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Eden was the best he’d ever had.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Eden

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“SO, WHAT HAPPENS NOW?” Eden tugged at the ropes still restraining her. She acknowledged how the bondage had heightened her desire, but now that Cole had withdrawn and wandered to the bathroom to dispose of the condom, she was left dangling. “Am I still your prisoner, sir?”

Her query was only half serious, but she had noticed the way he hadn’t yet offered to free her.

“There’s a tempting thought.” Appearing in the doorway, she couldn’t help but devour the sight of him all over again. Cole had no right to be as alluring as he was, but his hard lines had proven difficult to resist. “Fancy staying bound to my bed?”

“No offense, but not really.” She rolled to one side as far as his ropes allowed. “Aside from the fact my shoulders are starting to ache, I really need to use the toilet.”

It was humiliating to admit, but after everything the two of them had revealed to one another, she supposed the confession was the least of her concerns.

“Okay, little girl.” He folded his arms across his strapping chest, apparently in no hurry to rectify her captivity. “How about this? I remove the ropes, you use the bathroom, and then we talk.”

More talking?

The thought slipped through her mind before she’d had a chance to filter it. Fucking a telepath had proved useful in the throes of passion, but since he’d come, she could no longer hear his thoughts, but was still exposed to the fact he could read hers.

“Yes.” Hands falling to his side, he took a step toward her. “Is that a problem?”

“No, sir.” Her answer was emphatic. “I like talking.” You know I like talking.

“Right.” His expression softened as he reached her pillow. “That’s what I thought.” Unfastening her ropes, he eased them from her wrists. “There.”

Stretching her arms, she rose to a seated position. “Thank you.”

“The toilet is back there.” He motioned to the room he’d just left. “Help yourself.”

Nodding, she slid to the edge of the bed and walked past him.

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