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"Come on," the voice urged. "I don't want to.
A dream world. That's what it was.
" "I had ideas about what I wanted to be. when I grew up.
He lifted the lid and held up a set of metal handcuffs, putting the box on top of the ottoman. Without a word, he supported my neck to help me sit up, removed my top and bra, and then secured my hands behind my back.
The moment my breath hitched, he abandoned that teasing and simultaneously slid his fingers outwards along the top of the upper lines of rope on my chest all the way out to where they disappeared under my armpits.
More shivers prickled my skin, and he reversed the motion.
The only stipulation is that I come back to work at the nursery fulltime while I'm in school. They're not happy with their current guy who takes care of their plants and shrubs.
I'd been running from the consistent annoyance of my roommate being gaga in love at our shared apartment.