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  Pressing his lips to her inner thigh, Dawson sat back on his heels with a lazy grin and held out his hand. Kate placed her bound hands in his and let him pull her into a sitting position, moaning with pleasure as he covered her mouth with his in a possessive kiss.

  When he pulled away a few moments later to untie her hands, she let out a little sigh of longing as she watched the ends of the belt slip from her wrists.

  “You didn’t have to untie me so soon, you know,” she said softly. “I liked being your captive.”

  He lifted a brow, his eyes glinting in the firelight as he regarded her. “Is that so?”

  She nodded.

  His mouth curved into a slow smile. “Then maybe I should tie you up again.”

  She returned his smile with a sexy one of her own. “Maybe you should.”

  “Turn around and put your hands behind your back,” he ordered softly.

  Pulse racing, Kate got to her knees and turned away from him, obediently putting her hands behind her back and crossing them at the wrists. A moment later, she felt Dawson wrap the belt around her wrists and pull it snug, then tie it in a knot. When he was done, he came around to stand in front of her.

  Kate looked up at him, waiting breathlessly for him to say something, but he didn’t speak. Instead, he just held her gaze with his and shoved down his pajama bottoms until he was standing before her gloriously naked, his cock hard, the head glistening with precum. In the glow of the flames, he looked like some conquering warrior about to ravish his captive slave. She’d thought lying on the rug with her hands tied above her head had been hot, but it paled in comparison to being on her knees in front of him with her hands bound behind her back.

  Holding on to the base of his shaft with one hand, Dawson slid the other in her long hair and gently tilted her head back so that he could rub the head of his cock against her parted lips. That little taste wasn’t nearly enough and she opened her mouth wider, silently begging him to let her have more. But he just continued to run the tip of his shaft back and forth over her lips, teasing her as effectively as he had when she was lying on the rug and he’d been exploring her body with his mouth.

  To her relief, Dawson took pity on her and allowed her to wrap her lips around the head of his cock. She eagerly tried to take more of him in her mouth, but his hand tightened in her hair, keeping her where she was. Deciding two could play at this game, she swirled her tongue over the tip, then glided it up and down the sensitive skin on the underside of his shaft. He only let her tease him like that for a few moments, however, before finally giving in and letting her take more of him in her mouth.

  Kate moaned in appreciation, sucking on him greedily as he guided her head up and down on his hard length. She was used to controlling the pace when she gave a guy a blowjob, but she couldn’t do that with her hands tied behind her back, which was a huge turn-on. She had no idea she’d like being so submissive.

  Each time he fucked her mouth, he went a little farther until he was deep in her throat. When she felt the head of his cock slide down the back of her throat, she swallowed, taking him even deeper. Above her Dawson groaned.

  Sliding his cock out of her mouth, he stood gazing down at her, his eyes smoldering and hungry.

  “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked hoarsely.

  She studied his glistening shaft for a moment before giving him a sultry smile. “I can guess.”

  Kate waited for him to slide his cock in her mouth again so she could make him come, but he surprised her by wrapping his hands around her arms and gently pulling her to her feet. She opened her mouth to ask what he was doing, but the words were muffled as his came down possessively on hers. His erection was hot and hard where it pressed against her tummy and she moaned into his mouth as her pussy throbbed between her legs. She needed him inside her. Now!

  Dawson must have felt the same sense of urgency because a moment later, he dragged his mouth away from hers. She barely had time to catch her breath before he spun her around and gently pushed her face down on the bed. Kate’s breath hitched. She’d had sex doggy-style before, but she had a feeling the position was going to be even hotter with her hands tied behind her back.

  “Spread your legs for me,” Dawson commanded softly.

  Kate obeyed, going up on tiptoe as she did so. Behind her, Dawson grasped her hips in his hands and positioned his cock at the opening of her pussy. She waited breathlessly for him to enter her, but instead he ran the head up and down her wetness.

