I’m in the living room.

Well, why didn’t he say so in person? She bounced off the bed and headed into the living room. “Ryker, I’ve missed you.”

She barely got the words out when someone grabbed her wrists. Something black covered her eyes, and something else was tugged over her head, making it hard to breathe. She screamed, but no sound came out. Someone grabbed her legs and tossed her onto his or her shoulder.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! If I freak out, they’ll kill me. Talia squirmed to free herself from the bindings around her wrists, but failed. She kicked in an attempt get away from her captor. Whatever covered her head also covered her body.

She screamed again, this time able to make noise. “Let me go. Please.”

A hand patted her bottom. She went limp and listened for any clues as to where she was. Her captor carried her for twenty-seven steps. No smells except the tang of her own perfume. She trembled, unable to hold back her fear.

“We’re almost home, sweets.” The arm around her waist tightened in a quick squeeze.

Talia paused. She knew that voice. Knew it well. Ryker.Desire pooled between her thighs. She pressed her lips together to suppress the shriek. He’d come to her, sure, but he remembered one of her fantasies -- for him to take her. Heat rushed through her body, and the fear morphed into desire. Everything made sense. The cuffs, the blindfold, being taken... all the things she wanted him to do. Would he remember the other things as well? She could only hope.

“Keep going.”Ryker’s words jolted her from her thoughts. “Scoot forward.”

Talia did as best she could. Whatever shrouded her came away from her body, leaving her chilled. She threaded her fingers together behind her back, not that she’d be able to do much more with the cuffs on. More cool air blew across her breasts.

“You wore the coat.”Ryker groaned. “God, I’ve missed you.” He kissed along her inner thigh, sending desire spiraling through her system.

Although she wished he’d remove her blindfold, she loved the mystery about it -- more than likely he was the one kissing her leg, but what if someone else watched? She shivered.“Ryker.”

“Right here.” Hands massaged her thigh. “Want to taste you.” Ryker dragged his tongue along her pussy lips, and his nails dug into her skin. “Want you so needy you can’t help it.” Something hard pushed between her legs and invaded her cunt. The object vibrated. A plug? She wasn’t sure, but whatever it was the thing felt like heaven in her pussy.

“I’m there,” she panted. At this rate, she’d never be able to hold back.

“Good.” All the touches on her body stopped. “Just what I wanted.”