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“What? Where are you going?” I panicked while anger overlapped my tone.

“Tryin’ to make this a night you won't forget.” He winked as he began to walk out the bedroom, but before he walked out, he glanced at me over his shoulder. “And a night that erases all the memories you’ve had with any other fuckin’ men, so all that you have left is me.”

Before I could react or even respond, he disappeared from the bedroom, leaving me in a state of confusion and undeniable arousal.

Fuck.

What the hell did this cowboy have up his sleeve now?

Chapter Eleven

LAWSON

My heart wouldn’t stop pounding like a jackhammer. I didn’t expect it to stop anytime soon either, especially after getting a glimpse of Diana’s intricate bed that was basically made for a cowboy with a slight rope kink. Immediately, I was bombarded with ideas and visions of how I could implement some binding into a moment that I’d make sure she would never forget.

In that moment an idea hit me, one I wasn’t sure she would even go for, but I felt fuckin’ compelled to try. Rushing out into the living room where her box of Christmas ornaments and other miscellaneous items were packed, I rummaged through its contents until I found exactly what kick-started my imagination.

Fuck yeah.

Still lying in bed where I left her, she was now leaning onto her forearms where her stare scoured over every square inch of me. Her sultry, hooded eyes were colored in unquestionable desire but beyond that, I noticed a flicker of fear flash in her gaze.

Despite every instinct that told me to immediately put her at ease, I wanted her to learn how to trust me. I wanted her to know that I would never hurt her or put her in positions where she would feel vulnerable.

“What the hell is all that for?” she asked, her voice filled with a mixture of interest and suspicion as she flicked her head in the direction of my hands.

Holding back a grin, I lifted the red tinsel and tossed it onto the bed beside her.

“Think about it real hard, darlin’,” I teased while clasping the bottom of my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. I could practically see all her thoughts evaporating as her eyes laid claim on my chest, yet I still continued on. “Look at your bed, then take a good, long look at me.”

My hands went to my belt, then with a swift, calculated motion, I removed it in one unhurried pull. “Worked on a ranch for fifteen years. I know how to do all kinds of knots and used about every type of rope there is, Diana.” Undoing the buttons on my jeans, I drew her attention down to my hands. Her eyes followed them fiercely.

That's it, baby.

“Polyester, nylon, hemp, you name it, I’ve used it.”

I watched as her bottom lip quivered and almost instantly, a light flickered in her eyes, making them widen in shock and intensity.

“But not tinsel…” She swallowed, her voice now hoarse with lust.

My cock lurched.

“No, not tinsel, baby.” I grinned. “And sure as shit not tied around the woman of my goddamn dreams on her kinky-as-fuck bed.”

Her eyebrows dropped together and already I could sense a retort coming.

“My bed is not kinky, Lawson. And will never be referred to as ki?—”

Shoving my pants down my legs, including my boxers, her words died the second my cock came into view. Heavy and pointing directly into the spot between her legs, I gripped my hard length and gave it a long, leisurely stroke.

“You’re right, darlin’. Before me, it wasn’t kinky. It was the perfect bed for my woman to sleep and watch movies in.” Diana’s chest heaved like a female in heat. And her eyes… Fuck, her eyes trailed over every vein and curve of my cock as if she didn’t just have an up-close view of it. “But now that I'm in your bed and will be from here on out, it’ll be used for a hell of a lot more than sleeping. Preferably tying your arms and legs up onto these poles you have.”

Her eyes widened on a sharp gasp that resembled a moan.

Fueled by her reaction, I gave my cock another firm tug.

“Like that, baby?” I took a step toward the bed, flicking my eyes down her supple body. Even dressed in pajamas, I could make out every curve on her.

So fucking beautiful.