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“Is that part of your approach to BDSM?”

“It can be”

His shockingly clear eyes radiated power A lot of executives wore coht his tailored suits were sexy and classy Once again, her gaze traveled to his tie as she had a sudden fantasy about being restrained

“Besides, I like looking at your body It’s easier not to give in to the temptation to fuck you if I’m dressed”

“I wondered about that”

“We haven’t discussed it I want to you to understand that BDSM and sex are often separate things One doesn’t have to lead to the other”

“If…” Had she lost what little reain “I’m open to it”

“Me too”

The growl threaded through his words heated her Maybe he was right that she didn’t need to worry about getting cold She removed her shoes and left them near the bottom stair

He rolled the glass between his palms as he watched her She discarded her blouse, then her bra Beneath his gaze, her nipples hardened

“You could do this for me every day, and I would appreciate it”

Rafe made it easy to be brave She unzipped her skirt, then worked it over hips that had always been too wide It whooshed to the tile floor Then she stripped off her panties

“You can either bring your clothes upstairs or put them over the back of the couch”

She opted for the couch, though the old her would have clutched them in front of her body to use as a shield

“Precede me, please”

Obeying with this request wasthe rose up her bare thigh Her body’s flaould be exposed to him

Affecting bravery, she pulled back her shoulders and began to walk up the stairs She had reached the landing before his footsteps echoed behind her He was following, but at his own languid pace