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with the realization that she wanted him.
    Elise touched his shoulder, trailing her gloved fingertips over his tanned back. His skin rippled at her touch and she thought she heard him catch his breath. He was tanned all over, his skin gleaming against the black harness. His stillness made her bolder. “I believe I could come to share your preference, Baxter,” she said, as she slid her fingertip across the harnessed man’s nipple. She pressed it gently and saw him swallow.
    But he still didn’t look up.
    She wanted to see his eyes, so see his expression.
    “You said his name was Storm?”
    “Yes, my lady.”
    “He is most fine.” Elise watched as he jerked just a little, and she caught a glimpse of his brown eyes.
    “Indeed, my lady. You should come down to the stables one day, my lady,” Baxter invited. “We’ll be doing a lot of training this week and you might enjoy watching.”
    Elise glanced at the wriggling Tyler with satisfaction. “Yes, I believe I would.” She had to believe they wouldn’t send him away before his booked time was through.
    By the time, Tyler returned home, Elise wasn’t going to be there, and she wouldn’t be easily found.
    * * *
    Her touch was electrifying
    Josh had been trying to deepen his horse frame of mind when he heard the click of high heels coming closer. His cock began to throb immediately, his conviction that she was approaching him making something inside him melt. He loved high heels, the way they arched a woman’s foot and pumped the muscles in her calves. He told himself not to look, but to stay in the mood, keep in his role. He faced forward, kept his head down and breathed steadily.
    He tried to think about running. About oats and molasses.
    Then she ran her hands over him. Her touch was totally different from the stable hand’s stroking. Hers was like a caress with a feather. The feel of her fingertips in those soft leather gloves sent a jolt through him. His cock was already hard and that whisper-light touch made it strain against the leather sleeve. He thought he might burst the leather, then realized it was acting like a cock ring, making him harder and more excited.
    When she touched his nipple, he couldn’t resist a peek. He just glanced sidelong and saw her boot, a perfectly snug black leather number that did fabulous things even for the front of her foot.
    What made his mouth go dry was that her skirt was slit right up the front, from hem to waist. The way she was standing, he could see the curve of the inside of her leg, all the way from ankle to creamy thigh. The boots were laced on the inside of the ankle, which was unexpected and sexy, and her stockings were dark. His cock was pumping then, even before he got a whiff of her wet puss. He remembered how pretty she was, how delicately built she was, and knew a survey of her in full Victorian gear would blow his circuits.
    What if she chose to dominate him? Josh couldn’t even risk imagining it, not when he had to stand in harness, or be whipped and sacked as the other guy had been. She turned away, her skirts rustling and he couldn’t resist the urge to look.
    He caught a glimpse of her sweet ass through the slash in the back of her skirt, then the riding crop cracked across his back.
    “Remember your place, Storm,” Baxter muttered in his ear, running a heavy hand smoothly over the spot where the whip had lashed his skin. It was a good trick, to follow a blow with a caress, and it worked perfectly to excite Josh. “If my lady wants a pony, she’ll be the one choosing her mount.” Then he pinched the rising welt hard, nearly sending Josh to the moon. His cock was harder than ever and he’d only been on the island for ten minutes.
    At this rate, he might die of pleasure before his time on the island was done.
    * * *
    It was just wrong.
    How dare these fuckers change the fantasy Tyler specifically ordered? How dare they take Elise away from him?
    He’d paid a lot of money for this vacation, and he