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the big hands moving to her thighs, forcing her legs wider apart as he pushed inside her again and again.
    She wanted those dominating thrusts telling her who she belonged to.
    You’re mine.
    She was helpless under the onslaught. Her wrists were cuffed. Her legs were pinioned under his hands, her legs spread wide as he fucked her relentlessly, deliberately, thoroughly.
    Then his angle shifted, and he was bumping against her clit with every flex of his hips. There was a roaring in her ears as the tension built to dizzying heights, until her body felt like an elastic that had been pulled too tight.
    And then she broke.
    She was splintered by ecstasy, every cell in body separately exploding.
    Keith stayed deep inside her during her orgasm, grinding himself against her until the aftershocks rose suddenly into a second climax.
    Her body was buzzing and quivering when he pulled out and slammed into her again, his thrusts harder and rougher than before. He pounded her mercilessly until she felt his cock pulse inside her, and then he called out her name as he shuddered with his own orgasm.
    His weight collapsed on top of her, and for the first time she wished her hands weren’t cuffed. She wanted to stroke his back, his shoulders, his hair.
    Instead she lay still and basked in the feeling of his big body pinning hers to the mattress. He rested his head on her shoulder, and she let herself enjoy that, too.
    “Sarah,” he said after what seemed like a long, long time.
    “Yes?” she whispered.
    He shifted his head and pressed a kiss to her collarbone. “There’s a possibility that you and I are sexually compatible.”
    A bubble of warmth and laughter rose inside her.
    “Could be,” she said gravely, wishing she could see his face but not asking this time.
    They lay in silence for a while after that—a remarkably companionable silence.
    It occurred to her that she couldn’t remember ever feeling this relaxed with another human being.
    Apparently the trick was to be tied down, blindfolded, and fucked senseless.
    Another bubble of laughter rose, taking shape in a smile.
    The smile was still there when Keith finally eased himself to the side. “I’m sorry—I must have been heavy,” he said, trailing a hand down her body from her neck to her waist.
    “I liked it,” she said simply, and then gasped when his hand covered her mound.
    “Just staking out my territory,” he said softly.
    “You can’t start anything now. My bones are already melted.”
    “I’m not starting anything,” he said, and she heard a hint of laughter in his voice. “I just want to touch you.”
    “Well, I am in handcuffs. You can pretty much do anything you want.”
    “I like the sound of that.”
    His hand moved lazily upwards, across her belly and up to her breasts. He cupped one in his warm palm and leaned over to kiss the other.
    “You have the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen.”
    She couldn’t let that pass—not when she thought about the women he must have been with over the years. “Oh, please.”
    “You don’t believe me?”
    “I most certainly do not.”
    He shifted so his hands covered both breasts, and her nipples pebbled into diamonds.
    He pinched them hard. “Who’s the master here?”
     “You are,” she gasped.
    He pinched tighter. “Who has the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen?”
    “I do!”
    “That’s my girl,” he said, and let her go.
    My girl.
    She bit her lip, telling herself not to hope.
    But it wasn’t possible. Despite all her efforts, hope took up residence in her heart.
    Was there a chance that they could have more than this week? Or were the boundaries he’d drawn for them too thick?
    She opened her mouth to speak and then closed it again. She couldn’t have this conversation with a blindfold on.
    She wasn’t sure she could have this conversation at all.
    But as though Keith had sensed her unspoken words, he reached up to release her cuffs.
    The spell between them was broken.
    “You can