Chapter Three
Kate was putting Sam’s socks away, opening the third drawer down and laying the little balls of black and gray so they neatly covered the sexy contraband beneath. A dozen s*x magazines and erotic books were hidden underneath, as was the riding crop, a few lengths of rope and some plush soft Velcro wrist restraints they’d bought some time before, but never used. Kate was too uncertain about bondage to try it, and since it took her fingers to bring herself off, it did little good to tie her hands away from the source of pleasure.
Usually, she cringed opening that third drawer, fear gripping her insides while a surge of judgment made her almost afraid to touch Sam’s pornography, especially in the light of day. This time however, Kate was already felt flushed with arousal with
