Surprise Package

Surprise Package Vonna Harper All rights reserved.

Copyright ©2006 by Vonna Harper

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Chapter One “It’s certainly large for being so remote. I never expected --”

“We aim to make everyone’s time at The Getaway memorable.”

“I’m sure it will be. And to think I won -- the weird thing is, I don’t remember

signing up for a weekend here.” “What matters is that you’re our guest, a satisfied one.” Even as Meka nodded and smiled, she wondered how the hell she was going to be able to take her eyes off the man she’d just met long enough to give the mountain lodge’s main room the attention it deserved. Given what she’d gone through this week, she shouldn’t want to be anywhere near a member of the male persuasion, but this one - had he told her his name? -- all but oozed sex appeal. Not seeing anyone else in the cavernous main room with its massive rock fireplace, beam ceiling, and masculine furnishings was a little disconcerting, but there’d been a number of cars in the parking lot. Besides, with this particular welcoming party of one promising to take personal care of her, what more did she need? How about a man you can trust?

How about having a particular fantasy come true?

Angrily shaking off thoughts of Bruce Wisdom and something else she’d never

told anyone about, she focused on her host’s rugged, almost harsh features, professional athlete’s body, and cool, appraising gray eyes. Leaning back in the oversized leather chair he’d selected after directing her to a plush couch, he regarded her. He wasn’t exactly undressing her with his eyes, but his gaze said she was more than a prizewinner to him -- like maybe his prize. Determined to beat him at his game, she stared back. Two, maybe three seconds later, her pussy began heating. How’d you like to drop into a certain long-running dream of

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mine? Although he was far from handsome thanks to a five o’clock shadow, shaggy black hair, thick neck, and big hands, there was no denying his appeal -- and danger. Men with only a thin veneer of civilization, male with a capital M, had always rattled her, which was why she’d dated Bruce. Bruce was civilized, suit and tie, well mannered. Sex with him had been that, sex. No fucking or rutting or wham-bam allowed. No turning into a bitch in heat on her part, not that she’d ever done that -- just imagined. “Are you ready to see your room?” Her host stood. Looking up, it was all she could do not to gape. How the hell tall was he anyway? And those muscles -- what was a resort employee doing with a power lifter’s physique? “Of course,” she belatedly replied and planted her legs under her. When he held out his hand, she placed hers in it. Run! Run, before it’s too late! She tugged; he held on. “It looks like it could snow,” she babbled and tugged again. “I hope I’ve brought the right clothes.” “One word from you and you won’t need any.” “What?” “This is much more than a resort.” He stepped closer. “Fantasies come true here.” “What -- what are you talking about?” “About allowing dreams to become reality. If you agree, you will have the experience of a lifetime.” Excited and weak at the same time, she stared up at him. “What kind of experience?” “Sexual. Examine your fantasies, Meka. What have you always wanted?” He cocked his head. “Actually, I can and will answer that. Bondage.” He drew out the word. “Turning yourself over to a man.” She should be horrified, shocked and angry, scared out of her skull. Instead, a buzzing sensation arced through her, starting in the hand he was holding. “How…”

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“How do I know about the secret thoughts that get you off? I have my ways. Are you ready for it to happen?” “It?” “Something primal. Basic. Tests and rewards.” She licked her dry lips. “What, ah, what kind of rewards?” “Depends on how well you pass the tests.” He slid even closer, his pure masculinity sliding over her. “You’ll be changed, if you see this through.” “What if, what if I --” “If it becomes too much?” he finished for her. “Any time you want to stop, blink three times. I’ll back off. I promise.” The experience of a lifetime. Chances taken. Going where I’ve always wanted to go. “I -- I just have to blink?” “That’s it. Do you have the guts?” Guts. Courage. Being turned inside out and, please, loving it! “This is really happening? I’m not dreaming?” “I guarantee you, for once in your life, it’ll be the real deal, not something that exists only in your imagination.” Real. “What do I have to do?” “Nothing, except enjoy.” She was aware of her mouth opening, but until she heard her voice, she didn’t know what she was going to say. “Bring it on.” “Oh, I promise I will.” With that he pulled her toward him and spun her around so her back was against his chest. His arm clamped around her waist. The other went to her face, and something pressed against her nose. Alarmed, she reached back and up, thinking to claw his face. As she did, she took a breath. What was that sweet smell? Although she tried not to breathe, she did. More of the super-sweet aroma invaded not just her nostrils but her nerves. Fully awake and aware and yet unbelievably relaxed, she slumped in his grip.

