Anthology - Behind the Mask Part 12

Which made her realize she had nothing to lose. So she told him the unthinkable truth. aTy, Iave had a huge crush on you since I was thirteen years old. All these years, Iave wanted you. But I knew you only saw me as a friend, or as Timas little sister. I knew nothing would ever happen between us if I didnat make it happen. Iam thirty-one years old. I wanted to have wild, crazy s.e.x with you. Just once. Just to get it out of my system.a aWe f.u.c.ked twice,a he snapped, lips set in a grim, straight line.

aYou wanted to see me again. You wouldnat let it go.a Her voice quivered now that shead told him the whole embarra.s.sing truth. aSo Iacouldnat resist doing it again.a When still nothing changed in his enraged eyes, she babbled on further. aI never meant any harm. I just wanted to have a good time, without any repercussions. I wanted to give you a good time, too. Thatas all.a aThatas all, huh?a he repeated, sounding cynical. Then he dropped the masks back to the dresser. aIall leave these for the next time you want to make some unsuspecting guy feel like a fool. Iam outta here.a With that, he stormed from the room, out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him before she could even catch her breath.

She plopped down on the bed, burying her head in her hands. How the h.e.l.l had this happened? And just when shead been ready to put it behind her and move on.

Well, she amended, not move on. Now that she knew she was in love with Ty, moving on sounded next to impossiblea"but shead been ready to try resuming their old relations.h.i.+p, ready to attempt surviving the brutal emotion of love and maybe someday get past it. Now, everything was a colossal mess. And she couldnat imagine any possible way to fix it.

Ty stalked away from her building, heading for Bourbon Street, his entire body tense. Shead used him. Lied to him and used him.

Tied him up, for G.o.das sake. Made him lick her G.o.dd.a.m.n shoe! f.u.c.ked him with a riding crop!

He shook his head in disbelief. It had been crazy enough back when head thought they were two strangers. But to find out his masked seductress was someone he knew, someone he knew very well, and that she was lying to him and using him because she wanted to experiment with some kinky s.e.x wasamortifying. To think of how head pined over her. Tried to track her down. Longed to take that mask off and see her face.

Well, at least now he knew why shead been so d.a.m.ned adamant about leaving the mask on.

Then new thoughts. .h.i.t him. Head seen, felt, tasted Miaas b.r.e.a.s.t.s now. Miaas! Head seen, felt, tasteda"deeplya"her p.u.s.s.y. She shaved it. Never in a million years would he have imagined Mia was a sensual, s.e.xual enough creature to do that. Or to own that kind of lingerie. To want that sort of wild, hedonistic s.e.x.

He shook his head, extremely confused and sorry to acknowledge that his c.o.c.k was getting stiff with the memories, with the realization that his wild, riotous s.e.x partner was sweet Mia, who head thought didnat have a kinky, dirty bone in her body.

Turning a corner onto Bourbon was literally walking into an enormous, wild party. Everywhere he looked, people were drinking, laughing, making out. A jazz band played in the street. People in costumesa"wizards, tigers, court jestersa"pa.s.sed by. Girls were lifting their s.h.i.+rts and collecting mountains of beads to weigh down their necks. Strippers stood in doorways, scantily clad, beckoning men inside.

Yet the only thing that really grabbed Tyas attention was one of the French Quarteras many s.e.x shopsa"lit up and wide open for business.

He wandered inside, drawn instantlya"for the first time evera"to the bondage section.

Anger at Mia still burned inside hima"it hadnat even begun to slack off. But his c.o.c.k burned, too, in a different way. Hungrily. Urgently.

Maybe, he thought as he picked up a package of leather ties, he should teach Mistress Mia a little lesson. Maybe head show her exactly how it felt to be used for kinky s.e.x. Maybe Fat Tuesday would turn out to be a wild night yeta"when he introduced little miss Mia to real dominance.

Chapter Seven.

Mia flinched when someone pounded on the door. Who on eartha?

Yet, as she ran to answer it, she knew who shead find on the other side.

What she didnat expect was to find Ty standing there wearing a simple but s.e.xy little black mask. Despite herself, her p.u.s.s.y went wet. aTyaa she said uncertainly.

He barreled in without being invited and shut the door, turning the lock behind him. He still wore the same grim expression as before, but his eyes looked different nowa"they looked furious andaintensely pa.s.sionate.

