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silence as consent unless I hear a true protest.”
    “And if I want you to stop all together?”
    “Ahh, now what fun is that? Some things are too hot, some too cold, others are just right. How will you know if you don’t try?” Strong fingers slipped beneath the sides of her underwear and tugged them down to her widespread knees. Her pussy clenched as he trailed his fingertips upward to circle the evidence of desire.
    “Give me an out. Please, Papa Bear.”
    Warm lips grazed her forehead and his hands stilled. “All right. If things become too much, just say red light, and I’ll bundle you up and take you home where you’ll be safe and warm and…bored shitless.”
    “Thank you.” Her heart bounced, a frightened rabbit in a snare, but the rest of her screamed for him to continue his delicious torture. It had to be Connor touching her, but the restraints and mask enabled her to pretend it was someone else. Giving in to such hedonistic desires wouldn’t really destroy their friendship. She could deny it all in the morning. They could go on like it never happened.
    His fingers trailed over her folds, one long digit slipping barely inside to stroke the sensitive nerves. “What kinds of orgasm have you experienced, little cat?”
    She blushed, the blood warming her cheeks. “Ordinary ones.” Despite her short skirts and the stories she told Savannah to make her laugh or relax or whatever, when it came to sex, she was mostly talk. Imagination and masturbation wouldn’t destroy her self-respect.
    His deep chuckle comforted her. “For me, you will come again and again, in any way I choose to allow.”
    What the hell did he mean? He couldn’t make her do anything, could he? His weight lifted from the bed, and she heard the thump and rattle of unknown objects in what sounded like a wooden chest. “What are you going to do to me?”
    “Worship you.”
    The simple promise rocked through her, her pulse thundered in her veins, heating her skin. The mattress dipped beneath his weight when he climbed onto the bed. She bit her lip to muffle the eager cries building in her throat. He settled between her ankles, then lifted her widespread knees and dropped the bar over his shoulders. She used her feet to explore the hard muscles of his sides and back until he bent his head to whisper kisses over her slit. His tongue slipped inside, enough to tease…no more.
    She jerked against her bindings, but they did not budge. Firm hands slid beneath her ass and lifted her to his mouth. His long, talented tongue dipped and stroked, lapped and swirled, driving her toward the precipice. When his lips closed over her clit and he sucked hard, launching her outside of her body, she could not hold back a scream of ecstasy. Still, he did not back off, licking and sucking her upward only to toss her over again and again.
    The scream faded to a pleading whimper. Her body shuddered and quaked beneath his magic mouth. “No…no more…please.”
    He backed off immediately, stretching her legs out and soothing her trembling muscles with his warm palms. “Shh.” He lay beside her and cuddled her close. “That’s one.”
    “One? Are you kidding me?”
    His deep chuckle rumbled over her. “I promised all kinds.”
    “I don’t think I can survive another.”
    “Sure you can.” He hugged her once more then the mattress gave as he rolled away. Was he leaving? Fading footsteps confirmed her fears.
    She strained to sit up or at least turn toward him, but the bindings held firm. “Wait.”
    He didn’t respond. Was he out of earshot already, or did he intend to leave her tied up for his pleasure? Well, not really his, since he hadn’t gotten anything out of the arrangement thus far that she could see.
    Lying back, she tried to wrap her head around the situation. Her hands had begun to tingle from being strapped above her head, the material over her eyes grabbed at her lashes whenever she blinked, and the elastic of her underwear cut in above