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Her arms sagged, and her head fell forward. He removed whatever he’d held over her nose while effortlessly supporting her dead weight. She felt her head being lifted by the hair. When the back of her head rested against his chest, he slid his hand under the top of her sweater. His fingers closed around a breast. “So far so good?” I don’t know! She tried to open her mouth, but speech was beyond her. Remembering what he’d said about blinking repeatedly if she felt overwhelmed, she commanded her lids to close, which they effortlessly did. He continued to fondle her breast. “Turning yourself over to a stranger isn’t easy,” he said softly. “But what those dream pirates did to you was much more intense, wasn’t it?” How do you know about them? “The pirates weren’t the only ones to render you helpless. The ancient warriors you came up with did the same. Is this what it felt like with them? Maybe better.” He slid his fingers over the top of her breast. Better. Hell yes, better. She was still trying to make sense of what was happening when he turned her toward him. “What about it? Ready to bail?” She kept her eyes open, then started to slump forward. Clamping his hands around her waist, he hoisted her over his shoulder and started walking. He patted her ass. “Feels strange, doesn’t it? Not having a damn bit of control but knowing everything that’s happening. Wanting it on an instinctive level.” His hand slipped under her skirt. Sliding his hand between her legs, he fingered her panties. “What do we have here? Wet are you? That’s nothing compared to what your body will be doing before I’m done.” Pushing the nylon aside, he touched her pussy. “The helpless feeling won’t last long, which means I have to get you ready.” Ready? For what? Where is this going? He leaned forward, and she started sliding off his shoulder. Instead of hitting the floor, she landed on something soft, her body flopping and then settling onto a different

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couch from the one she’d been on. She was on her back, her head nearly off the side, one leg dangling. The sound of his footsteps on the hardwood floor told her he’d walked away and then returned. “Had to get my equipment.” His tone was matter-of-fact. “And because I’m sure you’re wondering, the woman you spoke to when you arrived is gone. She knows when her services are no longer required.” Already confused, she became even more so. She was alone with -- with who? And why wasn’t she scared? Why could she barely wait for his next move? “You’re bound to have questions about the whys and wherefores of this experiment. Everything will be spelled out, eventually. But I don’t believe in getting ahead of myself. A little anticipation and suspense, you know.” He’d been standing behind her head, but now he stepped to the side of the couch and held up his hand. Several leather strips dangled from his fingers. Metal rings were imbedded in the strips. “Your new jewelry, if it’s what you want. Is it?” Go for it! Damn it, for once in your life live dangerously. She kept her eyes open. “Good. I figured you’d be game. First I need to get rid of your clothes.” After depositing the leather and metal things between her legs, he pulled her sweater over her breasts. Then he forced her bra up, exposing the C mounds that had made her one of the most popular girls in high school. “I’m going to have fun with these. Did you know --” Gripping her nipples, he pulled up. “I can control a girl this way.” The drawing sensation snaked from her breasts to her pussy. She longed to clamp her legs together, to do anything. “I’d love to give you a more detailed demonstration. That’s coming, but first things first.” After giving her nipples a tweak, he lifted her arms over her head. He had to roll her onto her side and back again to remove her sweater. Next he positioned her on her side and unfastened her bra. He made a show of drawing it off her, then draped it over her throat.

