He’d only come four times? Funny, he’d thought it was more than that. That last one made five. Had she actually meant what she’d said about keeping him prisoner? The last time, he’d truly been afraid he wouldn’t get loose, and the more he thought about that Stephen King scenario, the more terrified he’d become. For him, bondage would never be a turn-on. He’d sworn off sex after that—for about a week. The next thing he knew, he was fucking someone else. The year-long abstinence had been the result of the last woman he’d fucked. Not only was she married, she was happily married—a sweet, compassionate woman who’d given him what amounted to a pity fuck. Pity. He didn’t want pity. He wanted a woman he could love and fuck and not feel guilty about it. And he’d certainly felt guilty. Then again, if it weren’t for that particular interlude, he wouldn’t have been able to talk Travis out of having an affair with Miranda.
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