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Not wanting her to see the worry on his face, he quickly turned and moved a short distance down another hall. The storm could be over in thirty minutes, or worsen, downing tree branches and making the mountain road dangerous, possibly even impassable. Picking a remote key from a bowl sitting on a table against the wall, he pushed open the door that led into the garage and flipped on the light. Two black Range Rovers sat side by side. They appeared to be identical. As they moved toward the expensive SUVs, he had to smile. Her stilettos clipped on the concrete as she made her way around to the passenger door. He’d loved the sound since the first time he’d heard it, though he didn’t know why, and he didn’t care.
“Buckle up,” he ordered, sliding in behind the wheel as she climbed inside.
“It’s obvious you want to get out of here before the storm picks up, but I also think you’re worried we might be too late.”
“Yeah, so?”
“You know I’m scared, right?”
“This isn’t my first rodeo, Steph,” he replied solemnly, shooting her a look. “Take a breath and calm down. This car is equipped for this kind of weather.”
“Easier said than done,” she muttered. “I can already see a tree branch crashing through the windshield as we go flying over the cliff.”
“Then think about this,” he murmured, lowering his voice and leaning across the console. “Soon you’ll be hanging from chains with a dildo up your ass. That should occupy your overactive imagination for a while.”
Chapter 12
Marco’s unexpected comment sent a fresh wave of butterflies fluttering through Steph’s stomach. The garage door was rolling up, but not quite believing what she’d just heard, she turned her head and stared at him. Whether he didn’t sense her gaze or chose to ignore it she didn’t know, but he drove out into the weather, then stopped, and reached past her to open the glove compartment. Retrieving a remote control, he pointed it toward the house and pressed a button. Looking behind her, she spied shutters closing over the windows.
“Close your eyes, spread your legs, and put your fingers against your pussy,” he ordered briskly, returning the remote to the glove box. “Think about the club, think about hanging from chains while my hands cruise over your body.”
“I, uh…”
“Now, Steph.”
His stern voice snapped her into action. Pushing aside the folds of the coat, she placed her hand between the lacy edges of the crotch-less panties.
“Play with yourself and think about what you saw at the club the night you managed to sneak in.”
Moving her fingers urgently against her clit, images from the illicit scenes she witnessed danced through her head like a slideshow.
A girl in the stocks, her ankles held apart by a spreader bar, her master languidly swishing a heavy black flogger against her naked backside.
A voluptuous blonde dressed in a red bra, thong, garter belt, and stockings, on her hands and knees being led on a leash, and her master stopping at tables and inviting the men to spank her.
A beautiful redhead tied, spread-eagled, on a huge wheel—
The SUV suddenly jerked.
“What happened?” she asked urgently, her eyes popping open.
“I had to swerve, no big deal.”
“Oh, my gosh, look at the weather,” she exclaimed as the torrential rain pounded the windshield, and waving trees became eerily visible in the SUV’s powerful headlights.
“Your eyes are supposed to be closed.”
“They were, but where are we? How much further?”
“This isn’t the route I used when you followed me, so maybe another fifteen minutes and we’ll be on a relatively flat road. There are a few slopes, but there’s nothing to them.”
“Following you was ridiculous. Nothing but twists and turns before we started up the mountain. I’d never find it again without my Garmin. Maybe not even then.”
“Uh-huh.”
She jerked her head around and stared at him.
“You led me to the lodge that way on purpose. You wanted to be sure I’d never find it again without my navigator, which I assume you now have.”
