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Winning the Bet
Both Maggie and Jack were introduces to the kinkier side of sex by partners with the wrong idea of the lifestyle. They are now both careful and leery around others. Jack is afraid he will hurt the women he dates, and Maggie is just afraid. They live in the same apartment complex, and are very aware of each other, but that’s as far as things go. Neither one of them knows how to get passed the mental block.
Then one day, Jack shows up at the VA clinic where Maggie works, and both of their lives start to change by the interfering actions of her co-workers and a stupid bet. He shows up at their usual Friday night dinner out, and Maggie ends up spending the night with him. He didn’t hurt her and she is not afraid anymore, but now they have something else to worry about? Their hearts.
“Jack.” Maggie couldn’t go through something like that again. She pulled her hands down, tightening the rough material hard into her wrist. “I don’t think I want to do this.”
He didn’t say anything.
“Please, Jack.” Fear twisted inside her at his silence. She flipped her legs to the side and touched the floor with her toes before gentle arms gathered them up and placed them back on the bed. “You’ll hurt me, just like he did.” Only measured breathing could be heard. “Jack?”
“No,” she said truthfully. “Matt was a bastard, but he never hurt me. Well, he never hurt me in a physical way.”
“Do you want me to loosen the bindings?” His voice wavered slightly. “Do you want me to release you?”
Maggie nodded, relief soothing the memory from her.
“Is that a yes?”
His silence seemed to scream in the quiet room for a long moment. Nothing could be heard until a creak sounded near the head of the bed, and he loosened the ties around her wrist. His fingers traveled slow and feather-like down her arm toward her tense shoulder. He spread his fingers under her chin, lifting it upward toward his whispering breath.
“You can trust me.”
She sighed at his words, responding deep inside with a yes. Stupid as it may be, Maggie did trust this almost stranger. She shouldn’t, but she did. She couldn’t trust a man she’d been married to for thirteen years or a man she’d known as a friend for two, so why did she want to believe in Jack?
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.”
He released her chin and reached across her chest, pressing his firm abdomen against her soften nipples for a brief, intoxicating moment before he moved away. She could feel her heart racing fast as he released the tie on the second binding and retied it looser. She swallowed a breath when his fingertips caressed warm on her palm.
“Is that better?”
“Good,” he whispered. “Now you belong to me.”
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