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“Please help me off with my jacket”

She walked behind hiht be aard, but instead it was easy, part of the do to define their roles

“It goes in the closet” He pointed “On the valet”

She’d seen that type of wooden structure in ner television shows, and until now she hadn’t been sure what it was called It had a shelf for his personal effects, a drawer for storage, and a couple of hooks, perhaps for a tie and a belt

On the side wall, he had a vault And there was a wooden panel that ht have resembled a wardrobe, except for the fact it was built into the wall The large luxurious walk-in closet sanization was ed by color Next came casual wear, khaki pants and polo shirts Sports shirts and shorts were folded on shelves She supposed it made him more efficient, but part of her yearned to mess up his life, even a little bit

“Stalling won’t save you,” he called out

Hope gripped the !” She draped the jacket over the back of the valet on the piece of wood curved to reseer, then smoothed the wrinkles from the fabric There was no reason to be scared of ould co?

When she returned to hiement she needed

“Undo my tie”

“I’in”

“You’ll figure it out The le, the more I’ll enjoy it”

She stretched to reach the knot, and getting so close to hiainst his shirt He filled her vision, swamped her senses If this kind of arousal was constant in BDSM, she wasn’t sure she could bear it

Hope worked the knot free

“Take it all the way off”

“Should I put it away?”

“No Offer it to me, then turn around and place your hands behind you” He held her gaze “Tell me you understand”

This was her first experience with bondage, and her pulse fluttered “Yes, Rafe” The words wereher want to obey

Hope pulled his tie free A primitive instinct compelled her to fold it in half, then in quarters, before extending it toward him