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of his arousal.
    His hand collared her neck, startling a squeak from her.
    “Problem?”
    She swallowed again. “I want to touch you, Sir.”
    “I’ll let you touch as much as you like…another time.” He
moved around her, keeping his hold on her nape, and leaned close. Instead of
the intoxicating kiss she craved, he nipped her already tender lower lip then
lapped at the bite. “So sweet.”
    Too soon he pulled back and traced the faint mark where the
seat belt had bruised her. His rough fingers trailed fire from her collarbone
to the slight swell of her upper breast. “Tell me how this happened.”
    The creepy tailgater ranked fairly high on the list of
things she didn’t want to discuss. She shook her head and tensed, waiting for a
reprimand.
    “Okay, I haven’t earned enough trust for your secrets yet,
but you will tell me what happened eventually.”
    She let out a sigh of relief at his easy acceptance of her
refusal to answer a question.
    Master Liam lightly pinched her swollen nipples. He rolled and
tugged until the peaks were stiff and as dark as ripe berries. He pulled a pair
of graceful silver circles from his pants pocket. The finely crafted hoops
parted as he applied pressure. Once the metal opened she recognized the evil.
    He attached a miniature clamp to each of her tender tips.
The pinch was noticeable, but within her tolerance for pain. He hooked a pretty
chain between the hoops, letting the added weight swing between her tortured
breasts. The metal clips bit into her tender nipples and the chain tugged with
every breath she drew, keeping her constantly aware of her aroused breasts.
    Master Liam moved away to study his handiwork. “Very
pretty.”
    Heat raced from the clamped peaks to flood her cheeks.
    “Open for me.” He patted her leg halfway between her knee
and the crease where it joined her hip.
    Her thighs parted automatically at his command. He tugged
down her damp thong. She lifted her feet one at a time, obedient as a circus
horse, while he removed her panties.
    “You’re smooth and silky for me. He parted her slit with a
work-roughened finger. “Exactly the way I like my slaves—wet and wanting.”
    He remained crouched in front of her for a moment. His
sensuous lips and the soft mustache were so close to her channel all she could
think about was his talented mouth licking her sex. A man who kissed like he
did had to be amazing at eating pussy.
    When his hand left her slit she started to close her legs.
    “Stay open for me, pet.” His tone was casual and yet utterly
compelling.
    Achingly aware of the cream dampening her inner thighs she
held her position while Master Liam strapped what she assumed was a hot-pink
butterfly vibrator over her slit.
    She kept her eyes respectfully lowered, watching him through
her lashes. When the toy didn’t buzz to life, she sighed.
    “Relieved or disappointed?”
    She flinched at his question then took in his amused
expression and admitted, “I’m not certain, Sir.”
    His chin tipped in approval. “You’re an honest little sub.
You will tell me if anything hurts or scares you.”
    Does he think nipple clamps are fun? He’s kidding, right? Only one way to find out. She took a deep breath and blurted, “The clamps
pinch, Sir.”
    He removed both pinchy hoops and adjusted the tension.
    While he played with the clamps, blood raced back into her
freed nipples, stinging the tender peaks. She’d forgotten how much removing the
clamps hurt. A whimper escaped her lips. Then the butterfly hummed to life.
    “More problems?” His eyes crinkled with amusement.
    “They hurt worse now and I don’t like pain, Sir.”
    “Is that right?” He cupped her mound, penetrating her
entrance with a thick finger. “Then why are you drenched, little one?”
    Dear God, he’s right. What’s wrong with me? She
shivered under his steady scrutiny.
    “You’re cold.” He snagged a blanket from an open chest,
wrapped it around her shoulders and steered her into