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of my sight.”
    His eyes widened and his mouth hung open, his expression one
of mock horror.
    She laughed. “Not in a bunny-boiler way, Dan. Aw, you know
what I mean!”
    “I do. I’m just messing with you.” He glanced toward the
double doors. “Watch yourself. The waitress is on her way back. Looks like
she’s been sucking a lemon.”
    Kat turned to watch her approach, stifling the giggles
threatening to burst out of her. She accepted the food slapped down in front of
her without looking up, wanting to apologize for their behavior even though the
woman may not have seen.
    Guilt gets me every time.
    Kat and Dan ate, discussing how their relationship would be
once they returned home. We’ve only been together one night. Are we moving
too fast? They talked about being a couple but still maintaining their
private space and time. Kat took a moment to take everything in. It’ll be
okay if we go slow, won’t it? She looked at him and felt full to bursting, but
not from the food. Something inside her fluttered and writhed, emotions
coursing through her until she felt nauseous. She pinched herself, unable to
believe things had turned out as they had.
    “What are you doing?” Dan asked, brow furrowed, concern for her
written clearly on his face.
    “Pinching myself.”
    “I can see that, but what for?”
    She sighed, content and at peace. “Just to make sure this is
really happening.”
    * * * * *
    Naked, Kat lay in the center of the bed at the cabin, her
eyes closed as instructed. She listened to Dan moving around, the soft patter
of his feet on the carpet as he paced—purposely upping her anticipation?
Already she wanted to open her eyes and issue him an instruction but refrained,
telling herself this new experience may well be something she enjoyed if she
could just let go and relax. She trusted him, so what was the problem? Not
being able to orchestrate what happened next? Being at the mercy of someone
else? Having him decide when she came? Yes, that was it. She liked to hold off,
leaving her orgasm until the last possible moment, but this way, if she lost
control of her ability to keep it at bay…
    Does it matter? Isn’t Dan’s pleasure in controlling me
also my pleasure?
    She breathed deep in an attempt to steady her jumping
nerves. When would he approach her? Speak? She sighed, clamping her lips
together to stop herself from telling him to hurry up. He’d get a kick out of
her impatience—she knew that from her own satisfaction when he’d begged her
last night.
    His footsteps changed, the sound of them nearing the side of
the bed, and she lifted her eyes slightly to see him standing to her left. He
held a red-patterned silk scarf— so that’s what he bought in the clothes
shop! —and caressed it with his fingers.
    “Kat, stop cheating. Close your eyes.”
    She obeyed, refusing to allow the smile tugging at her lips
to spread.
    The scarf whispered across her face and Dan positioned it
over her eyes, holding up her head to tuck it beneath. He tied it at her
temple, his thoughtfulness at her being uncomfortable if he secured it at the
back touching her deeply. The darkness of the fabric against her eyelids shut
out the light and she found herself shivering with pleasure at being unable to
see. Her hearing was heightened now her sight had been removed, and the rustle
of another package—the one he’d gotten at the hardware store?— had her tensing,
nerves zinging with exhilaration.
    Something coarse slid over her belly, definitely a rope, and
she released a low moan. Dan placed one of her hands above her head, securing
her to the headboard by the wrist, the rope loose enough that she could pull
herself free if she chose. He repeated his action with her other wrist and she
automatically widened her legs. Despite the knowledge of what he would do next,
when he tied her ankles to the footboard a stab of desire flickered in her cunt
and her juices seeped. She gasped, so exposed, so vulnerable, yet feeling