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open his button and unzipped his jeans. Her hands stole inside his boxer briefs and in one tug had both garments around his ankles. Fingers curled around his dick and squeezed. Dane closed his eyes for a brief second, soaking in the feel of her pumping him. Heat spiraled through his stomach. No way was he going to blow now.
    Backing out of her grasp, he unfastened her shorts and helped her step out of them. Sara’s sweet pussy was framed by a scrap of lacy thong. His mouth watered.
    “You trust me, right? Know that I wouldn’t hurt you?” Cupping her mound, he slipped one finger under the lace, tracing her hot, wet slit. Dane wanted to fuck her so badly, but he had to establish boundaries, open a line of communication first. Especially with what he had planned.
    Her lids shuttered, her lips parted on a sigh, and she nodded.
    “Good.” He captured her mouth in a kiss, his tongue easing past her lips to tangle with hers. He plundered her mouth until they both gasped for air, never taking his finger out of her but not moving.
    Finally, he released her and picked up the doorframe clamps with attached leather restraints.
    Her eyes widened with a touch of fear. “What is that?”
    He placed a finger over her lips. “Shh. No talking unless I ask you a direct question. All you need to know is that I’m not going to hurt you. This is as much for your pleasure as it is mine. And remember, you can always use your safeword.”
    “Cucumber. Right.” She swallowed, her throat constricting with the movement.
    He gave her a reassuring smile and walked to the door leading into the bathroom. He attached the first set of clamps to the top of the frame and the second set to the bottom. When he turned back, he saw her standing at the end of the bed, her arms crossed protectively over her chest.
    “Sara,” he said, his tone gentle. He crossed the room and cupped her elbows. “I see you’re still concerned. What’s going through your mind?”
    Again, she swallowed, looking at the restraints and then back at him. “I’ve never done this before.”
    He took her in his arms. “Don’t be afraid.”
    “I’m not,” she protested, shaking her head against his chest. Then her arms wrapped around him, and she pressed more fully into him. “Will I get to do the same to you?”
    The idea of being totally at the mercy of this beautiful woman was almost more than he could take. “You first then we’ll see.” He dropped a kiss on her full lips then said, “For now though, let me state some ground rules. Remember, there’s no talking unless I ask you a question and require an answer. Speak and you will be spanked. I will push your limits of pleasure, probably beyond where they’ve ever been pushed. Even so, I don’t want you to come until I tell you to. I will take pleasure in your pleasure.
    “If at any time you’re in true pain or feel that you’re in danger, say your safeword. But be sure that you truly wish to stop what we’re doing before you say it. False alarms won’t be fun for either of us. Do you understand? If so, nod.”
    She nodded, dropped her arms, and met his gaze. She smiled, the effect zinging straight to his heart.
    “Good. Remove your shirt.”
    In one quick motion, she obeyed. Standing before him in only the lace thong, she was stunning. He cupped her breasts and lifted them.
    “Spectacular,” he praised and dropped kisses on the bare nipples. “Now move to the doorway and face the bedroom.”
    Head held high, she strode to the door and took her position. He loved her confidence and hoped when she submitted to him that she didn’t lose her spirit in the process.
    First, he secured her wrists with the fleece restraints, adjusting the straps so her arms were above her head. Hooking his thumbs in the material, he took his time sliding her thong down her legs and helped her step out of it. Then he knelt and shackled her ankles. When he was finished, she stood spread-eagle in the doorway. He leaned forward