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Part One

Pleasure and Pain

With a swipe of on on Sara’s shoulder in equal parts red, blue, yellow, and green The painting is finally finished

“Done,” Iup at her, where she sits naked on a wood and leather bench She’s the woman I love, whom I asked to marry me only hours before I would have sworn I would never love like this, never risk loss, but I can no longer iine life without Sara I don’t even want to try

“Already?” she asks, brushing her long dark hair over her shoulders, her naked brsts and creamy white skin a nearly irresistible temptation “Really?”

My lips curve “I’m fast when I’m inspired” And Sara definitely inspires me

She blushes, a contradiction to the wos to her She’s adorable, sexy, and hot Really fking hot

Standing up, she slips on the pale pink silk robe she’d taken froe earlier, e’d explored the castle that was once my parents’ Parisian country ho I have is hers

Casting me a tentative look, she asks, “Can I see?”

“Of course,” I say, rolling eon-level studio to give her space

Almost shyly, she walks toward me, and I track the sexy sway of her hips until she stands beforewith anticipation Sheher delicious backside

I plaster rab her and fk her right now, before we even talk about the painting And I like talking to Sara

Her attention fixes on the painting of her naked body with a tattoo to asp that is so completely Sara, she casts on” She iers there a few seconds before she turns to give me a quizzical look

I wrapmy nose in the sweet scent of her hair “What is it, baby?”

She presses her hands to htly, and all those soft curves of hers are rubbing againstparts of ested she could ink me to match you”

“I told you I like you without ink”

“You say that, but you just inked me”

“The painting isn’t about you getting covered in tats” I lowercovered in me”

Her lips curve slowly into a full-out son on my bare arm “And I like your ink” Her smile fades abruptly “Amber’s talented It’s sad she’s so confused in life”