Page 71 of Pucking Billionaire

“That was pretty rude,” I say. “Who is going to help me now?”

With an eyeroll, Mason steps over and removes the harness from my body with the same ease as when he took off my bra and panties in my fantasy last night.

“Slide your leg in here.” He holds up a loop of the harness, so I do as I’m told. “And here.” I slip in my other leg, which accidentally makes his fingers brush my calf, causing me to shiver all over.

“That’s it,” he murmurs, then tightens the straps—which ends up doing two very noticeable things: it thrusts Socrates and Plato up better than any pushup bra and presses on my groin area in such a way that all it would take is a little jiggle for me to come.

Okay, it's official. I understand why someone would want to be on the receiving end of rope bondage. Having yourself squeezed in this way is an extremely sensuous experience… although, it is very possible that Mason’s presence is as important a variable in this as the straps are.

“Is everyone ready?” Levi asks.

I’m ready for many things now, ziplining the least of them. Alas, since climbing Mason isn’t in the cards, I climb a tree instead.

Once we’re up, Levi apprehensively attaches Mason to the line before gesturing at me. “I need to clip in her carabiner in the same way.”

“You may do so,” Mason says magnanimously. “But watch yourself.”

“I’m right here,” I say to no one in particular.

Pretending not to hear, Levi does his job as if I were radioactive, and then he and Mason discuss who is to catch me if I need to be caught by the next tree. Surprise, surprise—that someone is going to be Mason.

“And who’s going to catch Mason if he needs catching?” I ask.

“Trent.” Levi points into the distance. “He’s already in position.”

Let’s hope that Trent is old enough to have a learner’s permit.

“Trent will not need to do anything.” Mason sticks his chest out. “I can handle using a glove to brake.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Are you implying that I can’t?”

“No,” Levi and Mason say in unison.

“It’s just a precaution,” Levi adds.

“Because we don’t want anyone to get hurt.” Mason looks at Levi meaningfully.

I roll my eyes and watch as Mason leaps from the platform, making it look hella fun.

Except, I could swear I see someone catch him on the other end.

Huh.

So much for that confidence. Now it’s more important than ever that I brake properly. That’ll show him.

“Can you go already?” a male voice mutters from behind me.

I turn to see who the speaker is, but it seems he doesn’t have a spine because everyone looks back at me blankly.

Whatever.

Bravely, I leap into the void.

Whoosh! I zip over faster than I can blink, screaming in glee, my adrenaline spiking higher than on any roller coaster.

A few feet from my destination, I remember the brake, but it’s too late.

I don’t even get the chance to touch the cable with my glove before I smash into a very familiar chest. One that smells tellingly masculine, with a hint of pines covered in snow.

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