DESCRIPTION: Lost in the shadows, bound by her wrists and left dangling, immersed in the darkness behind her blindfold, Rina's taken by an unseen lover, her body driven from one reluctant climax to the next. The past and present collide, reality and fantasy blend together, and the reason for her predicament is gradually revealed in this sequel to both "Elevator Pitch" and "Blue Book Diaries." EXCERPT: Rina bit her lip now to keep from breaking the rules again: she couldn’t trust her breathless moans to not turn into words. She pressed her thighs together, then her knees, and then crossed her ankles to grind her legs against each other, to revel in the subtle friction of her inner thighs rubbing around her gleaming, desperately eager sex. His palms lifted her breasts and rolled them against each other, and then his fingers flicked back and forth across their peaks with a steady metronome cadence. He spread his hands over each tawny mound, massaging the lotion into them, and she breathed out a litany of muffled, meaningless pleas through her clenched teeth, her voice keeping pace with each squeeze of his palms, each bounce of her hips, each swing of her crossed legs. Then his lips closed around the tip of her left breast and drew it into his mouth, pressed it against the tip of his tongue, and the whole world collapsed into the singularity of that flitting touch. And then it exploded into incandescent bliss, into a swelling, luminous sea of ecstasy that swept upward between her clenched petals to melt into the pleasure of his lips kissing and sucking her nipples, to leave her thrashing, groaning and then panting hard, trying to catch her breath. She'd never climaxed from the touch of her breasts before. And, with a brush of his fingers through the loose, sweaty length of her hair and a kiss across her gleaming brow, Rina’s captor vanished into the darkness again, leaving just the sound of her heaving breath pounding in her ears. She rested and tried to gather her thoughts enough to start counting again, and tried not to think about Zach, about where he was right now, about how it all started.