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  “I am not your enemy, Brandi.”

  “I didn’t say you were.”

  “Just give me the damn directions.”

  Brandi cut her eyes at him, but managed to bite back her immediate retort. There was nothing to be gained from any further argument. Instead, she called Diamond and told her what happened. Twenty minutes later, she climbed out of Geoffrey’s truck without another word.

  Diamond hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry this is happening to you, girl.”

  “I know. I appreciate it.” She sank down onto the sofa. “I’m just so damn angry. You should see my room, Diamond. It’s been thoroughly trashed and I’m not sure that happened before or after the fire. The lock had definitely been tampered with.”

  “So you think either Nick or Renee did it?”

  “Yeah.” Taking a deep breath, she relayed the events that had occurred up to that phone call. “Believe it or not, I actually felt sorry for Renee for a moment, up until she looked at me with hatred in her eyes. As though it was my fault.”

  “Okay, and Geoffrey? What happened that you’re not staying the night with him?”

  “I let him talk me out of remaining at the condo tonight. And yes, although I know it was ultimately my decision, I still blame him for not listening to me as much as I blame myself.”

  Silence fell between them. When Diamond took a deep breath, Brandi tensed, knowing what that meant.

  “I think you’re wrong in taking out your anger on Geoffrey, Brandi. Furthermore, I’m not so sure it’s anger that you’re feeling toward him. I think you’re scared so it’s easier to blame him for anything that happens in your budding relationship.”

  Brandi scowled at her, not in the mood for this. “Scared? Of what?”

  “Of trusting him. Of being vulnerable to him. You know, I’ve been thinking more and more about that book and the bondage/submission scene. I think you need to consider taking that step with Geoffrey. Prove to him and yourself that he is someone you can trust.”

  “I’m too tired to get into this with you tonight.”

  “No problem,” her friend said easily. “God willing, I’ll still be here tomorrow to talk some sense into you.”

  In bed and alone, Brandi couldn’t get Diamond’s observations out of her mind. For one thing, she didn’t consider herself a coward, but looking at the situation through her friend’s viewpoint, she wasn’t really happy with the conclusions she’d drawn. If she didn’t do something, she could lose the most honorable man she’d met in her whole life. One who, frankly, had exercised considerable patience with her.

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  After calling Antonia to tell her what happened and so she could reschedule any meetings, Brandi returned to the condominium, dismayed at the condition. The policeman told her she was the first to come back since the fire. There was no telling where Nick, or Renee, was by now.

  Continuing to her bedroom, she straightened her shoulders and got to work. From what she could tell, nothing had been taken, although plenty had been destroyed. Clothes, mostly, but they could be replaced. Since she kept her compact laptop with her, nothing else of value had been taken. After making a list, she took a taxi down to the police station. From there, she took a taxi to Geoffrey’s hotel. She didn’t call him until she stood in the lobby. If she had, she might have changed her mind. He answered on the first ring.

  “Brandi, are you all right?”

  “Yes. Um, can I come up?”

  There was a small pause, as though she’d surprised him. What if he sought consolation in his neighbor’s arms? Even as the question filtered through to her consciousness, she dismissed it, recognizing it for what it was. Fear.

  “You’re here? At the hotel?”

  “Yes.”

  “Of course, you can come up. I’ll be waiting when the elevator doors open.”

  The relief and concern he felt almost brought her to tears of shame. How could she not have seen that she, alone, was the problem? Not with Nick, but definitely with Geoffrey, and he was least deserving of it.

  As promised, Geoffrey stood there and he swept her into his arms, holding her so tight that she almost couldn’t breathe. Not that she was complaining. His mouth covered hers and any thought she might have had dissolved in the face of the heat generated between her and this man.

  They both gasped when they came up for air, her gaze locked with his.

  “Geoffrey, I want you to tie me up.” The words tumbled from her lips right there in the hallway where anyone could have heard her, but she didn’t care.

  His eyes widened. “Pardon?”

  “You heard me right.”

  Setting her on her feet, he curved an arm around her shoulders. “Come on.”

  Inside his suite, he guided her to the sofa and sat beside her. “Now tell me, what brought that on?”

  “I have quite a bit of emotional baggage, in case you haven’t noticed.”

  “Oh, I’ve noticed.”

  “Well, I think I’ve found a way to get over it, if you’re willing.”

  “Are you serious? Do you really think I would deny myself the opportunity to have you at my mercy?”

  “Okay, you’re making me nervous.”

  “Only if you don’t trust me.”

  “Exactly.”

  He studied her for a long moment and she held his gaze. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, I am.”

  Geoffrey stood and held his hand out to her. Brandi grasped it, her heart pounding hard and fast, and let him lead her to his bedroom. As she stood in the middle of his spacious bedroom, she watched him retrieve several silken scarves.

  “Something tells me you’ve done this before,” she remarked, staring at the feminine scraps of cloth.

  “Actually, I have not. I bought these two weeks after we met because they reminded me of you. I planned to give them to you as a gift.”

  “Oh.”

  Scarves in hand, Geoffrey leaned against the dresser, legs crossed at the ankles. “Undress.”

  The one word command had her bristling, but she didn’t say anything. Slowly, she slid the t-shirt up and over her head. The rising in his crotched emboldened her. Keeping her gaze locked with his, Brandi undid her jeans and slid them down her legs, bending over so he could see the deep cleavage of her breasts encased in her bra. She kicked her legs free and lowered one bra strap and then the other, freeing her arms. Reaching behind her, she unhooked the bra and let it drop at her feet. Only her panties remained. Brandi slid her hands, palms down, beneath the fabric and eased them down and off.