  She moaned, though whether in pleasure or protest, she wasn’t sure. Maybe it was a little of both. While she loved what he was doing, she desperately needed to have that big, thick cock of his inside her. When he finally did stop teasing her and slid into her pussy, she cried out in relief.

  Dawson didn’t thrust right away, but stood unmoving, his cock nestled deep. She could feel him pulsing inside her, like a beast waiting to be unleashed, and she gasped when he slowly began to pump in and out.

  Wanting him to move faster, Kate tried to rock back against him, but with her hands bound behind her back, she couldn’t get enough leverage and so she was forced to let him control the pace. The reminder that he was in charge and she was his willing submissive was enough to drive her completely wild, and she moaned into the bedding as he moved inside her.

  Kate wasn’t sure how it could get any better, but then Dawson lifted his hand and gave her a hard smack on the ass that made her gasp. She tensed, waiting for him to spank her again, and when he didn’t, she lifted her head to give him a pout over her shoulder.

  “You didn’t have to stop,” she said.

  His mouth quirked. “So, you liked being tied up and spanked, huh? You’re more of a bad girl than I thought.”

  Despite all the kinky stuff they’re already done that night, Kate still blushed, and she quickly turned back around before Dawson could see the color suffusing her face. As his hand came down on first one ass cheek, then the other as he continued his slow thrusts, she forgot all about being shy, however, and gave herself over to the pleasurable sensations.

  “Harder,” she begged.

  “Spank you harder?” he asked, is voice deep and husky. “Or fuck you harder?”

  “Both,” she moaned.

  Dawson did as she asked, pumping his cock into her forcefully each time his hand connected with her already stinging ass.

  “Oh yeah,” she breathed. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

  Dawson definitely didn’t stop. He kept spanking her and fucking her harder and harder until she thought they might actually move the bed across the floor. Damn, she’d never been fucked this good in her life.

  All at once, Dawson stopped spanking her to grip her hips in both hands. Kate was too close to orgasm to complain, though, especially since he started thrusting into her even harder. That was enough to send her into orbit and she cried out in ecstasy as her pussy spasmed around his cock. Being tied up like she was made her orgasm seem even stronger. Behind her, she heard Dawson let out a hoarse groan and knew he was coming with her.

  Kate could have stayed bent over the bed with Dawson inside her all night long, which was why she let out a little sound of protest when he finally pulled out of her. A moment later, she felt him untie her hands and gently pull her to her feet. Taking her in his arms, he kissed her long and hard on the mouth.

  When he lifted his head to gaze down at her, his eyes were twinkling. “Was that good?”

  She smiled up at him. “Babe, we left good behind a long time ago. That was on a whole ‘nother level of pleasure that Webster’s would have a hard time describing.”

  He chuckled. “Let’s see if we can do even better this time.”

  Without another word, he swung her up in his arms and set her down on the bed, then joined her.

  Chapter Four

  The next morning, Dawson would rather have stayed in bed with Kate all day, preferably exploring her love of bondage a little bit more. But since they hadn’t had break
fast with everyone else the day before, they both reluctantly decided they should join the rest of the wedding party down in the hotel restaurant. They didn’t want the bride and groom thinking they were completely blowing off the wedding festivities.

  “Any idea what’s on the agenda today?” he asked as he pushed in her chair when they got to the restaurant.

  She glanced at him as he sat down beside her. “A digital camera scavenger hunt, I think.”

  Dawson groaned inwardly. He’d forgotten about that. Running around San Juan Island with a digital camera trying to find a tree with a yellow bird in it wasn’t exactly his idea of fun, but if he was partnered up with Kate again, then he was all for it. As the bride’s mother went over the rigid list of rules while they were finishing breakfast a little while later, however, he was beginning to rethink that idea. Not only did the woman act like a drill sergeant, but from the way she was talking, it sounded like they weren’t going to get finished with the game for hours. One glance at Kate told him she was thinking the same thing.

  He leaned over to put his mouth close to her ear. “What do you say we blow off the scavenger hunt and do some sightseeing instead?”