She noticed the shopping bag he carried only when he set it down with a thump.

Impatiently, he reached for the hem of her s.h.i.+rt. aTake this off,a he demanded.

aWhat?a Had she heard him correctly?

aLift your arms up over your head, d.a.m.n it,a he bit off, and she did as he said. He stripped off her top in less than two seconds, tossing it across the room. Next, he reached for the b.u.t.ton on her shorts, briskly lowering the zipper and shoving them down, so that she stood before him in a lacy coral-colored bra and matching panties.

aTy, what are you doing?a she asked, breathless.

He stepped up close enough that she could feel his erection pressing into the front of her undies, and spoke low and firm. aIam giving you a taste of your own medicine, Mistress Mina. Iam gonna find out how you like being used for kinky s.e.x.a She drew in her breath, both frightened and thrilled. She had no idea what Ty might do to her, and shead definitely never seen him this angry or determined-looking, but she also couldnat imagine anything he could do to her that wouldnat excite her right now.

They stood looking at each other, the air filled with hot tension until he closed both hands hard on her a.s.s and pulled her to him for a rough kiss that left her breathless. She twined her arms around his neck as he moved one hand to her breast for a brutal caress that filled her with more wet pleasure than she could have antic.i.p.ated.

Still crus.h.i.+ng her to him, he yanked one bra strap off her shoulder, baring her nipple, then possessively lifted it to his mouth. He sucked hard, making her whimper at the pleasure-pain of it. Even while it hurt, shead never felt anything so powerful or intense, and it swept her away in a rush of hot desire. aMmm, G.o.d,a she murmured.

Then his hands were at the back of her bra, deftly unhooking it. aTake it off, all the way. I havenat seen your b.r.e.a.s.t.s without anything on them or around them,a he said in that same commanding voice.

She shrugged free of the bra, then stood beneath his scrutiny, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s achy and tingling under his gaze. He cupped them both in his large hands, as if testing the weight, then began to knead them, hot and vigorous. Heated, thready sighs left her until he urgently lowered his mouth to the other breast, suckling hard again. The sensation shot through her like licks of flame. She cried out, grabbing onto him for balance, and he gripped her a.s.s once more, this time lifting her up into his arms and carrying her into the bedroom.

He tossed her on the bed and she lay there, aroused and unsure, waiting until he returned with the bag head brought.

The first thing he drew out was a long, black strip of leather. Straddling her in the bed, he pushed her arms up over her head and tied her wrists with it, pulling the leather into a tight knot. Then he attached it to the wrought iron headboard. She remained wildly aware how close his c.o.c.k wasa"to her mouth, her b.r.e.a.s.t.sa"and she wished madly that he were naked. But she dared not say a word.

Backing off of her, he said, aLift your a.s.s,a then harshly pulled down her panties. He tossed them aside as he rose from the bed and reached into his bag, extractingasomething black, a large swath of leather, but she wasnat sure what it was until he said, aLift,a again, and this time slid it under her. He drew it around her waist and began to lace it by hand. It stretched from her rib cage to her hips and she realized it was a waist-cincher, an item that struck her as somewhat Victorian and completely wicked in terms of bondagea"especially when he laced it tight, tight, tight, making her feel utterly imprisoned in the thing before finally finis.h.i.+ng.

Next he withdrew a thick, black leather collar from the bag, which he fastened around her neck. Like the waist-cincher, it made her feel pleasantly trapped, forcing sensation on her with each and every move she made.

And then he left. Just left the rooma"picked up his bag and walked out!

Minutes began to pa.s.s and she wondered if head departed from the apartment completely and meant to leave her here like this, trussed naked except for a bit of black leather, until she called out for help and someone found her. G.o.d, talk about payback.

And on top of that, her p.u.s.s.y wept for him. She could feel the comforter dampening beneath her. Shead been a little frightened and totally unsure what would happen to them once this was over, but from the moment head shown up at her door, shead been aroused and ready for whatever this evening held, for whatever he wanted it to hold. If he wanted to punish her, she figured she deserved it. Shead take whatever he dished out.

Just when shead seriously begun to worry that maybe head left her like this, he tramped back into the rooma"no longer a lighthearted beach boy, but now clearly a G.o.d of all that was dark and dangerous.

