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‘I’ that even sex slaves need showers’ She looked at his bronzed body, entwined a the sheets, and itched to leap back into bed with hi love until they were too tired to rab a takeout, settle in front of the television and watch one of those reality TV shohich he had always hated Like a normal couple

This was the forbidden hope and longing which she knew, in her saner ht, but now she coether’

‘Te out of the bed, as lithe and graceful as a panther

Megan turned away, already warht of his hands on her

‘But before we turn on the water…’

Alessandro caught her fro , naked body behind hers For a second their eyes led in the reflection She watched his hand push up under her pyja her heavy breasts She could see the drowsy flush on her cheeks as he tugged her nipples between his fingers, and when he re quickly, chest rising and falling, her nipples turning deep pink as he continued to play with them

The person in the rip of a passion too big for her But Megan couldn’t tear her eyes away fro her throbbing nipples with his fingers as he leaned down to nip and caress her neck with his mouth

When he stopped paying attention to her breasts, leaving theers in the elasticated waistband of her pyjaainst her skin—before driving his hand down between her thighs where he, oh, so slowly began to ad the sensitised area with his hand while two fingers deliberately sought out her clitoris, tickling it until she wanted to pass out from the pleasure

She made a motion to stop him before he took her to a point from which there would be no return, but Alessandro wasn’t interested in having his own needs fulfilled Not yet No, he wanted to look in that ainst hiht her to a climax

He gave a grunt of satisfaction as the hand that had been trying to brush his away fell to her side and she curved back into hi as he continued to press faster and harder, until she could no longer help the shuddering release that caainst his hard chest

If he hadn’t been behind her, holding her, Alessandro was sure that she would have sunk to the ground froasm She had cried out, and at that point had looked beautiful and flushed and helplessly in his control And that had been i

She curved round into hiled in her hair

Gradually he could feel her breathing return to norhed a little shamefacedly

‘I didn’t want that to happen,’ she protested, tilting her face up to his

‘I know,’ Alessandro drawled ‘But I did I wanted to feel you treht you to fulfilment…’

‘It was selfish Sex is a tay street’ She reached down and felt the hardness of hi to let you get away that easily, h ‘My turn now…’

But he obviously had h she lavished as much attention on his arousal as he had on hers, he pulled her onto him and drove deep into her, his head thrown back and his eyes closed as he shuddered to his own cli her to another

‘I really think I need a shower now,’ Megan said, when they were finally disentangled fro all over

He had a huge wetrooely natural to have her shower and wash her hair while he stood at the slate basin and shaved They had fallen into a routine of seeing each other two nights a week On a Wednesday and a Friday She only ever stayed over on a Friday, and would leave bright and early on the Saturday ether His chef always kept the fridge laden with delicacies But she would always make sure that she was out of his house at a reasonable ti eternal, but there was no way that she was going to let herself get lulled into a false sense of security At least not to the point where she would do anything about it