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Easy for you to say...

Yet when his lips brushed my skin and my eyes fluttered closed, I realized how perilously simple it would be to do just that...

Forgetting about my friend’s fate was as simple as his large hand fondling my breast and the lingering passion of his insistent kisses.

What was happening to me?

“Eli?” My voice showed signs of the strain tearing at my core. The spanking had wound me so tightly that I couldn’t seem to think. Standing there on display for no better reason than his amusement, all I could contemplate was finding a way to relieve the pressure at my clit. “I mean, sir?”

He chuckled, spanking both cheeks lightly as he shifted position. “What is it, little girl?”

Pressed against the hard wood, his new name for me didn’t sound so preposterous anymore. He was so much physically bigger than I was, and in the cabin in the forest—hisenvironment—I seemed smaller than ever. Mouth drying, and with my nose skimming the wall, I contemplated what the world would be like if I succumbed and was nothing more than the diminutive woman he could order around.

Oh, God.

The idea of such utter subjugation should have outraged me, yet as his hand snaked around my hips to the front of my underwear, I could only imagine how good the sex would be, and fleetingly, I considered whether I’d be happier in the confines of his crazy rule rather than finding my own way out there in the real world.

“Please,” I moaned. “I’m so horny...”

My pitiful tone induced fresh laughter from my unexpected persecutor.

“That’s exactly how I want you,” he purred, his other hand skimming my breast. “Always wet and eager. Be a good girl and I promise to put your little pussy out of its misery.”

As if to reinforce the point, his hands withdrew and reached for the side of my panties before abruptly tugging them down to join my bunched leggings at my thighs.

“No!” Practically naked from the waist down, the latest indignity was too much to bear.

“Oh, yes.” His voice oozed enthusiasm as he jerked my hips further back and nudged the side of my boots apart with his foot.

I complied in desperation, taking on the stance he wanted, even as terror and longing warred in my head. Did I want to kick him in the nuts and take my chance in the snow, or, as my pulsing clit demanded, did I want to give in and take everything he had to offer? The weight of my colliding emotions ensured there was no way to discern the answer, but the question remained, taunting me as he continued.

“Stay just like that.”

Immobilized with bewildered passion, I was trapped between the wall and his body, and dwelling on my misery, I sensed the first length of something coarse wrap around my left wrist.

Rope.My heart sped up. Ithadto be rope.

I hadn’t seen him bring any over to where we were standing, but then, with my nose to the wall, I hadn’t seen anything. Instinctively, I peered around to confirm my suspicions and was greeted with a much harder slap to my bare behind. I moaned at the impact, aware that the sting only heightened my need as the strike spread across my cheeks.

“Into position,” he snarled, seemingly without looking up from the knot he was securing at my wrist. “Now.”

Gulping back on my impotency, I shifted my weight from one hip to the other as he worked on the rope. By the side of the bed, I spotted the handgun he’d dropped there, the sight urging me to resist. There was still time to fight back, time to swing my arms and avoid his clutches, but I wasn’t doing anything.

Why aren’t I doing anything?

“Oh, God.” I couldn’t take much more of the desire burning inside.

“Your God won’t take pity on you.” He placed a chaste kiss on my nape. “But if you stay right there,Imight.”

The words rang in my ears as he walked away.

All there was in the world was Eli and the damn wood of the ranger’s hut. Caught in his ropes and the sexual rapture he’d conjured, I couldn’t see a way out.

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