Naked Pursuit. Jill Monroe

      “Like a ceremony?”

      “More like, uh, friendly hazing.”

      She held out her right hand. “Okay, cuff me.”

      His finger stilled. “That’s the sexiest damn thing you’ve said. And you’ve said some damn sexy things.”

      “Ha-ha. You’re getting cuffed, too, buddy.”

      He scooted off the bed and then lifted her until he’d flung her over his shoulder. He carried her back into the sitting room.

      “I thought you weren’t going to demonstrate the fireman hold until I showed you my note.”

      “You complaining?”

      As she had a pretty good view of his ass... “Nope.”

      He placed her gently on her feet next to the small table where he’d dumped his duffel bag. She lowered her bra into place and refastened the top buttons.

      “Why do you insist on ruining all my best work?” he asked. The metallic rip of the zipper sounded as he opened the bag, and she watched as he dug around neatly folded clothes and socks.

      “Your best work?”

      “I’ve had you nearly undressed twice now.” He tugged out a box of condoms.

      “Good thinking,” she said as he handed them to her. Then she shrugged. “I don’t know. I feel I should be clothed if I’m getting handcuffed.”

      “In our case, it’s the exact opposite.” He fumbled around until she heard the muffled sound of metal and he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. After zipping the bag closed, he placed the cuff around his wrist and clicked it in place.

      “You went first.”

      “A show of good faith,” he told her. “A gentleman always cuffs himself first. Milady?”

      She lifted a brow. “That’s the official etiquette in this situation?”

      He nodded. “If you’re uncomfortable...”

      Stella took a breath and held her wrist out to him. Then pulled it back. “Wait. You’re sure you have the key in there? As much as I like this firefighter tradition, I’d just as soon not be the cause of someone else earning his cuffs.”

      “Oh, the key’s in there. Besides, I’ve learned a few tricks on how to get out of restraints.”

      “You know how to keep a woman intrigued.” She held out arm again and he fastened the cuff around her wrist. Then she looped an arm around his neck as best she could while handcuffed to the man.

      His cock hardened against her thigh.

      “Show me more,” she urged.