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.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlAmy laughed and threw off her panicky thoughts.Cupping his face and running her fingers through thedark strands of his hair once again, she kissed him, enjoying the taste of his lips and tongue. I m sorry, momentary insanity and jitters.I m thinking it s time for me to head back home for the night,she replied, forcing her tone to be light and airy.Her body felt tired even though she still craved more ofDerek s touch. Much as the thought of chaining you to my bed again and convincing you otherwise appeals, I supposeI could deign to set you free for now.Laughing, relieved Derek hadn t pressed her or tried to brush her off, Amy followed Derek into the mainbedroom as they collected her clothes and placed them in a plastic shopping bag.In a few moments allher gear had been collected and Derek handed her the keys to her car with a laugh.Ever the gentleman, Derek opened the front door for her and together, side-by-side, they walked downto where she had earlier parked her car. Thank you for dinner, she started with a twinkle in her eye,  and for earlier.You ll text me details forlunch tomorrow?Derek merely nodded.Throwing caution to the wind, Amy stepped back up to where he stood,wrapped her arms around his lean waist and, drawing him close to her body, kissed him passionately.She could feel him come alive, the hunger deep inside him grow and struggle for control as he deepenedthe kiss.Pressing a leg between his, she could feel his erection harden beneath his sweats and they bothpanted for breath.Gently, she bit his full lower lip, flicking her tongue out and teasing the fullness tenderly.When hemoaned, she released him, pleased with the reaction. What was that for? he asked breathlessly. For pleasant dreams, she whispered to him as she pressed a quick, hard kiss to his lips and thenstepped back.He laughed heartily as she opened the driver-side door and blew him a kiss over the top of the car. Text me, she called out. Tomorrow, he promised with a nod.Satisfied, she tossed the plastic bag onto the passenger seat, put the keys in the ignition to start the carand switched the car s headlights on.Pulling out onto the road, she beeped her horn and headed backhome, a grin on her face the whole way.Chapter SevenAmy checked the message and the time on her cell for the tenth time in the last six and a half minutes.Derek s text had arrived just before nine that morning, and never had a day seemed to drag by so slowly.Even though plenty of work was piled on her desk, her mind simply could not settle on anything forGenerated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmllonger than half an hour.Teasing memories of the night before kept her focus broken, and worse werethe self-doubts.The man was supposedly looking for a serious submissive attachment his wanting to place an ad inKinky Delights was proof of that.Yet she had decided to jump in and start a fling with the man, indulge ina bit of kinky submissive sex and then walk away without a backward glance.Not for the first time Amy stared out of her tiny window and tried to concentrate.Amy chewed the endof her pen, turning her thoughts one way then the other, looking for a bit of inspiration.Not for the firsttime she wished Nikki was not off in Scotland with Joel, likely getting married at Gretna Green like shehad sometimes joked about in the past.Thoughts of eloping, weddings and wedding night sex once againbrought her thoughts back to Derek and the question of did she want to indulge in a serious bondagerelationship or was she just working a bit of kinky sex out of her system.Jolted when her cell alarm rang, she picked up the small phone and breathed a huge sigh of relief.Time to head off for lunch,she cheered to herself.None of her thoughts had been resolved, but franklyAmy couldn t see how dwelling on any of it would help her in the slightest.Much easier just to take thewhole situation as it came.If Derek decided he wanted someone more into the lifestyle of dominance andsubmission he could always go back and re-place that ad in the newspaper.Amy pulled her compact out of her enormous red faux-leather handbag and quickly glanced at herreflection in the mirror.A lightning-quick swipe of lipstick and a check none smeared onto her teeth andshe was ready to head out.Nelsons Café sat in the middle of the business district and made an excellent living from its double tallcoffees and toasted sandwiches.Since the café was only a few blocks from the office Amy worked in,she had figured fifteen minutes would be more than enough time to walk the short distance.Humming to herself to keep her mind from wandering, Amy breathed deeply and thoroughly enjoyed theearly summer sunshine as it peeked through the clouds.Nodding to the few regular faces she passed inthe busy lunchtime crowd, Amy paused as she came to the entrance of Nelsons.Casting a quick eye around the people already seated, she didn t spot Derek, and so she quicklymaneuvered herself around the rapidly filling tables and snagged a clear table for herself and Derek.Shehad barely enough time to straighten her knee-length skirt before she saw Derek s tall form in thedoorway.He nodded to her just as she raised an arm to catch his attention.She indulged herself for just a second,eyeballed the impressive physique he cut in a dark suit and bright silver tie as he made his way over toher.Shivering slightly as he bent down to press a quick kiss to her cheek, she reciprocated and laughed as,hidden from view of the rest of the customers behind the press of his body, he ran a possessive palmover her shirt-covered breasts. I don t play in public, she warned him with a genuine laugh. Well, she amended truthfully,  I don t anymore.Her heart stuttered as he merely smiled enigmatically and handed her a menu.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Anything here is good, he replied,  though the toasted ham, cheese and tomato sandwiches are to diefor.Amy nodded. I know, she agreed with an impish grin,  I try to eat here regularly, but I have to keep too close an eyeon my waistline to indulge as much as I please. I think you can indulge today, he replied.Amy noticed him dip a hand into his pocket and her curiositypeaked. I ll give the waitress our orders when she gets here, he continued. Decide what you d like, Amy, andthen take this into the bathroom.Intrigued, she reached out a hand to take the small, closed blue box he held out to her.As she was justabout to open the lid, he tutted at her. Not here, Amy.The bathroom [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]