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“
Hands
above
your
head
,
”
he
orders
,
and
I
do
as
I
’
m
bid
.
Jeez
,
my
body
hungers
for
him
.
I
want
him
already
.
He
turns
,
and
out
of
the
corner
of
my
eyes
,
I
watch
him
saunter
back
over
to
the
chest
of
drawers
,
returning
with
the
iPod
and
what
looks
like
an
eye
mask
,
similar
to
the
one
I
used
on
my
flight
to
Atlanta
.
The
thought
makes
me
want
to
smile
,
but
I
can
’
t
quite
make
my
lips
cooperate
.
I
am
too
consumed
with
anticipation
.
I
just
know
my
face
is
completely
immobile
,
my
eyes
huge
,
as
I
gaze
at
him
.
Sitting
down
on
the
edge
of
the
bed
,
he
shows
me
the
iPod
.
It
has
a
strange
antenna
device
as
well
as
headphones
.
How
odd
.
I
frown
as
I
try
to
figure
this
out
.
“
This
transmits
what
’
s
playing
on
the
iPod
to
the
system
in
the
room
,
”
Christian
answers
my
unspoken
query
as
he
taps
the
small
antenna
.
“
I
can
hear
what
you
’
re
hearing
,
and
I
have
a
remote
control
unit
for
it
.
”
He
smirks
his
private
-
joke
smile
and
holds
up
a
small
,
flat
device
that
looks
like
a
very
hip
calculator
.
He
leans
across
me
,
inserting
the
earbuds
gently
into
my
ears
,
and
puts
the
iPod
down
somewhere
on
the
bed
above
my
head
.
“
Lift
your
head
,
”
he
commands
,
and
I
do
so
immediately
.
Slowly
,
he
slides
the
mask
on
,
pulling
the
elastic
over
the
back
of
my
head
,
and
I
’
m
blind
.
The
elastic
on
the
mask
holds
the
earbuds
in
place
.
I
can
still
hear
him
,
though
the
sound
is
muffled
as
he
rises
from
the
bed
.
I
’
m
deafened
by
my
own
breathing
—
it
’
s
shallow
and
erratic
,
reflecting
my
excitement
.
Christian
takes
my
left
arm
,
stretches
it
gently
to
the
left
-
hand
corner
,
and
attaches
the
leather
cuff
around
my
wrist
.
His
long
fingers
stroke
the
length
of
my
arm
once
he
’
s
finished
.
Oh
!
His
touch
elicits
a
delicious
,
tickly
shiver
.
I
hear
him
move
slowly
around
to
the
other
side
,
where
he
takes
my
right
arm
and
cuffs
it
.
Again
,
his
long
fingers
linger
along
my
arm
.
Oh
my
…
I
am
fit
to
burst
already
.
Why
is
this
so
erotic
?
He
moves
to
the
bottom
of
the
bed
and
grabs
both
of
my
ankles
.
“
Lift
your
head
again
,
”
he
orders
.
