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disappointment. Now that he’s
awakened this side of me, I want him all the time, my body
screaming for his touch.
    “But maybe there’s time for you…” Cam slips
out of bed and I track his chiseled naked body over to the dresser,
where he pulls something dark and clinking from a drawer.
    As he turns towards me and makes his way
back to the bed, I stare at the pair of black leather cuffs in his
hands.
    “These are soft cuffs. Leather over steel,
and padded on the inside to protect you.
    Roll onto your belly and put your hands
behind your back.”
    I obey his commands. My heart thuds as the
cuffs snap shut. They’re tight around my wrists, but surprisingly
comfortable. Cam positions me on my side and slides his hand down
my stomach, lower and lower, teasing at the apex of my thighs. The
other hand moves to cup my breast, pinching suddenly at my
nipple.
    I yelp, but it’s with pleasure, not pain.
Eagerly I rub against him, and behind me I twist my bound hands
within their restraints, grazing the head of his cock as it presses
into my lower back.
    “That’s not yours just yet,” Cam admonishes
me, pulling away from my reaching fingers. “This is about you.”
    I groan, but by now I know better than to
complain to my Dom. He rewards me with soft strokes, easing between
my thighs with his capable hands. I move my legs apart, inviting
more.
    “So you like it in the mornings, hmm?” Cam
sounds amused, his fingers delving deeper to find my clit as he
keeps pinching my nipple tight in an exquisite grip.
    “I like it anytime you want, Master ,”
I breathe, wriggling with excitement.
    “I’ll remember that…” Cam rubs swiftly,
circling my tender nub as lust pulses through me in a hot rush. God, yes , I think. This man .
    I relish my helplessness—because with my
hands cuffed behind my back, there’s nothing I can do but surrender
to Cam’s control. And he knows exactly how to touch me, bringing me
to the brink in no time at all. I pant, my head thrown back against
his chest, so close to release, when suddenly, his hands pull
away.
    He gets out of bed and reaches for his robe.
The cuffs are unlocked in a flash and thrown back into the drawer
before I can even comprehend what’s happening.
    “Later, my darling.” He grins, wickedly.
    I gasp for air, crashing back down to earth.
I was so close! But there’s a thrill to waiting, too – I love how
Cam can keep me on the edge like this, always in control. It’s so
sexy feeling my body ache for him, and knowing that when he finally
grants me release, it will be even better than ever.
    “So, what’s on your agenda for today?” Cam
casually asks, striding to the closet. I’m rewarded with the sight
of his muscular physique: toned and perfect in the morning sun.
    I sit up in bed, hugging my arms around my
knees. My thoughts cloud over again, thinking of the mistake I
almost made. “I don’t know. I guess I planned to be long gone by
now.”
    “How about you have some fun?” Cam suggests.
“It’s Fashion Week. I know Keely and Justine are going to the Lucia
di Lorenzo show, you should go with them.”
    I shake my head quickly. “No, it’s OK. I’ll
make other plans.”
    “Why, don’t you like them?” Cam asks,
looking puzzled.
    I flush. The truth is, they don’t like me –
and I can’t blame them. They’ve only seen me be the ice queen
society bitch. “They wouldn’t want me there,” I insist.
    Cam gives me a look, then grabs his
cellphone. “Hello, Keely?” he says. I cringe, shaking my head, but
he ignores me. “Do you have an extra ticket for the fashion show
today? Isabelle would love to come.”
    I turn and bury my head in the pillows. How
humiliating!
    “Uh huh, sure. I’ll tell her.”
    Cam finishes talking and hangs up with a
smile. “She said she’d love to see you, can’t wait.”
    “She’s just being polite.” I sigh.
    Cam comes closer and sits on the edge of the
bed. “Look, I know you guys got off on the wrong foot, but