She gasped at the sight of him, and her c.u.n.t spasmed. Across his chest he wore a black halter-like apparatus constructed of thin leather strips connected by silver rings. His eyes still shone through his s.e.xy black mask, and now his neck was adorned with the same sort of collar she wore. Thick leather cuffs circled both wrists, and below, head donned black leather pantsa"with no crotch. His big c.o.c.k stood at full attention between the leather leggings, completely exposed. She was stunned speechless. And so d.a.m.n hungry for him. To think this man had wanted to be tied upa"when he was clearly born to be a womanas master.

As he stood looking at her, tied to the bed in her scant leather regalia, she felt a whole new kind of beautiful, and she relished submitting to him. She still feared for tomorrow and the future of their relations.h.i.+p, but for tonight, she was going to soak up every bit of domination he wanted to heap on her.

aAre you ready to be my s.e.x slave, Mia?a he asked sharply.

She nodded, answering with one quiet word. aYes.a So very ready.

He walked to the bed and straddled her again, but higher up this time, his thighs settling across her shoulders, the black leather of his pants rubbing warm on her skin. aThen suck my c.o.c.k, slave,a he demanded, rising on his knees and holding his shaft down to insert it in her mouth. She opened wide, accepting it with ease.

To have him between her lips, sinking deep, near her throat, without having any control over it, was breathtaking. She felt so owned, so wholly possesseda"but in this moment she wanted to be owned by him, wanted to be whatever he wanted to make of her. Her p.u.s.s.y fluttered with delight as he slid his hard, lovely c.o.c.k in and out of her mouth, slow at first, but then slightly harder, deeper, until he was groaning with each stroke between her lips. Her mouth felt so stretched, to a degree thata"under normal circ.u.mstancesa"would have made her back off slightly, take a break. But like this, now, she couldnat choose to take a breaka"and it was arousing to have the option stolen from her, to be gently forced to suck his c.o.c.k until he decided head had enough.

When finally he withdrew the ma.s.sive shaft, her mouth felt instantly empty, abandoneda"but joyfully well-used.

What now? she wondered, thinking, More, I want more of this. I want to be his slave, but not daring to speak.

That angry fire still lit his eyes as he s.h.i.+fted back, still straddling hera"until his erection came to lay between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He reached down and pressed the soft mounds up into his hard c.o.c.k, beginning to slide back and forth, f.u.c.king them. She moaned at the raw heated delight of having that ultra-hardness enclosed by her sensitive, tender flesh, glad shead left him so wet that he could glide with slick ease between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Above, he groaned deeply, watching the connection of their bodies, and she was thrilled to see that even amid his anger, she could still bring him pleasure.

His thrusts turned rough, intense, making her feel it all the more, and love it all the better. Yes, yes, she thought, still not brave enough to utter a word. f.u.c.k my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Ty. f.u.c.k me every way possible.

Finally, he released her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and moved still farther down her naked body, pus.h.i.+ng her legs apart and kneeling in between. Her heart threatened to pound right through her chest as she lay bound and watching him study her p.u.s.s.y. Planting his palms on her thighs, he spread them farther, opened her wider. Oh G.o.d, she wanted him inside. Please, Ty. Please.

Without warning, he drove two fingers into her c.u.n.t, making her sob at the hot, pleasant intrusion. aYour p.u.s.s.yas wet, slave,a he said, although his voice seemed slightly calmer now than before.

aBecause Iam excited. I want you inside me,a she said between heated breaths.

aYouare supposed to be scared,a he said, his tone taking on a rough edge again. aYouare supposed to worry I might hurt you.a She only shook her head, moaning lightly as he continued thrusting his fingers into her hungry little pa.s.sageway. aWhatever you do, I deserve. I shouldnat have lied to you. I never thought aboutawell, so many things. I never thought about how youad feel if you found out. I was selfish. Whatever you want from me tonight is okay. I owe it to you. Do anything you want to me, Ty. Anything.a His face looked almost agonized with l.u.s.t as he stared into her eyes, then dropped his gaze back to her c.u.n.t. She bit her lip, knowing it must be glistening for him, knowing his fingers must be drenched.

aG.o.d,a he murmured finally, and in quick succession, he withdrew his fingers, lifted her thighs, and rammed his c.o.c.k deep inside her.

