Page 46 of In His Cuffs

“Even when I have to shovel off the snow. The colder it is, the better the hot tub feels.”

There was a manicured area then the wilderness claimed the property.

“Is that a deer out there?”

“Very likely.”

She followed him back inside. “I love the living room.”

“We’ll begin our play there.”

He picked up her bag and carried it up the stairs. A loft overlooked the first floor. He had a home office, all black and chrome with a glass desk. Two enormous flat-screen monitors formed a straight line. That left little space for personal effects.

“This looks like command central.” Only more sterile.

“I spend most of my time here,” he said.

He needed someone to jazz up his life.

After showing her a couple of guest bedrooms, he led her to the master bedroom. A bed dominated the space, and it had a slatted headboard. That sent chills of possibility racing through her system.

David placed her bag in an empty closet.

“This is yours to use. Feel free to leave anything you’d like. Not that I’ve forgotten that I want to go through your toy box and all your lingerie as well.”

His words hinted at something more serious than she’d been anticipating. Since she didn’t know how to respond, she remained silent.

She peeked inside the bathroom and didn’t see a bathtub, not that he needed one. The massive shower unit had no door. Outside of designer magazines, she’d never seen anything like it.

“I want you to feel comfortable here, Maggie.”

“In that case, I may take several showers a day.”

“I understand the temptation.” He grinned. “I’ll be downstairs. Feel free to clean up, if you wish. Towels are in the drawers beneath the vanity. I’ll see you in the living room when you’re ready.” At the door, he paused and looked back at her. “Be naked.”

He left, and she heard his footfall on the open, wooden stairs.

She collapsed against the wall. So much for all the time and care she had taken with her clothes.

Mindful he was waiting, she channelled her concentration into getting ready for him. She took a sip of the dry white wine. She was sure the vintage was excellent, but she put it down after one sip, too nervous to drink much of it. After pulling off her shoes, she entered the closet—her closet—to remove everything else. Not only had he provided an assortment of hangers, but there was a built-in chest of drawers.

Now that she was naked, she couldn’t resist showering. She grabbed an oversized towel from one of the drawers. With the way they were so precisely folded and stacked, she wondered if he had a housekeeper. If not, he was more fastidious than she’d believed.

The waterfall shower invigorated her. Since she’d drained the hot water tank, she hoped he had no plans beyond a cold shower, if he needed one.

Her heart hammered as she descended the staircase, her hand curved around the chrome banister.

She heard the sounds of splashing water as she neared the living room. Chilled air whispered across her skin, pebbling her nipples. At least that’s what she told herself—it might have been the anticipation churning in her that caused the reaction.

He was on the couch, one arm across the back, a fresh glass of wine in the other. “Stand there,” he said, pointing.

An overhead skylight lit the hardwood floor, and she welcomed the warmth.

“As sexy as your clothes are, I like to see all of you. It’s tempting to keep you here, nude and chained for my pleasure.”

She looked at him, unable to ascertain whether or not he was joking.

He slid his drink onto the square coffee table and picked up a pair of clamps. She frowned. She’d been honest that she started with a light weight and worked her way up, but it didn’t appear she would feel these little pieces of plastic at all. Boring.

“Put your hands behind your head and spread your legs as far apart as you can without causing cramps.”

She got into position, aware of him watching her. He stood and walked towards her. He reached between her legs and played with her pussy.

In response, she angled her pelvis towards him, offering more and hoping for an orgasm.

Shocking her, he tugged on her labia and attached the clamps. “God.”

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