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She stood up on her toes and brushed her mouth over his, loving the way his mustache felt against her lips. “So what are you waiting for?”
    He clasped his big hands around her slim waist and practically tossed her on the bed. Catie laughed and brushed her hair out of her eyes. But her laughter faded as she saw the look on Jarrod’s face—like he was up to no good.
    His mustache twitched as he reached over to the dresser and grabbed something off the top, and Catie caught the glint of metal.
    She furrowed her brow as he moved onto the bed and knelt between her thighs. “What are you up to?” she asked as she tried to see what he was holding, but he held it behind his back.
    Jarrod put his free hand by her head and captured her gaze with his. “So…you’ve fantasized about being tied up, have you?”
    Warmth crept through Catie, but it wasn’t because she was embarrassed at having so easily admitted her fantasy. It was more the way he looked at her—like he intended to do something about it.
    “Yeah…” No sooner had she said the word, than Jarrod brought the hand out that he’d been hiding and clamped cold steel around her wrist. “Hey—” she started, but he moved so fast that the next thing she knew he had her arms stretched over her head. He flipped the free cuff over the railing behind her, and then clasped the cuff to her other wrist.
    “Oh, my god.” Catie twisted as she pulled against the cuffs, the metal slightly digging into her flesh. Her pussy flooded with moist heat at the feel of being handcuffed and completely vulnerable to the man between her thighs. “I can’t believe you really did it.”
    “Change your mind?” Jarrod pressed his cock to her belly, his gaze like green fire licking through her body.
    “No way.” Tingles skittered through Catie’s belly and her nipples tightened. “And in case you’re wondering, I’ve had all my tests, I’m clean, and I’m on the pill. What about you, cowboy?”
    “Clean bill of health all the way around.” He gave her his sexy smile. “Shall I get out my donor card?”
    “Anybody else, yes. You, I trust.” She wrapped her legs around his waist. “So fuck me, dammit.”
    His mouth came down on hers, crushing her lips, as though punishing her for making him desire her so much. Even though she knew it was fruitless, she pulled against the cuffs, wanting to reach around him and dig her nails into his back.
    Jarrod hooked his arms under her knees and raised her up, opening her wide to him. He released one knee long enough to guide his cock toward her slick opening. “Am I too big for you?”
    “Never.” She strained against the cuffs, arching her back. “Now, Jarrod!”
    Catie gasped as he slid the head of his cock into her opening, stretching her with his thickness. He grabbed both of her ankles and moved them up to his neck, so that her feet were to either side of his head, and she could feel the softness of his hair along her instep. His eyes focused on hers, his breathing hard as he eased himself in another inch and then paused.
    She raised her hips up, taking him deeper. “Give me all of you and stop messing with me.”
    The irritating man just grabbed her hips and gave her another fraction of his cock. “We have all night, honey.”
    Narrowing her eyes, Catie did her best to glare at him. “You’d better fuck me now, or there’ll be hell to pay later.”
    Jarrod grinned. “All right, little wildcat. You want a fucking, a fucking’s what you’re gonna get.”
    He thrust his cock into her, burying himself within her pussy. Catie cried out at the sensation of having him so deep inside, stretching her and filling her completely.
    “You okay?” Jarrod held still, sweat beading on his forehead and trickling down the side of his face.
    “Oh, yeah.” Catie wiggled, enjoying the incredible fullness of his cock inside her. “I’ll be even better once you get to it.”
    With slow, even thrusts, he began moving within her core,