She cried out at the blowa"hard and filling and all-consuming, and somehow, even then, she wanted more of him. His shaft was enormous inside her, yet she still managed to yearn for more. She wanted to hurt for him, to somehow atone for what shead done. She truly wanted to be his s.e.x slave in every way.

aIam gonna f.u.c.k you so hard, Mia,a he bit off, his voice gritty, gone back to pure, unadulterated heat now, and she thought, this is how it should be. Thisa"it turned outa"was her perfect fantasy coming to life. Ty calling her by name, promising her an incredible f.u.c.k that would leave them both well-pleasured and spent.

He pummeled her with his huge c.o.c.k, driving, driving, deep inside her, so that she felt his thrusts everywherea"pulsing through her arms and legs, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, even her head. The leather at her waist and neck created a hot friction with each rough jolt of his pounding shaft, and his leggings rubbed at the backs of her thighs. They both cried out at each mind-numbing thrust.

Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced and he closed his hands greedily around them, kneading, ma.s.saging. She pulled involuntarily at the leather binding her wrists, frustrated at not being able to touch him. He released her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, yet closed his forefingers and thumbs around her nipples, pinching them tight and pulling, drawing them upwarda"making her grit her teeth at more pleasure-paina"until he let them go and she released a screech.

She writhed in his grasp then, overcome with pleasure and pain and frustration and heat, taking each stroke of his c.o.c.k deep within her being, feeling wild and crazed inside, his new grip on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s turning needy and rough. She suddenly knew that he wanted her to struggle, and so she did, thras.h.i.+ng about as he filled her, absorbing more kinds of friction and hot delight than she could easily comprehend, and she sensed it making them both even more reckless and untamed. His heated cries turned to harsh growls, hers to groans drawn up from deep in her gut. aOh, f.u.c.k me,a she begged through clenched teeth. af.u.c.k me. f.u.c.k me.a It was all so good. The binding, the battle, his hands, his c.o.c.k. His face, above her. Even soaked in his anger, she loved it becauseawell, maybe she was angry, too! Angry that shead wanted him for so long without having him until now. Thatas why she struggled at her bindings for him, even as she wrapped her legs around his back. There was anger and frustration and a deep, forbidden sort of pa.s.sion all lurking inside her and needing to get outa"nowa"in his arms.

aCome in me, Ty! Come in me. I want to make you come so bad, so hard,a she sobbed.

But then, clenching his teeth and looking agonized to the depths of his soul, he pulled his c.o.c.k out and dropped her a.s.s to the bed.

She felt abandoned. aWhat are you doing?a she practically shrieked.

aYou canat f.u.c.king tell me when to come!a he boomed. aYouare not in charge this time, Mia! This time itas all about me, punis.h.i.+ng you!a She had a feeling theyad both forgotten that for a few intense minutes, but now they remembered. Her body heaved with frustration where she lay stretched out on the bed.

aAnd weare not done here,a he added in a low voice, his eyes s.h.i.+ning hotly on her. aWeare not even close to being done.a aWhat now?a she asked, suddenly reminding herself of him when their positions had been reversed, always wondering what came next.

In response, he reached up over her, his slick erection dangling down to touch one breast as he untied her from the beda"but he didnat untie her hands from each other.

aNow, Iam going to spank you. Hard!a She tensed in a combination of fear and antic.i.p.ation as he maneuvered her body, face down, over his lap, on the edge of the bed, and leaned down near her ear. aTell me youave been a bad little girl,a he said, no hint of playfulness coloring his voice.

aI have. Iave been a very bad girl.a She meant it. She believed it.

aBeg me to punish you for it.a She drew in her breath. aPunish me. Yes. I deserve it. Spank me.a The first slap of his hand across her a.s.s landed with a sting that echoed all through her. Mmm, G.o.da"still more of that strange pleasure-pain. She wanted it, and when the flat of his hand struck her again, she cried outa"in joy, because it hurt. Because she felt it everywhere. More, she thought, not daring to speak now. I want more.

He spanked her in a smooth, hard, even rhythm, each strike flaring through her with power and heat. The spanking radiated through every limb, each slap of his palm coming before the vibrations from the last had faded. She cried outa"all pleasure now, even as her a.s.s stung and grew sore, so very sore. But it was a good kind of sore, the same lovely kind of sore shead first experienced when head whipped her the other night. Only this was more intense than that. This was not a playful gamea"this was a strong, forceful man dominating her, and she was joyfully lost in the power of that domination.