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When he tugged down on her long wool skirt, it stopped at her hips. Muttering, he unzipped it. “There. Doesn’t that feel better? What’s this? No slip?” The skirt was self-lined, not that she could tell him. “And no hose? Never mind. I forgive you.” Watching his hand head toward her crotch heated her core. Getting turned on had never been a problem. In fact, trying to keep her sex drive tamped down had long been a battle. What was it she told a few trusted girlfriends? That she could make a killing in the porn industry because she’d never had to fake an orgasm. However, between her conservative upbringing and determination to earn a respected living, libido and reality remained at odds. It was only when she was alone that her imagination -Oh god! His touch, just his damn touch -“Sucks, doesn’t it?” He rubbed his thumb against the crotch of her panties. Heat from the friction burned her labia. “Having a man finger you and not able to show your appreciation. That’s all right. You’ll have your chance to thank me, eventually.” Eventually? “What’s this? Getting wetter, are you?” I can’t help it! “Good job.” His thumb slowed, and pressure became a caress. Juice oozed from her to drench her one remaining piece of clothing. “I want your panties wet.” He kept at her, by turn gentle and demanding until she thought she’d explode. Any other time she might have already climaxed but not having any control over her body must be responsible for this horrible frustration, this never-ending anticipation. Her thigh muscles twitched. “Ah, starting to recover. Time to get cracking.” After unceremoniously removing her panties, he wadded them up and pressed them against her teeth. Despite her determination to resist, her lips parted, and he filled her mouth. She tasted her sex juices and, despite herself, embraced what it represented. “I’ll let you talk, eventually. But right now I want you to concentrate on

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sensation.” He held up a roll of electrical tape, then wrapped it around and around her head, securing the panties inside her mouth. Silenced. By him. As he fastened the leather straps around her wrists and ankles, the snap of locking metal said it all. He’d claimed her. All but branded her. When he held up her arms, she saw that her bracelets had a ring secured to them. “I’ll show you how handy these are.” He gave her the first demonstration by threading a metal clip through each cuff ring and manacling her hands together. “Ever been handcuffed? Oh, that’s right, you can’t answer. In case you need it spelled out, these tricks of the trade will remain in place until and if you pull the plug. I have the key, somewhere. One last touch and we’ll get started.” Oh, my -The leather now around her neck wasn’t tight and was so soft it caressed her skin. She’d been too surprised by the cuffs to note her body’s reaction to them, but now that changed. Having a strong sex drive meant needing to satisfy it even when there was no man around. Masturbating almost always did the trick, and she’d discovered that adding fantasy to the mix made things even more fun. Her favorite fantasy, bar none, had been bondage. Imagining herself naked and restrained and on her knees before a man kicked her climaxes into overdrive. As for being ordered to swallow her master’s cum -This was no fantasy. A stranger who somehow knew about her most private thoughts had just locked a collar around her throat. And insane or not, she could barely wait for what came next.

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Chapter Two As the effects of whatever he’d made her breathe were wearing off, he’d secured her wrists to her collar via a chain so short her hands pressed against her chin. He’d been right. All he’d had to do was close his fingers over her nipples and she’d stumbled after him out of the main room. As they walked down a long, dark hall, her footsteps made her think of drumbeats. Where was he taking her? Even more important, what did he intend to do with her once they were there? At the hall’s end, he released one nipple so he could open a door and then hauled her through it. Planting his hands against her shoulder blades, he shoved her forward. Thank goodness he hadn’t manacled her ankles. She couldn’t turn her attention to her surroundings. A strong arm slid around her shoulder, and he drew her to his side so he could stroke her below her collar. “You’re doing well, very well. This is a bit repetitious, but although you might initially resent some of what I do, in the end you’ll thank me.” Unexpected tears filled her eyes. If she had use of her arms, she would have hugged him. And maybe she wouldn’t wait to thank him. “Time for the demonstration to begin.” His hand roamed lower, gliding between her breasts, sliding toward her belly. Moaning into her panty-gag, she thrust her pelvis forward. “You get it, don’t you?” How do you know so much about me? Lower still, fingers reaching her shaved mons. He patted her there. “That doesn’t surprise me. Even if your mind isn’t there yet, your body understands.” Fingers between her legs, drinking her juices, her trying to clamp her legs together.

