Thea’s heart thudded as he spoke her name. She felt an inexplicable connection, and her cheeks flushed. His hand was warm on her arm as he looked into her eyes. She felt no need to rush things and wanted to take their time. “Mason,” she whispered. “That’s a big step.”
“It is,” Mason stepped closer, his breath caressing Thea’s ear. “It’s your choice, Thea. What would you like me to do?” He winked and twirled the handcuffs on his finger, then walked over to the bed, pausing to run his fingers through the soft silk sheets. Thea scanned the room full of toys, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer number of choices. Mason’s voice was sensuous. “Come now, Thea. Time is ticking away. Don’t make me choose for you.”
Thea looked at him, her eyes narrowed and stern. Her mouth curved into a tense line, a
