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The dark, mysterious cowboy began fondling her chest with his right hand, while keeping his gaze forward to the road and his other hand on the steering wheel. “You have nice tits, pet.”
Jessie never before liked the word “tits,” but somehow coming from him it didn’t seem inappropriate. “Thank you, Master.” Why did it feel so damn right to call him by that title? She wasn’t sure, but it did.
Austin turned his attention away from her and back to the road. Was he only playing her, or did he have some sense of possession over her already? The latter thought spoke to something really deep inside Jessie—a secret place where she craved to be controlled and mastered. Before coming to Wilde and meeting the brothers, she’d wondered if such a desire existed inside her. Now, she knew it did.
With his gaze still on the highway, Austin commanded, “Remove your top.”
With some hesitation, she obeyed. She placed her shirt on the seat.
“Your bra, too.”
Jessie’s heart raced, but she complied. When she was free of her bra, she placed it neatly next to her top. Nervousness blazed hot inside her. Even with the low light of dusk, any other driver on the road would be able to see her naked torso. Back East, she’d never enjoyed looking at her body in a full-length mirror, but after spending time with the Wilde brothers in Nevada, a new wicked desire flared up even hotter to be bare and exposed. Jessie suddenly realized she was unconsciously fondling her breasts.
She looked over at Austin, who was admiring her hands’ play. “Pet, I told you to remove your top, not tease your nipples. That’s my job.”
She jerked her hands away and felt the heat in her cheeks. “Yes, Master.”
He reached over and tweaked her left nipple just hard enough to deliver a mouth-watering, little sting. She couldn’t help but yelp as he pinched harder, sending her into a state of dreaminess.
“Now that’s a sweet sound. More to come.” Austin’s torture of her breasts changed to gently strokes.
As tempting as his voice sounded, her mind raced ahead, producing all kinds of images and scenarios. Again she wondered if she could handle whatever he had in mind for her. Denver had said she needed more training before facing Austin. Her mouth went bone dry.
“Close your eyes, pet. You need your rest.”
Her eyelids felt so heavy, so she gladly shut them. Then she heard soft music fill the cab. Austin had either turned on the radio to a station that played soft jazz or he’d put in a CD. Either way, she didn’t care. The music worked like a charm to take her jitters down a notch.
As Austin continued massaging her breasts, she afforded herself a few sneaky peaks at him. He manipulated her mounds with one hand, while keeping the other on the steering wheel. His eyes wandered back and forth from the road to her chest. His fingers were magical, enticing so much response from her body. Heat flooded in and out of her.
She closed her eyes again, letting the miles pass while enjoying the feel of his hands on her. Her anxieties melted as time ticked away on their drive.
Suddenly, the vibration of the truck ceased as Austin’s hand left her chest.
“We’re here, pet.” He opened his door and left the cab.
She grabbed her discarded clothes.
“Leave your bra and top in the truck. You won’t be needing them for the next seven days.”
Jessie gulped. Nodding, she put her things back in the seat. She looked around. Austin’s place was very remote, thank God. She peered through the windshield to take in Austin’s home. It was hidden behind a large wall. She spotted wide steps that reminded her of a gentle waterfall, leading up to a red gate crowned by a square Japanese-style roof. The gate was closed. Along the wall were lanterns placed five to six feet apart. They illuminated the red-leafed dwarf trees around the place.
“Get out of the truck, pet. Now.”
“Yes, Master.” She wanted to see more, knowing that like all his brothers, Austin had actually built his home during his teenage years. At eighteen, he’d moved into it.
She slid out of the truck, feeling the night breeze hit her chest. Her nipples jutted out and gooseflesh popped up on her chest.
Austin pointed to the gate. “Go.”
She nearly leapt up the stairs to the gate. He followed behind. Jessie put her hand on the handle to open it, wondering what surprise would be revealed.
“Stop.”
She jerked her ha
nd back, and turned to him.
“You will not be wearing clothes behind that gate.” He stood in front of her. “Strip.”
