in a way. He’d enjoyed introducing her to BDSM more than anything he’d done in a long time. He smiled, remembering how the wariness in her eyes had warred with the arousal of her body. When she had set her hand in his, the trust she’d given him had squeezed his heart.
    He rubbed his chin on her silky hair, pleased with her light fragrance of vanilla and citrus that created the feeling of a garden within the wilderness of the club. Her cheek rested against his chest, and she gripped the front placket of his old-fashioned shirt as if she feared he’d leave her. Not a chance.
    But he shouldn’t let her get too comfortable. This woman needed to be kept off balance, at least for now. So he contracted his grip and ran his free hand over her bare breasts, smiling when she startled.
    “Don’t move, pet,” he cautioned her.
    Sweetly submissive, she stilled, although her breathing increased.
    He pleased himself with the feel of her round breasts. Despite her recent orgasm, her satiny nipples responded quickly, forming dark pink peaks. When he pinched one, she quivered and looked up at him.
    Her turquoise-colored eyes were very vulnerable in the aftermath of the scene and roused all his protective instincts. Odd. He hadn’t felt this intensely about anyone since the birth of his son. He kissed her lightly, reassuringly, and felt her muscles relax.
    “Did you like your first experience with BDSM?” he asked. He knew one answer, considering how hard she’d come, but a woman’s fears and worries couldn’t be plumbed in just one evening.
    “Well. I… Yes, I did.”
    No coy answers from this sub. Damn, she pleased him.
    He stroked her cheek, holding her gaze. “What part did you like the most?”
    She stiffened, obviously