  She smiled. “Sounds like a plan. Just don’t make it obvious.”

  Thinking that was probably wise, Dawson decided it was easier to take the neatly typed list of unusual items they were supposed to hunt for when Rachel’s mother handed it to him. If anyone asked afterward, he and Kate could explain they hadn’t managed to find even one item on the list. Once they got outside, everyone was in such a hurry to go their separate ways, it was easy for him and Kate to go off and do their own thing.

  Since the hotel was within walking distance of the harbor, they didn’t bother grabbing Dawson’s SUV, but instead followed the historical walking-tour path in that direction. They stopped in various shops along the way, as well as a few art galleries Kate dragged him into. Although he wasn’t really much for artsy stuff, he had to admit he enjoyed watching Kate “oooh” and “ahhh” over the work done by the local artists. Her exuberance for the simple pastime was infectious. As she leaned close to get a better look at an Inuit-inspired sculpture, smiling as if she’d found the next Mona Lisa, he concluded Kate was the type of person who could make doing anything fun.

  Spotting a coffee shop on Cannery Landing, they decided to go inside and grab a cup before heading over to check out the shops by the waterfront. By the time they came out of the last one a few hours later, Dawson was shopped out, but was still glad he’d suggested doing the tourist thing nevertheless.

  “Since we didn’t go whale watching the other night, do you want to grab a picnic lunch from one of the restaurants and go up to the state park?” he asked as they walked down the steps and onto the sidewalk. “I heard the guy in the bookstore tell some tourists it’s the best place to see them from land.”

  Kate looked both surprised and a little confused at that, and for a moment he thought she might not want to do it, but then she smiled. “I’d love to.”

  When they got to Lime Kiln State Park a little while later, he and Kate checked out the lighthouse first before finding a secluded spot on the cliffs where they could have lunch and see the killer whales. As they ate their turkey sandwiches and watched the graceful orcas breach and spyhop in the water below, Dawson couldn’t help but think that it felt more like he and Kate were dating rather than having a weekend fling. While he knew that was a slippery slope to go down, especially since she’d made it clear she wasn’t looking for a relationship, he found himself trying to figure out the best way to bring up the subject of continuing their relationship when they got back to Seattle.

  “Ever been kayaking?” he asked after a moment.

  She nodded. “I went a few times in college.”

  “Did you like it?”

  She laughed. “Not at first, but once I got the hang of it, I did.”

  He chuckled as he imagined her doing what a lot of beginners did, which was paddle the kayak in a circle. He picked up his bottle of water and took a swallow. “It’s too bad we’ll be leaving in a couple days. I hear they have some great kayaking whale watching tours. It would have been fun go.”

  Dawson tried to make his voice as casual as possible, hoping Kate would give him the opening he was looking for by suggesting they should come back and go kayaking sometime, but instead she mumbled something that could have been agreement or not before looking away. He frowned. Well, he supposed that answered his question. Kate couldn’t have made it any clearer that she wasn’t interested in having anything to do with him after this weekend.

  As she gazed out at the ocean, her expression was unreadable, and he hoped he hadn’t made her uncomfortable. He was about to apologize when she pointed out a killer whale slapping his tail against the water below them as if he’d never even spoken.

  Dawson was relieved when Kate leaned back against him after they finished their sandwiches a little while later. He was glad to see he hadn’t ruined the mood. His cock, which immediately got hard as she settled herself between his spread legs, was equally grateful. It might have been nice to think about seeing her in the future, but if all he had was right now, then he wasn’t going to complain.

  Kate turned her head to smile up at him teasingly. “Is that a spyglass in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

  He chuckled. “I’m definitely happy to see you. In fact, maybe you can do something about that when we get back to the hotel.”

  She gave him a flirtatious look. “Or I could do something about it right now.”

  He lifted a brow, surprised, but aroused at the same time. “Here?”

  She shrugged. “Why not? There’s no one around.”

