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He had a hundred fantasies Locked away inside hiainst the invasion of his body The invasion of his soul

They hadn’t protected hio

The only question hich one would he live out tonight, with her

He bit her lip, testing her Seeing what she would call a stop to What she would enjoy The slight bite only earned him a whimper, one of desire, not pain

“You like that?” he asked

“Yes,” she whispered

“Good” He stepped away from her, took one last look at her in the dress “Take that off Slowly”

Her cheeks darkened, but she obeyed, reaching around behind herself Her dress loosened, the top falling to her waist She earing a black bra, plain and sexy, her breasts spilling over the low cups, so pale against the dark fabric

“All the way,” he said

She tugged at the fabric around her hips and the dress fell away, a dark, shi her in nothingpanties and her spiky shoes

They s look endless He wanted them wrapped around his back Yes, that would have to happen A definite fantasy

She didn’t make a move to hi her next order

He moved to her, put his hand on her cheek “You are so much better than beautiful”

“What does that