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Beyond, closer to the road that they’d arrived on, was a maze that he vowed to take her through on a future visit. As they watched, four people approached the entrance. The man stated the three women would receive a head start. Whoever made it out before he did was safe. Whoever didn’t would be flogged while the others watched.
She gasped.
“Shocked?”
Unable to answer him, Hope stubbed the front of her shoe into the ground. The truth was, she was aroused.
Two of the women giggled and headed into the maze. The third was slower and got her ass swatted. Her yelp carried across the distance as she scurried off.
After checking his watch, the man strolled into the maze.
“I’m guessing he’s done this before and knows the way.”
“So, he’s cheating?” Hope asked.
“I prefer the phrase playing to win.”
The enthusiastic squeals and laughs receded as she and Rafe walked toward a topiary garden. Instead of gorillas or giraffes, these bushes had been shaped like masks, handcuffs, a harlequin, all the shapes that appeared on a card deck, even a mermaid. “This is astounding.”
“I thought you’d enjoy it.”
“Are we allowed to take pictures here?”
“As long as they don’t include people, yes. And they cannot be posted to social media.”
She fished her phone from her purse. When she was going to take a selfie, he asked if she wanted him to take her picture.
“Thank you.”
He instructed her to stand near the harlequin. But that wasn’t enough for him. He wanted her to lean one way, prop her hand on her hip, glance sideways at the topiary. “Bossy.”
He snapped dozens of pictures. Then, when she was certain he was done, he took his phone from his jacket pocket. “More cleavage, please.”
Her heart accelerated as anxiety and excitement tripped through her. But she did as he asked, parting the material a little more, then tucking it under so it stayed in place.
“Even more beautiful.” As he snapped and zoomed and turned the phone to different angles, he walked toward her until he was standing next to her.
He tapped an icon to the front-facing camera. Then he draped an arm around her shoulder. “Say ‘spank me, Sir.’”
“Cheese!”
He dropped his hand from her shoulder, reached down, hiked up her dress in the back, then pinched her ass hard.
“Spank me, Sir!”
“I love it when you behave. Again.”
The warm air wrapped around her, and she was grateful for the panties preventing her from overexposure. “Spank me, Sir!”
With a carefree grin, he pressed the button on his phone. Then he did it a second time, creating a rapid burst, filling the screen with a dozen images of them together.
He reviewed the photos. “Perfect. Let’s get you back so I can give you the fucking you’ve earned.”
Hope couldn’t breathe. Emotional weight constricted her chest. Desperate to escape her relentless thoughts, she eased herself from beneath Rafe’s muscular arm. He held her tight, even though he was asleep. When she was sure she hadn’t disturbed him, she slipped from the bed.
She tiptoed to the bathroom and pulled out the fluffy white robe, tying the belt as she crossed into the living room. Hope checked over her shoulder, waiting for sounds that he was still asleep before opening one of the French doors that led to the patio.
Outside, she turned on the landscape lights. She found the switch for the tub’s jets. Seconds later, the pump roared, and bubbles shot through the water’s surface.
Just to be sure, she dipped a toe in the water to test the temperature. Finding it perfect, she slipped off the robe, tossed it over a chair, then paused on the first step to give her body time to adjust to the heat. Once she was in, she laid her head on the back of the hot tub and watched clouds play peekaboo with a sliver of moon.
Though she was trying to unwind, she couldn’t shake memories of Rafe’s demands.
After they’d arrived back at the cottage, he’d stripped off her panties and as she stood in the middle of the room, gotten on his knees, and delved between her legs, playing with her, eating her out. He’d rewarded her courage with a mind-destroying orgasm that left her on her knees too, holding on to him.
