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“No. It’s perfect,” I said, turning to him. “I love it.”

I love you.

“Laura,” he whispered, his fingers brushing down the side of my face. “I love you.”

I laughed. “I love you, too.”

He kissed me then, and I poured all my love into that kiss. Every ounce of forgiveness for him and me. Because I knew until I forgave myself, I couldn’t love anyone else.

I ran my fingers through his hair. His eyes watched me, burning with an emotion I couldn’t quite read. Was it love? Was it desire? It was both. No one had ever looked at me like this before.

I pulled his face to mine and kissed him again and again, taking his breath away. He pulled back with a gasp when we reached his bed and he set me down.

“If this is going to work, we are going to have to trust each other.”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Great. Then I need you to trust me to take care of you even when you’re at your most vulnerable.”

Caressing his cheek, I asked, “What do you mean?”

He grabbed my hand and led me to his bed. Pulling down the sheets, he said, “Get in.”

I smirked but complied. Slipping off my shoes, I crawled onto the bed, my dress tightening around my butt and thighs. He walked into his closet and returned with a handful of fabric bunched together.

He dropped two neckties and a blindfold onto the bed. I raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were into kink.”

“This isn’t about kink. It’s about trust. I need you to trust me explicitly,” he said, with no inflection in his voice. He was dead serious.

I swallowed and nodded. He knew me so well. I was always prepared for any situation. I knew how to react based on what I could predict, but with my eyes and hands indisposed, I had to rely on him. Trust him. Was I willing to do it? Yes. Was I capable? I had no idea.

He nodded once and stepped closer to me. “Raise your arms.”

I complied and rested my wrists above my head. The headboard was upholstered, so I had no idea what he’d tie me to, but I assumed this was part of the trust factor.

He tied my wrists together first. Then he pulled back the sheets behind my head and used the second tie to fasten my hands to the mattress. He must have used one of those ropes tied to the edge of the mattress to pull it. I grinned. I loved his ingenuity.

Next, he set the blindfold over my eyes. My world went dark and my breathing quickened. Panic set in for a moment until his breath tickled my cheek and he whispered, “I’ve got you. You’re safe.”

Steadying myself by taking slow breaths, I settled into the mattress, relaxing my muscles.

“That’s it. That’s my girl,” he murmured.

His praise shouldn’t have made me groan, but it did. I reveled in it.

His fingers unbuttoned my dress and pulled the fabric out from underneath me. His hands splayed my waist, his thumbs pressing just below my bra. I wondered if he figured out that it opens at the front yet.

I smiled. I didn’t have to wait long, because in the next moment, the bra snapped open, freeing my breasts, and allowing me to inhale deeply from the brush of cold air on my nipples.

Shivering from the cold and his touch, I sucked in another breath when he traced a finger down to my panties and pulled those off me, too.

Every nerve on my body responded to his touch.

“You’re very good at this,” I said and heard him chuckle.

“I’ve imagined you in my bed like this a thousand times.”

He discarded my clothes in a matter of seconds until I was naked before him. I crossed my legs, but it wasn’t some attempt at modesty. Was it control? Did I want to control what he could see of me when I couldn’t see him? Mmm…

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