  “Play with those pretty nipples.”

  She hesitated. “But I thought…”

  He cut her off. “When you asked me to tie you to the bed, you became the submissive and I, your master. You will do whatever I ask or be punished.”

  “Now wait a minute.”

  Again he stopped her. “I thought this exercise was about trust.”

  She didn’t say anything.

  “Come now, Brandi, are you inferring that you have never played with yourself?”

  Rather than answer, she crossed her arms and played with her nipples just the way she liked: Scraping her nail lightly across the very tip and then pinching just enough to send zings to the apex of her thighs. Her stomach quivered as moisture built.

  “Are you wet, sweetness?” His husky voice told her he liked what she was doing.

  “Let me check,” she whispered back, licking her lips.

  “No,” he told her.

  He moved and stood before her. Holding the scarves in one hand, he placed a palm down on her stomach, fingers pointed down, and slid his hand on her skin until his fingers met the wetness. “Oh, yes. Widen your legs and don’t stop playing with your nipples.”

  She did as instructed, panting now as the lust blazed to life within her.

  Geoffrey slid two fingers inside her, groaning as her muscles clenched around them.

  “Yes, sweetness. I do love how responsive you are to me.”
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  With maddening slowness, he pulled his hand back until he just barely touched her throbbing clit, circling around and around. “Do you like this?”

  “You know I do,” she managed to gasp. She shuddered, closing her eyes, as he pressed harder.

  His touch went away. Her eyes flew open. “What? What’s wrong?”

  “I did not tell you to close your eyes. Remember, I am the one in charge, Brandi, not you, so you must do what I tell you, when I tell you. Understand?”

  Brandi nodded vigorously, the need to climax becoming an urgent demand. “Okay. Yes. Yes, I understand.”

  “Good.” He motioned to the bed. “Center yourself on the bed.”

  Brandi did as instructed, lying flat on her back.

  Geoffrey shook his head. “On your front.”

  She froze. On her front? That she had not expected. “Face down?”

  “Yes.”

  Swallowing hard, she slowly turned over.

  “Stretch out your arms and spread your legs.” Using the scarves, he tied her arms and legs to the posts.

  Seeing her like that must have set him off, because the next thing she knew, Geoffrey lay back between her spread legs and lifted her until his face was under her pussy. Holding her still, he went to work, licking and sucking like he couldn’t get enough of her.

  The first orgasm rushed over her. It was so intense she thought she might pass out from the ecstasy of it. She screamed, trying to get away. The sensitivity went through the roof, but Geoffrey was merciless, sending her screaming into another orgasm.

  “Geoffrey, please,” she yelled out, writhing as much as the scarves allowed. “I can’t take anymore.”

  “You can and you will.”

  He slid two long fingers through the swollen lips of her pussy, curving them and massaging a spot that, the pleasure being so intense, locked her throat. Massaging that spot and sucking on her clit, Geoffrey brought her to another explosive climax that took her breath, her entire body in lockdown as the pleasure spread like raging flames.

  Sliding out from under her limp form, Geoffrey rose. Brandi managed to lift her eyes to see him put on a condom. Unless she was suddenly seeing things, she could swear Geoffrey’s erection was even more impressive than she remembered. Brandi swallowed hard as she met his gaze and the lust stamped on his features.

  Going to the bottom of the bed, Geoffrey moved himself over her, kissing his way up her spine until his erection nudged the sensitive lips of her pussy.

  “Take a breath, sweetness.”

  She did, but she was still unprepared for the force of his erection powering into her until it lodged against her womb. Again, she found herself without voice or breath.

  “Are you ready?” His rough whisper sent his breath skating over her ear, sending a shiver through her.

  Brandi bit her lip, not sure what to say, so she just shook her head. He slipped a hand under her chin and brought her head around as far as he could and sealed his mouth to hers. She groaned at his enticing male taste as she gave to him and took from him.

  Then he moved and she screamed as every inch of him caressed the already heightened nerves of her pussy. Her legs shook even as the weight of him kept her in place. Tears welled as the intensity built in her, tightening her body with each thrust and withdrawal. Geoffrey groaned above her, his hips pressing himself deep within her body.

  “Come for me, sweetness. Come for me now.”

  His guttural tone added to the ferocity and she could only whimper as the ecstatic wave crested over her. Geoffrey shouted out above her, but his hips kept moving, keeping her posed on the blade of her climax. A twist of his hips sent another, more explosive orgasm crashing through her. Everything went black.

  ___

  Brandi awakened alone in the bed. Not a good sign. She rose and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Afterwards, feeling much better, she searched through Geoffrey’s drawers until she found a t-shirt. It fell to mid-thigh, so she didn’t feel all exposed.

  As soon as she opened the bedroom door, her stomach growled at the delicious smell of bacon. Geoffrey stood in front of the stove, expertly flipping pancakes.

  “Can I help?”

  He gave her a quick once over, smiling. “You can set everything on the table. This is my last batch.”

  Brandi got busy, glad for something to do. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to act after the night they had, but, surprisingly, things weren’t as awkward between them as she thought they might be.

  Once everything was on the table, Geoffrey took the seat at the head of the table and she took one beside him. He said grace and they began to eat.

  “How’re you feeling?” he asked, and she could see the concern in his eyes.

  “I’m good.”

  “I am not returning home. I am staying here. With you. While I think it may be too soon for us to marry, I definitely see this thing that we have heading in that direction. What do you think?”

  Brandi smiled wide. “I think I agree with everything you just said.”

  “Good.”

  He leaned toward her and she met him halfway, sealing the agreement with a kiss.

  THE END

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