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He doesn’t hesitate He doesn’t say anything, either, and I wonder if he’s preparing himself to be disappointed in me That my self-consciousness is still deter to relish proving hi the zipper of my dress down until it stops just atthe overwhel lust I have for this ood, his nearness, the sound of his breathing, the scent of his cologne … it’s all too h
"Thank you," I whisper as I let ht ahead A little shocked, butout ofmy hair to the side so he can press his mouth to the back of my neck His lips are warm and damp and they move across ue, bites the side of my neck with his sharp teeth, and a shaky breath leavesof pain
I don’t want him to ever stop I’m addicted to his touch, his mouth, his words The way he commands me, the demands he makes of er version of ainstthe sleeves fall from my arms and the top drop to my waist, before I shove it from my hips and the beautiful white dress I wore purposely today falls to the floor in a delicate heap at ainst the center ofthe clasp of my bra
The nude lace and satin cups loosen around my breasts and his hands rest onat the lacy straps so they drop halfway downto the floor to join the dress, and when he settles his hands onme Slowly Carefully, with very feords, with hardly a sound His strong fingers curl into the lace waistband ofthe silky fabric down, past aze
"Beautiful," he whispers as he bends slightly to tug ainst h escapes o damp and fluttery in anticipation
I want hie inside ht to oblivion I want his hands to grip my hips so hard he leaves bruises I want him to make me come so hard I see stars …
But he doesn’t want that He’s deive
No htensfor me to remove from my body he turns aze direct on my face He doesn’t look down, as if he’s afraid so aze on my skin, on the most intimate parts of me The parts Zachary and the other men I’ve been with never really seethat makes me who I am, he notices And he wants to see more
"Take off the shoes," he says, and I kick theht of five-foot-four He towers over me completely since he’s well over six feet, and I keepsense of co him be in control and I like it Prefer it
"Noant you to lie on the table," he says, his voice like velvet as he cooes to the door, turning the lock into place with a loud snick A sharp gasp escapes me when my bare butt makes contact with the ," he says as he coainst my skin, the marble," I say as I lie down just as he told ainst the solid surface My hair spills out everywhere, the marble uncomfortable beneath my head, and I adjust myself as best I can
"I’m sure" He sounds as, Violet"
I widen theled sound he makes when I do He must see hoet I am, how much I want hi the rooles in anticipation of what I’ me into position so he can see s at the knees"
He settles into a chair right in front of me, and I prop myself on my elbows so I can see him The lascivious expression on his face as he studies s fills me with such power I almost feel dizzy He wants me He wants to touch h to do it?" he asks as he leans back in his chair, his startling blue gazemine "Or will you chicken out?"
He knows just what to say to both infuriate"Watch and see," I say, hoping I don’t sound as nervous as I feel
I push the nerves aside and lie co co, steadying breath, close my eyes, and count to five