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“I’ll always be here for you, Hope.”
For a glorious second, she allowed herself to bask in his words before reality crashed back into her. He wasn’t hers, and she wasn’t his.
She shrugged out of his grip, then turned to face him. She wished he wasn’t so handsome and that his web wasn’t so thick.
“You’ve earned that spanking.”
“Earned? Like it’s some kind of honor?”
“In the most wonderful way.”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“How was the flogging?”
She recalled the pain that had excited her, then receded right away. “I liked it.”
“Perhaps you’ll enjoy the paddle as well.”
It was on the bed, behind her, but it loomed as a threat. “Not convinced.”
“It’s a different kind of pain. Depending how I use it, of course. It will be a flat, dull pain. I won’t let you bruise—”
“Are there bruises from the flogger?” She turned her head, as if she could see her rear.
“No. I’m not saying it’s impossible, but I didn’t use a lot of force. Were you hoping for some?”
Scandalized, she opened her eyes wide. “No.” But the idea swirled in her mind.
“You’re an ineffective liar.” He grinned.
“Can we get the spanking over with?” The longer they waited, the worse her nerves were becoming.
“You don’t get to set the pace, sweet Hope. That’s known as topping from the bottom. I promise to honor your safe word. But there can be no misunderstanding. I’m in charge.”
“Yes, Rafe.” She said it so quickly that her lack of sincerity had to be obvious.
“Because you’re attempting to manipulate me, we’ll also play with the butterfly.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Butterfly?” Now what had she gotten herself into?
“It’s a purple vibrator. You’ll find it on the bottom shelf of the wall unit in the closet.” He removed the tie from around her wrists. “Don’t stall.”
With a sigh, she returned to his closet and hung the tie from the valet. The wood panel she’d noticed earlier stood open, displaying an array of BDSM paraphernalia. Her mouth dropped open. Now she understood why he’d sent her to fetch the butterfly. It was so that she’d see his dozens of torture devices, floggers in different lengths and sizes, one made from chain that terrified her. He had an assortment of paddles and canes, along with cuffs, numerous skeins of rope, blindfolds, a gag made from a ball, and others near it that were from metal and appeared to be made to hold a mouth open.
“Also four of those long fabric strips,” he called out. “With metal clips on the end.”
She suspected he intended to use them to restrain her.
“And two sets of cuffs!”
Earlier, she could have pulled out of his tie, but these would keep her secure. It unnerved her as much as it excited her.
She picked up the silicone vibrator from the bottom shelf. It had two straps attached, and it appeared innocent enough. A little voice whispered that it was anything but.
Carrying the items he’d ordered, she walked back into the bedroom. He’d stripped down the bedspread and top sheet.
“Thank you.” He dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead.
The contrast of his caring and unrelenting nature both occupying the same space at the same time unbalanced her.
He took the strips from her, then said, “Please put it on.”
While he attached the restraints to the bedframe, she pulled the butterfly into place. The silicone was firm and cool.
“That looks sexy on you.”
She wrinkled her nose.
“I’d like you in the middle of the bed. On your back.”
To keep the thing in place, she moved gingerly and pressed it against her body. “Oh!”
“Imagine once I turn it on.”
Hope had to fight to stave off an orgasm just getting into place.
He fastened the cuffs around her wrists and ankles, then positioned her spread-eagle and helpless. “Everything okay?”
Except for the terrible awareness of her exposure.
“Let me clarify—no problems with circulation, with the cuffs being too tight?”
“No.” Her voice was too soft even for her to hear. “I mean, I’m okay. I’d prefer a spanking to more orgasm denial.”