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“A cunt is an amazing thing. It wants what it wants. It doesn’t understand or care about anything else.” Long, leisurely strokes heated her until she wanted to bellow in frustration and need. Moaning, she widened her stance. The need for answers no longer mattered. There was only the primitive creature under this big stranger’s control. He’d pressed his other hand against the small of her back to help her stand. If she fell, maybe he’d come down with her. Feed the flames. Feed her. “More lessons.” He roughly slapped her mons. “There’ll be a real payoff at the end, but as they say, the pleasure’s in the journey.” Still reeling from how submissive she felt, she barely noticed when he led her further into the room via her nipples. At length, he stopped and spun her around. Then he pushed. Her back immediately struck a wall. “Spread your legs.” Calling herself the next thing to a whore, she obeyed. In this world of sensation, she’d become something she’d only imagined before. All that mattered was the journey. When he pressed his fingers into the base of her belly, the tips seemed to reach her core, pulling her deep into herself, deep into him. Praying he’d again head for her pussy, she increased her stance. Fresh, wet heat coated her labia. “Plez,” she begged behind the gag, careful not to blink. “Plez.” Her plea earned her repeated slaps to her inner thighs, the sound muffled by her sex juices. She tried to straighten. “No.” Two fingers rammed into her, lifting her onto her toes. “You are not to move, got it!” Not move? Not respond to the desperately needed invasion? “Stay the way you are until I tell you different!” With your fingers in me, yes! Desperate to let him know she intended to obey, she clenched her pussy muscles. He pushed in and up. Dancing on his fingers, she jerked her head up and down. Then he pulled free and wiped his wet fingers on her thighs. As he lowered

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himself to his knees, thoughts of his tongue on her sex lips consumed her. By the time it dawned on her that he’d fastened a cuff to her left ankle, it was too late. He clipped something onto the ring, then forced her to spread her legs wide. With no resistance on her part, he easily cuffed the other ankle and secured both legs to the wall via a chain. Exposed and vulnerable, she shook while he ran his nails over her from calf to pussy. “Plez!” “Still with me?” Determined not to be misunderstood, she bobbed her head up and down. “I thought so. All right, I’m going to release your hands, but don’t try anything. A quick move on your part, and you’ll fall.” When she muttered understanding, he unhooked her right arm from the collar restraint. Although she shook, she remained passive while he lifted and spread her arm and re-fastened her wrist to something on the wall behind her. A few seconds later, her left arm had been similarly repositioned. When he drew her breast into his mouth, a whimper found freedom. She rocked from side to side. Releasing her saliva-bathed nipple, he began tonguing it. Whimper after whimper rolled out of her. Her cheeks burned. The climb to a climax felt a single step away. Undoubtedly understanding, he ran a hand between her legs. “You’ve got a great barometer there.” He chuckled. “Nature doesn’t lie, does she?” Gone again! Walking out the door and leaving her alone and dripping. When he returned, she saw that he was holding something, but how could she concentrate when she couldn’t take her eyes off him? He’d undressed! Joined her in nudity. His cock! Oh shit, his long, strong, ready cock! Cupping his cock, he aimed it at her opening. “Believe me, I want in there as much as you want me, but we’re going through certain steps. You don’t want to miss any of them.” Although he released his cock, it continued to point. He held a slender chain

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connecting -- oh god, clamps! “I take it you know what this is.” He held up the elaborate nipple clips. “Ever have a pair on?” She started to shake her head, then nodded. Bruce had gifted her with a set a few weeks ago and she’d allowed him to put them on her. But either they weren’t well constructed, or he hadn’t known what he was doing because they’d pinched. She’d taken them off. Now she had no control over what was going to happen. Demonstrating his mastery of the proper use of nipple restraints, he fingered her nubs until they became hard, sensitive knots. Then he positioned a spring-loaded clamp over one nipple. Although her entire body shook, she didn’t try to back away as he secured it. There was some discomfort, but mostly she felt restrained, controlled in yet another way. When he’d done the same to her other breast, she tore her gaze off him and looked down. Metal on flesh, a slim gold chain dangling between her mounds. He owns me.

