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moment, but then she met him head-on.
    â€œI can’t deny that I’m attracted to you. That I felt a connection to you from the beginning.”
    â€œAs I did to you. I can’t explain it. All I know is that I can’t imagine not feeling that link. Not exploring if this is meant to be.”
    A rueful smile peaked from the corner of her lips. “Neither can I. I want to find out if what we’re feeling is real. If I can trust you.”
    â€œWhat can I do to prove that you can?” Rey replied, determined to demonstrate in any way he could that she could rely on him.
    Paola narrowed her eyes, almost unable to believe that he meant what he said. His question got her to wondering just what he would be willing to do. That wondering grew dangerous as she spotted a loop of white rope at the edge of the dock.
    Bending at the waist, she snagged the bundle of rope and held it up for him to see. Momentary confusion filled his gaze until he realized her intent, but then a flush spread across his cheeks and worked its way down his neck.
    â€œYou want me to trust you, but you need to trust me also.” She jiggled the rope up and down.
    In answer, he laced his fingers together and offered up his wrists. “I trust you,” he said.
    His submission created a flood of desire through her body and had her heavy with need at the thought of all that masculine power under her control. Working quickly, she bound his wrists together and then used the remaining few feet of rope as a leash, leading him away from the dock and back to her bedroom.
    Once inside, she faced him. When her gaze met his, the heat in his look nearly devoured her. “On the bed,” she commanded, eager to begin this test of trust.
    He moved assuredly, his long legs eating up the short distance to the bed where he climbed up and laid down in the center. Raising his bound arms above his head, he grabbed hold of a carved rail at the bottom of the ornate Ipe wood headboard.
    Perfect, she thought. She leaned over to tie him to the railing with the excess rope.
    Then she sat back and admired him, so large and imposing. So beautiful, she thought, as he glanced at her, his dark eyes glittering.
    â€œI am yours now, Paola. What will you do with me?”
    A thousand thoughts raced through her brain, but she started with the most basic. “I’m going to undress you.”
    In a flurry of motion, she was soon straddling his thighs and undoing the button and zipper on his jeans. As she worked, her hands brushed against his erection, teasing him with the barest of touches as she parted the denim, revealing the length of him covered by the thin fabric of his briefs.
    She stroked her hand across that impressive length before grabbing both briefs and jeans and dragging them off.
    Sitting at his feet, she trailed her gaze up the perfection of his body, from his strong calves to his leanly muscled thighs. As her gaze settled on his penis, a flood of heat and wetness dampened her cleft and her nipples tightened into hard points.
    She wanted him. Badly. But first she wanted to explore.
    Ripping off her robe, she kneeled between his legs and urged them apart, her hands stroking his rock hard thighs.
    His balls were tight, and desire colored them with a dull flush. Above them, his erection jutted from a nest of curly black hair. She ran the back of her hand across his balls and Rey jumped from the caress and raised his hips, begging for more of her touch.
    â€œDo you want me to touch you?” she asked, a soft purr in her voice.
    A strangled “Yes” escaped his lips and he yanked on the rope, trying to touch her as well, but the rope held fast. The action made the muscles in his arms more pronounced as he strained against his bonds.
    Leaning forward, she allowed the hard points of her breasts to skim along his body, regretting the T-shirt that kept flesh from flesh as she ran her hands along the undersides of his arms.
    â€œRelax,