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It was important for her pleasure, particularly this first time, that he not let that happen He had to maintain some level of premeditation, or he could hurt her
That reain
Touching her was good, though Too daood
He cupped her breasts, reveling in the catch of her breath as his thuid nipples He wanted to feel them naked, but even this was incredible
His sex pressed against the placket of his trousers in response to the feel of her in his hands
He pinched, knowing the layers of silk and her bra would be no true barrier between those buds and the sensation he gave her
She tore her , pupils bloith bliss al the stormy irises “I That”
“Is good” He did it again, increasing the pressure just enough to give o over “Say it”
CHAPTER FOUR
CONFUSION FLITTED ACROSS the sweet oval of Chanel’s face “What?”
“Say it feels good”
She didn’t have to speak her refusal—it was there in the way her body stiffened and she averted her gaze
“Look at iveit “Look at me and say it”
Her stor, no words co out
“You are a woe your own pleasure, Chanel I believe in you”
“It’s not that” The word cut off as if her air had run out She took a deep breath and let it out, her tongue coood”
“Do you?”
“I’ve read books”
“Erotic books”
“Yes”
“So, say it”
“You want to strip me bare,” she accused
He saw no point in denying it “Yes”
“Why?”
“You have to let go”
“You never let go”
“I ao of my control, we’d both be in trouble”
“That doesn’t make sense”
“Only because you haven’t done this before”