And thenasomething new! What was he doing now? Even as he spanked her, even as she cried out, she swung to look over her shoulder and sawa"oh G.o.d!a"he wasahe was putting something inside her a.s.sa"a string with little b.a.l.l.s placed every couple of inches. a.n.a.l beadsa"she recalled seeing them at the s.e.x shop when shead bought her rope and riding crop. He was inserting them, one by one, sending tiny explosions of pleasure through her nether regions with each added ball. She gaped, trying to watch even as she drank in his blows, her a.s.s red now from his perfect spanking.

By the time he was done with the beads, she could no longer discern what was happening to her body. She lay writhing, whimpering across him, lost in the tumult of sensation. It was almost more than she could take, pus.h.i.+ng her to the edge of sanity.

And then he was bending over her, whispering, aNow f.u.c.k me, Mia. f.u.c.k me. Ride me.a She gazed over her shoulder, up into his eyes this time.

He peered heatedly at her and said it again. aRide mealover.a As shead called him in her role as Mistress Mina.

Slowly, she rose to her knees next to him. He reached for her thigh, prodding her to straddle his hips. She glanced down between them at his tremendous, straining c.o.c.k. Shead never wanted anything more than she wanted this man back inside her right now. She didnat know if he was still angry or nota"she had no idea how he might feel about her nowa"she only knew she needed him inside her body. Because she loved him. She loved him deeply.

She sank slowly down on his erection, pleased at how enormous he felt filling her. aSo big,a she breathed, her eyes falling shut, head dropping back with the ecstasy of his size combined with the beads that seemed to ripple gloriously about inside her a.s.s.

A soft kiss brushed her neck. aDo you like my c.o.c.k, Mia?a he whispered.

She lowered her head and opened her eyes, meeting his gaze. aOh, G.o.d, yes.a She saw his lips move more than she actually heard his nearly inaudible request. af.u.c.k me.a She leaned deeper into him, beginning to move in the most ancient rhythm, her instincts instantly taking over. They both moaned as she undulated against him. Her bound arms circled his neck, his hands splayed wide on her a.s.s. She f.u.c.ked him slowly, their foreheads touching. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s raked against his chest, the leather that crisscrossed it abrading her nipples lightly.

But soon she was driven to move faster, to f.u.c.k deeper, her c.l.i.t brus.h.i.+ng against him, her p.u.s.s.y beginning to reach for release. The beads inside her a.n.u.s jiggled and rubbed in response to her movements, heightening every sensation. He kissed her hard, deep, as they moved, and she pushed her tongue into his mouth, hungering for still more of him. His hands roamed her shoulders, her back, one sliding around to caress her breast, raking his thumb across the sensitive peak.

But then his hands both returned to her a.s.s and she rode him in hot circles that brought her closer and closer to ecstasy, making the desire churn and rise. He lifted to suckle at her breast, and she sobbed lightly, murmuring, aYes, suck me. So good, so good,a as she held his head there, watched him tugging on her nipple with his eager mouth.

And thena"ahhh!a"he pulled the string and one of the beads left her in a hot little blip of pleasure that made her moan.

Her breath went ragged as she rode him harder, as he suckled her, and he drew another bead out, pus.h.i.+ng her still closer to the edge.

He began pulling the beads faster, in a slow rhythm that matched the hot circles in which she writhed, and she was lost, so lost in him and in the pleasure, that there was no thought, only feeling, stretching through her like an electrical line giving off immeasurable heat and energy.

aSo close,a she whispered in his ear, still moving, grinding her body against hisa"and then he extracted the last bead and she fell off the edge, the climax pulling her deep within herself, burying her in hot pulses of delight that echoed through her, coming out in low groans wrenched deep from her gut. And also in words. aI love you. G.o.d, I love you,a she murmured up into the air without thought.

ad.a.m.n, Iam coming, too,a he breathed upon releasing her breast from his mouth and as before, when he came, he lifted her body from the bed with his o.r.g.a.s.mic thrusts, making her feel exactly what she wanted to feela"overpowered by him, possessed by him.

They both fell back on the bed in a heap and lay that way, silent, for a long moment.

When Mia finally opened her eyes, he was looking at her. He s.h.i.+fted his gaze to her hands, and reached to undo the leather strip, setting her free. Her first move was to slip the s.e.xy black mask from his heada"completely understanding now his previous need to see her face. She wanted nothing more in this moment than to see his.

