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trigger-happy hard-on sticking out of my pants.”
    “Then slip your handkerchief out of your pocket and push my dress up,” she said in her most commanding tone.
    He followed her instructions. The only sign of his growing arousal was his harsh breathing and hollowed cheekbones.
    “Now, please, Kira.”
    Taking pity on him, Kira scooted her chair closer to the table so her feet could take his cock in a hard grip, ready to milk the very seed from his body. She spread her legs open ready to catch his sticky essence with her flesh. Then she sped her movements up and almost came herself as she watched Grant fall over the cliff. His body jerked slightly, a low grunt escaped his lips as his eyes closed and the fork fell from his hand.
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    “Fuck…yeah…Kira,” he breathed the words out as splash after splash of hot cum jetted from his body and spilled across her feet and legs.
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    Later he’d never understand how he calmly thanked the waiter for the pie while his whole body drew tight with the need to thrust. Thanks to Kira’s teasingly talented toes Grant was more turned on then he could ever remember being in his life.
    He didn’t care about his heart or the scar that crisscrossed his chest. The main thought running through his head like a hamster on a wheel was when could he fuck Kira. The backseat of his SUV sounded pretty good to him right now. Anything, any place so long as he could take her. Hadn’t she promised him just that? That he could fuck her anywhere, anyhow and anyway he wanted? Did the female know what she’d offered him and how much?
    The barest brush of the arch of her foot made him strain in his chair. So close, he was so fucking close to losing it. Then he did, jerking in her erotic hold as his seed jetted out in a warm stream coating Kira’s flesh, marking her as his…at least temporarily.
    He sat in his chair, his body still humming with mind-numbing pleasure. His satiated cock only half hard now, tucked safely back in his pants. Grant’s mind spun in bright ribbons and patterns, no thought or feeling stopping long enough for him to grasp it. Everything in his world, his universe narrowed down to the sensual woman sitting across from him in the dimly lit restaurant.
    Kira destroyed all his preconceived notions of women and the many faces they presented to the world. Publicly she was the consummate professional, allowing nothing but the best in her work. With friends and family she laughed, joked and cared for those around her. In the bedroom or in semi-privacy Kira displayed an erotic side Grant wanted to spend the rest of his life exploring.
    “Something else on your mind, Grant?” Kira’s voice teased his heightened senses like an erotic caress across his balls.
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    “Two questions.” His voice was reduced to a low husky mutter.
    One delicate, arched, black brow rose and a slight Mona Lisa smile curved her full lips “Just two?”
    “Did you mean it?”
    He prayed she wouldn’t ask for clarification. Grant honestly didn’t know if he could sit here and repeat her offer, not without breaking a few public decency laws.
    Kira either knew how close to the edge he was or she’d chosen to take pity on him.
    Whatever the reason she didn’t play word games with him. She answered him with straightforward honesty.
    “Every word, Grant. However, whatever and whenever.”
    His repaired heart jerked in his chest and he took several slow, deep breaths before asking his second question. “Do you have any objections to a little light bondage?”
    If he hadn’t been watching so closely for her reaction he might have missed it. That telltale sign of heightened arousal. But he had been watching and he’d caught the rapid fluttering of the pulse in her neck and wanted to howl in soul-deep pleasure.
    He didn’t need her answer now, but he waited for it just the same. Wanting to know if she’d be true to her own needs and desires as she’d demanded