And I want him to.

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Chapter Three This time when he left her, she took in her surroundings. The room’s furnishings consisted of two beds, one barely single-sized, the other a queen with ornate head and footboards. Although the larger bed sported a velvet coverlet, what grabbed her attention were the chains and ropes hanging from the brass headboard. Despite its luxurious appearance, it was obviously a bondage bed. Thinking about what might take place there made her stomach muscles clench. Dragging her attention off the bed, she watched him open a drawer in the only dresser. Then her gaze shifted back to him. His ass was pale in contrast to the rest of him, telling her that he spent a lot of time outdoors wearing only shorts. What did he do when he wasn’t… He turned, or rather he glided, the movements sleek and smooth despite his size. Her gaze ran over his chest, down to his groin. No way around it, that was one proud and self-assured cock. What he now held up needed no explanation. “A vibrator.” Standing before her helpless body, he brought the large, black, cock-shaped toy close to her face. “A number of steps up from what you have at home thanks to a different design and larger batteries.” How do you know about what I have? Apprehension nipped at her only to be chased away by expectation. She gave scant thought to trying to keep her reaction private. “I’ve tried to imagine what it’s like to be a woman, helpless, and know a man can do anything he wants to me, but that’s asking a hell of a lot of my imagination.” Smiling just a little, he drew the vibrator from her cheek to her throat. “I’m guessing there’s a lot of conflicting emotions going on -- all of them leading in one fashion or another to a climax.” The vibrator now rested along the top of her right breast. “They say women’s

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emotions are more complex than men’s when it comes to sex, and I’m inclined to agree. Give us a warm, wet hole to fill, and we’re good to go. But apparently a woman’s mind gets into the act. In case that’s true, I’ll give you something to think about but first…” The vibrator started humming, sending sensation throughout her. The tool danced, not just on her skin but seemingly in it, reaching veins and nerves, muscle and bone. Heat oozed throughout her pussy. “Hmm. Hmm.” Sucking in a breath and trying to turn away did no good. The thing still pressed against her captured breast. “What’s that you’re saying? Is this a sign of approval?” “Hmm.” “That’s what I thought. Of course the thing is --” Lifting the vibrator off her, he held it up to her face again. “The design is pretty straightforward. Looks a lot like a cock, doesn’t it?” He positioned it next to his to demonstrate. “Size is about the same. The texture is different, but unlike a cock, this little toy doesn’t wear out. Ready for a demonstration?” Although she wanted that more than life itself, she shook her head. “Oh, I believe you are. Remember what I said about wanting to give you something to think about? Actually what you’re going to get is an explanation.” When she stared blankly at him, he shook his head indulgently. Smiling a little, he placed the vibrator between her legs and brought it up until it pressed against her labia. She rose onto her toes, gasping at the unexpected warmth. It remained silent but filled with potential. “This is a birthday present. From your boyfriend.” Bruce? “I provide a service here. Me and others who have become experts at what we choose to call sex fantasy. For a fee, and with the approval of the recipient, we’ll satisfy anyone’s wet dreams. I’m doing to you what Bruce would like to. You led him to believe you’re not into kink, but he’s hoping that spending time with me will change your mind. The real kick is, I know more about your interest in kink than dear old