Although she didnat know what to say, what to expect from him now. She only knew shead just had the most phenomenal s.e.x of her life, and it had been reckless and scary and infinitely exciting, and it had been with Ty, the man she loved.

aIave been a f.u.c.king idiot,a he said, gazing at her.

aHuh?a He shook his head against the comforter, then ran one hand through his hair. aI donat know what I was so mad about.a aBecause I lied to you,a she reminded him, thinking it made perfect sense. aI tricked you.a aBut you were right when you said I never would have given us a chance otherwise. I justanever thought of you this way.a aI know. And there were times when I tried to hint to you that maybe I wasnat the girl you thought I wasaa She stopped, confused by her own words. aBut the thing is, Ty, I am that girl you thought I was. Iam a nice person and a dependable, capable worker, and Iam Timas little sister. And Iam this person, too.a She looked away, toward the ceiling. It was stupid to bother being embarra.s.sed now, buta aThis person who loves to f.u.c.k and play s.e.x games and sometimes be really, really dirty.a She sighed. aOnlyaa aOnly what?a She wasnat sure she wanted to tell him this, but at this pointa"what the h.e.l.l. aOnly Iave never gotten nearly so dirty with anyone as I have with you.a She felt his eyes on her and dared to lower her gaze and meet them. aBecause of what you said?a he asked. aWhen you were coming just now?a She took a deep breath. aYes.a aThat was real? You love me?a G.o.d, was he still trying to torture her? aYes. Yes, it was real. Iam in love with you, okay?a She turned her head away instantly, unable to believe shead just blurted that out.

aLike I said, Iave been an idiot. Please look at me.a She didnat, couldnat. He reached over, pressing his warm palm to her cheek, turning her face toward his.

aI didnat think a girl could be as sweet and nice as you are and also be into hot s.e.x.a She blinked. aWhy?a He shook his head. aI donat know. If you donat count Jackas wife, Iave never met any hot, s.e.xy girls who seemed all that nice. And vice versa. Just my dumb luck, I guess. And I just didnat think the two things could reside in the same woman.a aSurprise,a she whispered.

aYou can say that again.a They lay silent for a moment, until he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He didnat pull back afterward, so their faces lay only a couple of inches apart. His eyes looked enormous and deep and beautiful. aDid you know,a he said softly, athat I fell in love with Mistress Mina?a The words left her dumbfounded. aUh, no.a aI did. And I couldnat understand it. Couldnat understand how I could fall for a stranger in a mask who I didnat even know, whose face I couldnat even see. But now, I get it. It makes sense. Because things were soaright with her. With you. Because youare you, and you and I have always justaclicked.a aYeah,a she agreed. aI guess we have.a From the beginning. From those very first easy, playful flirtations nearly twenty years earlier.

aSo itas not Mistress Mina Iam in love with anymore, Mia. Itas you.a Mia sucked in her breath. aG.o.d.a She dropped her gaze away, then lifted it again, not quite able to believe. aReally?a He nodded. aDeeply.a Her heart felt like it would burst up through her chest at any moment, like it was physicallyagrowing.

aAnd Iam so f.u.c.king sorry about tonighta"about how mad I got, aboutawell, if I forced you to do anything you didnat want to just nowaa She hated the remorse in his expression and shook her head vigorously. aNo, baby, you didnat. I promise. Because thereas nothing I wouldnat want to do with you. I love you.a Ty took her face between his hands and lowered a long, deep kiss to her waiting mouth. It swirled down through her, more powerful than any s.e.x with any man shead ever had. She could still scarcely believe it. He loved her. He really loved her. After so many years, it seemed too good to be true, but she could tell now, looking into his eyes, that it was real. Shead never seen this expression on his face beforea"but it was undeniably love that poured from his gaze.

aG.o.d, this is so good,a she said as the elation traveled through her. She suddenly couldnat stop smiling. aSo incredible.a He returned the smile shead been pining for all these years, only now it unexpectedly felt as if his smile belonged to her. aJust one thing I gotta know,a he said, his voice taking on a familiar teasing quality.

aWhatas that?a aDo you really dig guys with tattoos?a She shrugged, feeling slightly guilty, then gave him a sweet grin. aAfraid so, but donat worry, Iall keep you anyway.a He gave his head a playful tilt. aWho knows. Be a good girl and maybe you can talk me into getting one,a he finished with a wink.

aMmm,a she said, liking the sound of that. aJust think of how excited youad get me then.a aMistress Mina rides again?a he asks, raising his eyebrows.