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“Yes.” Jillian felt her cheeks heating with the shameful admission but she couldn’t help but tell the truth. “I never knew that about myself before now but yes, it’s amazing.”

  “You’re amazing,” he growled, beginning to pump inside her in a steady rhythm that made Jillian moan with delight. “You feel so good around me.”

  “I’m glad you find me pleasing, Master,” Jillian panted as she worked her hips to keep up with his thrusts.

  “More than pleasing,” he growled, speeding up so that she could feel the blunt head of his cock colliding with the tender end of her channel with every upward movement. “Damn near irresistible, sweetheart.”

  Jillian wanted to answer him but she was breathless with the pleasure of having him take her so hard and thoroughly. She tightened her grip on his broad shoulders, gasping with every deep thrust as the need built inside her again. God, she’d never had sex even remotely this good, this intense before, had never felt as if she were about to shatter into a million pieces when her orgasm hit. Being with Barry had been an exercise in trying to stay awake. Being with Kyle was like riding a roller coaster, one that kept taking her to higher and higher peaks before rushing her down into overwhelming pleasure.

  “God, you’re so tight,” he growled, his large hand squeezing her hips as he took her. “So tight and hot and wet. Your sweet little cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock. I could make love to you forever, sweetheart.”

  “Master,” she moaned breathlessly as he pounded into her. “Master, please, I think I’m going to… I’m so close…”

  He seemed to know exactly what she needed. Without missing a beat, he reached beneath her and twisted the small knob at the end of the black vibrator buried inside her. It sprang to life, sending a tingling sensation throughout her entire body and Jillian cried out as the tidal wave of pleasure washed over her once more, nearly drowning this time in its intensity.

  His big hands tightened on her hips and he thrust himself into her to the hilt once more, as though trying to get as deeply inside her as he could. Jillian could feel him pulsing inside her and knew he was coming too, coming deep inside her pussy as he allowed her orgasm to trigger his own. For a brief moment she wished that there was no condom between them. She wanted to feel him filling her with his hot cum, filling her to overflowing with the irrefutable evidence of their connection.

  But her own pleasure was ebbing and with it, her energy. She felt both physically and emotionally exhausted and, unable to help herself, she slumped forward, letting her head rest on his broad shoulder as she gave in to exhaustion. Strong arms wrapped around her and Kyle held her close, murmuring something soft and tender in her ear. Jillian didn’t know what he was saying and she didn’t care—his tone was enough to tell her that he felt the same way she did and wasn’t sorry a bit for what they had done.

  She was beautiful when she came—especially when she came with him inside her. Kyle told her so, whispering in her ear as they both came down slowly from the orgasmic high they had shared. He wasn’t sorry he’d broken We Kidnap U’s rules or his own either despite the fact that he was no longer hard and throbbing with need. He was glad of it. Glad that he had forged some kind of link with her that had nothing to do with the paid kidnapping experience.

  “You okay?” he asked softly when she raised her head from his shoulder. She had been panting with pleasure and her voice was still a little breathy when she answered.

  “Better than okay.” She smiled at him. “A little sore maybe, but that’s all right.”

  “Sore, hmm? I think we can fix that.”

  He helped her dismount and removed the slender black vibrator, then carried her into the bathroom again. This time he joined her in the tub and they washed each other’s backs and hair and had a bubble fight that left them both soaked and happy. They finally got out of the tub when her stomach rumbled so loudly he could hear it even underwater.

  “Sorry.” She blushed crimson and put a hand to her abdomen. “I, uh, didn’t have much for breakfast. I wasn’t exactly expecting to be kidnapped today.”

  Kyle thought of pointing out that the contract specified that she could be taken at any time but decided to skip it. They were way beyond contractual obligations here. He could feel something growing between them—something too important to be bound by signed statements and written words.

  He got her out of the tub, dried them both off and wrapped her in one of the luxurious Egyptian cotton robes Adam kept in a cedar chest in the corner of the bathroom.

  “Mmm, this smells wonderful,” she murmured as he enfolded her in the cedar-scented robe. “Kind of like…well, kind of like you.” She looked at him shyly. “I’ve been wanting to ask you ever since you grabbed me this morning, are you wearing some kind of cologne or do you just naturally smell like fresh woodchips?”

  He grinned as he shrugged into a robe of his own. “No cologne, sweetheart. It’s probably because of what I do for a living.”

  “Oh, you mean you don’t do, uh, this, all the time?” She made a motion with one hand, indicating the whole dungeon setup.

  Kyle shook his head. “Actually, this is the first time I’ve done a ‘nap. I’m just filling in for my little brother, Adam—he’s the one who owns the franchise. In real life I’m a carpenter. I have a workshop and store over in NoHo. Well, it’s mostly a workshop but that’s also where I take orders when people want custom pieces made.”

  “Wow, I should have guessed something like that. You seem like the kind of guy who likes to work with his hands.” She smiled and took one of his hands in her smaller, softer ones.

  Kyle pulled her in for a kiss. “I like to find hidden potential. I can see something beautiful in the wood before I start and I enjoy bringing it out into the open.”

  “You’re good at that in more ways than one.” She snuggled against him, her damp hair smelling like lavender. “I never would have dreamed I could enjoy half the things you did to me today, but this has been the most amazing and intense experience of my life.”

  “If you didn’t think you’d like it, why did you ask for it in the first place?” Kyle frowned—he liked her a lot but she was full of contradictions.

  She looked at him uncertainly. “Kyle, there’s something I have to tell you. I—” Her stomach growled again, startling them both and he couldn’t help laughing. After a moment she joined him. Her laughter reminded him of the bubbles in a glass of champagne, rising to the top with an exuberant, musical ripple.

  “Later,” he said, taking her hand. “Right now I’d better feed you before you faint away from malnutrition.”

  There was a prepared picnic-type lunch in the fridge of the prep room and they remade the somewhat rumpled bed and ate it lying on their sides, facing each other. It was fairly light, assorted cheeses, some grapes and fresh figs and a bottle of white wine, but he had something special for dessert.

  “My God,” she groaned when he brought out fresh strawberries and a can of whipped cream. “Is that full-fat whipped cream?”

  “Mmm-hmm.” He sprayed a dab of it onto one of the strawberries and wiggled it temptingly in front of her nose. “Is that a problem?”

  “Maybe not for someone like you with zero-percent body fat. Or my little sister—she practically lives on that stuff.”

  “You never told me you had a sister.” He smiled. “If she’s as beautiful as you I should fix her up with my brother.”

  She looked uneasy. “Um, I don’t know, I think she’s dating someone right now. For the moment anyway, but you never can tell with Sab. She’s so crazy—always all over the place, you know? But the point is, I shouldn’t eat that.” She looked at the strawberry with longing but made no move to eat it. “Because for someone like me, with slightly more than zero-percent body fat, it could be a little bit of a problem.”

  “The only problem you’re going to have is maintaining those luscious curves if you don’t eat.” He let his eyes rove over her body appreciatively. “So come on, baby, open up.”