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Bruce.” Mind whirling, she tried to concentrate on the man standing before her. It wasn’t hard. “What do you think? Ready to rock and roll?” Shaking more than she had the one time she’d testified in court, she lowered herself as far as she could so the pressure against her pussy increased. Her testimony had helped convict a former employer who’d been doctoring his books and who had threatened her when she went to the authorities. She’d been afraid, not of the threat, but that the defense attorney would rattle her, and her hour on the stand had passed in a sweating blur. This time, however, although she was again sweating, she vowed to live in the moment. To her surprise, he pulled off the tape around her head. Then he removed her soaked panties. She ran her tongue over her lips. “I want to hear you. And for you to hear yourself.” “Thank -- you.” She thought he might ask why she was thanking him. Instead, he withdrew the vibrator and again dipped a finger into her. She sighed, then sighed again when he touched his finger to her lips. Lightheaded, she licked him clean. “Yeah,” he said. “You’re ready.” She knew what was coming, knew it down in her bone marrow. Still, when he slid the vibrator into her, she gasped. It felt even warmer than before, but more disconcerting -- and exciting -- was the smooth, gentle hum. Her inner flesh settled around the invasion, welcomed it. “Don’t forget.” He was so close that his body’s heat warmed her. “This toy isn’t going to run out of energy for hours.” Bring it on! Damn, bring it on! Another notch. More than a hum. Her core responding, caressing the object fucking her. “Hmm. Ah, hmm.”

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“Is that all you have to say? Is that all?” Taking hold of the nipple chain, he placed it between his teeth. Then he leaned back and brought her breasts with him. “Oh shit. Shit.” Notch number three. The dance beat picking up, shaking her, nipping at hundreds, maybe thousands of nerves. “Shit. Shit -- shit.” He chuckled, low and strong. Her legs were locked in place, thigh and calf muscles threatening to cramp. Despite the restraints on her wrists and ankles, she leaned forward. His cock pressed against her belly, and they remained like that, captor and captive communicating. “Do me. Do me, oh damn, do me.” “Not -- shit. Not me,” he muttered around clenched teeth. “That’s not what this is about.” Then why are you naked? Stepping back, he released the chain. Something fierce and barely contained crawled over his features. Then he ratcheted up the cunt invader. No! Masturbating had never felt like this. Hell, garden-variety sex hadn’t come close! This was -- this was being held over the edge of a precipice, a shimmying manmade instrument pressing against her pussy walls, nervous system short-circuiting, a prisoner of her own body. Loving every damn moment! “Coming! I’m -- coming!” “Ride it. Grab hold of that stallion and race.” What had he said? Didn’t matter -- didn’t matter at all because his finger now pressed on her clit. Touch and retreat. Caress and stroke. Vibrator spinning her upward. This incredibly knowledgeable man claiming her hot buttons and finding some she hadn’t

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known about, pushing, pushing. Nerves quivering, breath sobbing, head thrashing, fighting restraint, loving her captivity. “Coming. Com -- coming!” “Do it. Now! Let go.” She was shattering, breaking apart, flying off into flames with her pussy weeping. Her climax became a wild stallion racing, running, bucking, tireless, stripping every bit of strength from her muscles. Continuing. Continuing. Dying. “Stop. Stop, please.” “You’re done?” Done? Dead was more like it. “Stop, please. I can’t take -- can’t take any more.” Oh thank god! The thing inside her was slowing, quieting, sliding out, leaving her spent and shaking. But his finger -- still tiptoeing over her clit. “Stop. Please. I can’t…” “Yes you can. There’s another in you. Let it come.” Coming! Damn, damn, damn, coming again. She shrieked, kept on shrieking, tugged on her restraints, fought to reach him, pussy muscles spasming over and over again. “Please, I can’t --” “It’s all right. All right.” “Ahh!” “I’m taking you down slow. Drawing out the pleasure.” Oh? Thank -- thank you. Maybe she’d blacked out because the next thing she knew, he was releasing her legs. Sharp pain in her breasts brought her head up. She gasped, then sighed as she realized he’d removed the clamps and was massaging her nipples. Crying and laughing at the same time, she leaned forward as far as her tethered arms allowed. He was there, meeting her mouth with his, tongues and lips touching, tenderness

