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But the truth was she knew hienda, even ruthless in achieving it The way he brought her pleasure, withholding both hers and his own until they’d reached the place indicated as much

Deive up easily, either He pushed for what he wanted Like convincing her to trylove while her hands were tied with silk scarves She’d been leery and unwilling to do it, but he’d convinced her

And it had been a

Which begged the question: Did he not want her badly enough to fight, or was he sitting in that chair right now plotting how to get her while pretending to watch the actors on the stage?

She was pretty sure she knew the answer and it wasn’t a disheartening one, though it was kind of alar

He was plotting, but she wasn’t ready to give him an answer Which meant she had to orchestrate a pree Probably to oo ould say yes to anything

Not letting herself think about it too long and lose her nerve, Chanel scooted off her chair and onto the floor De he was highly attuned to what she was doing

Definitely plotting

“What are you doing?” he whisper-demanded

She knee-walked the couple of feet between her chair and his “You know, you could have opted for aThis would be easier if you’d had a settee brought in”

He stared at her, shock shoith flattering lack of artifice on every line of his handsome face “What?”

“This” She reached for his belt

He grabbed her wrist “What are you doing?”

“You’re repeating yourself and I would have thought it was obvious”

“Here?” he de like himself at all

She liked that Very much

In answer, she tugged her wrist free so she could undo the buckle on his belt Once it was apart, she unbuttoned the waistband and then slowly and, as quietly as she could, she began to lower the zipper on his trousers in the darkened theater box

No one could see her, though there were literally hundreds of people mere feet away

The backs of her fingers brushed over an already erect shaft and a sh huffed out of her

“What is funny?”

“I rong”

“About?”

“I thought you were over here plotting, but the truth is, you were thinking about sex, weren’t you?”

“Yes”

“Or were they one and the sa belatedly the one did not necessarily preclude the other

He didn’t anshich was answer enough