  That was true enough. The park was practically deserted. He was about to tell Kate he was game if she was, but she had already turned around to kneel between his legs. Tugging open his belt, she slowly unbuttoned his jeans, then shoved down his boxer briefs just enough to free his hard cock. Giving him a sexy smile, she wrapped her hand around the base, then leaned forward to slowly run her tongue up the entire length before taking the head in her mouth.

  Dawson groaned as her long hair fell forward to brush against his thighs. Her mouth was warm and soft as she moved up and down on him, and he groaned again as she gently cupped his balls in her other hand. Damn, she was good at giving a blowjob.

  “Oh yeah, baby,” he breathed. “Just like that.”

  Kate moaned and swirled her tongue over the tip of his shaft before going down on him again. She took him a little deeper each time until the head was finally touching the back of her throat. Then she swallowed.

  Dawson sucked in a breath. Daaaaaaammnn! He’d never met a woman could do that.

  Sure he was going to blow right then, he tightened his hand in her hair. “I’m already close.”

  At his words, Kate immediately moved her mouth back up his shaft to a place that kept him on edge but not in danger of exploding. She slowly bobbed her head up and down over and over, sometimes pausing to swirl her tongue over the sensitive tip, sometimes nipping a little with her teeth, sometimes deep throating him.

  While Dawson liked to think he had at least a modicum of self-control, what Kate was doing felt too incredible to hold back for long and before he knew it, he was shooting a load of hot cum into her mouth. She moaned around his cock, swallowing it all, then carefully licking him clean until she was sure she got every last little bit. When she was done, she ran her tongue over her lips and smiled up at him.

  “Wasn’t that more fun than waiting until we got back to the hotel?” she asked as he buttoned his jeans.

  He bent over to kiss her on the mouth. “Much.”

  Dawson would have kissed her again, but the sound of footsteps on the gravel path caught his attention. Brow furrowing, he turned his head to see a park ranger coming toward them. Shit. He hoped the man hadn’t seen anything. He didn’t think the bride and groom would appreciate bailing their maid of honor and best man out
of jail.

  But to Dawson’s relief, the ranger just gave them a nod and a smile. “Great day for whale watching. A lot of orcas out there. Did you see any of them blow?”

  Kate glanced at Dawson, then smiled at the ranger. “One just blew a couple of seconds ago, actually. He was a big guy, too.”

  The park ranger might have thought she was talking about killer whales, but Dawson knew exactly what she was referring to and he had to stifle a laugh. Her comment got the park ranger talking, though, and he ended up spending the next half hour telling them about the pod of whales that frequented the local waters. While the information was interesting, Dawson wanted to be alone with Kate and he was glad when the other man finally left. Once he was out of earshot, Dawson and Kate burst into laughter.

  “Good thing he didn’t come by a few minutes earlier or I would have been right in the middle of going down on you,” Kate said.

  Dawson ran his hand up her bare leg, his fingers brushing the hem of her khaki shorts. “Speaking of which, I still owe you for that amazing blowjob. What do you say I return the favor when we get back to the hotel?”

  She smiled. “I say that’s a wonderful idea. But unfortunately it’ll have to be after the rehearsal dinner.”

  “That’s tonight?”

  She nodded. “Of course it’s tonight. The wedding’s tomorrow, remember?”

  Actually, he’d forgotten, and the reminder only made him more aware of the fact that the weekend was coming to a close. Which meant their weekend fling was coming to an end, too. That was really too bad because he was going to miss Kate Gentry. He only wished she felt the same about him.

  * * * * *

  By the time she and Dawson got back to the hotel, they had just enough time to shower and change before they had to meet the rest of the wedding party down on the bluff overlooking the marina for the rehearsal. To Kate’s relief, no one mentioned their little disappearing act, though Rachel and the other girls gave her and Dawson knowing smiles.

  Rachel wanted to make sure the wedding was absolutely perfect, so she made everyone practice over and over until she was satisfied they had it right. Which meant a lot of standing around while Rachel made up her mind. Which in turn gave Kate a lot of time to think about what Dawson said up at the state park that afternoon.