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flowing from him and into her. Even feeling as if she had been rode hard and put away wet, she found the strength, the desire and need to kiss him. Soft, then hard, then tender again. “I’m going to release your arms,” he said. “Don’t worry about falling. I’ll catch you.” She didn’t fall. Neither could she remain upright unaided, but what did it matter? He had his arms around her. Her head rested on his shoulder, his cock caught between them. “Thank you.” Her voice sounded raw. “You’re welcome.” Tell him. Damn it, tell him. “It isn’t my birthday. It isn’t even close. And Bruce -he isn’t my boyfriend. Not after what he did.” Her captor lifted her in his arms and carried her to the queen-size bed. Velvet caressed her back and buttocks, and when he stretched out beside her, she nestled against him. “What did he do?” “Stole from me. Took money from my checking account and maxed out my credit cards. I -- last week I gave him his walking papers.” The man who’d become her world kissed her forehead and pulled her closer. His hard cock now pressed against her belly. A small spark ignited in her core. “In other words, the money he used to buy you a weekend at The Getaway was yours.” At his words, a light went on inside her, but not just a light. Laughter too. “It was.” “Why’d he do it?” “Steal from me?” “No, give you this gift.” A present? No, what just happened went way beyond something wrapped up in a bow. “Because -- I’m sure it was because he figured I’d be so grateful afterward that I’d rip

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off his clothes -- clothes I’d probably bought -- and jump his bones. Forgive him.” “Is that how you feel?” I feel you. Nothing but you. Unable to say the words, she slipped out of his embrace. But instead of sitting up, she slid down until her mouth was inches from his cock. She breathed on him, then chuckled when he sucked in a breath and grabbed her hair. “So I paid for two nights here, did I?” She punctuated her question by licking his tip. “What about after the weekend’s over?” His grip tightened as did his stomach muscles. “Monday is good. And the next day.” At that, she took his head into her and held him, simply held. His groan said everything. Then he spoke. “I -- I need to tell you something.” What? She asked by drawing him in a little more. “After Bruce contacted me, I decided to check him out. Something about him didn’t ring true so I investigated him, particularly his finances. Then I saw you.” “You did?” Her question asked, she turned her attention back to licking, kissing, preparing. “You’re -- shit! -- you’re smart. A beautiful, desirable woman. I knew you’d figure out what he was doing, if you hadn’t already.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because that was between you and Bruce.” Bruce, whose clothes she’d packed up and left on the front porch. Bruce, who had already been visited by the police. Bruce, who’d touched and then twisted and bruised her heart. Bruce, who’d sent her into this man’s arms. Not daring to touch or look at his cock, she gazed up at her captor. “Knowing what you did, you still cashed the check? Used my money to pay for your -- for your services?” He stroked her neck where the leather still rested. “I never cashed the check,

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Meka.” She started shivering all over again, skin hot. “This was my gift to you.” “The best I’ve ever had, one I’ve wanted my entire adult life. Thank you.” Closing her lips over his cock once more, she took the first step toward a gift exchange.

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Vonna Harper Born into a hippie commune and raised in a tent, Vonna Harper discovered her writing talent while penning excuses (supposedly written by her parents) for her many school absences. Despite her spotty attendance, she graduated college at fifteen and joined a group of foreign mercenaries. Unfortunately, she was bitten by a brown recluse and shown the door. Upon returning to the U.S., she bought an old gold mine and spent the next year perfecting her pick axe expertise. Despite the mine’s awesome output, the resident rattlers finally drove her to sell it. Being independently wealthy proved boring so she finally gave into the muse and turned to her computer in earnest. Twelve computers and three carpal tunnel surgeries later, she’s still writing and “Loving it, loving it,” she says. She somehow found time to get married and give birth twice and find various dogs to own her. Like the stereotypical old soldier, she plans on just fading away when she can no longer pound the keyboard, sans shoes of course.