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He watched as she sed tightly, her big brown eyes following hi against her heaving breasts

“You asked h “You kneould be here”

Her admission was like a fist of desire to his loins Brutally sharp, agonizing in its intensity

“Will you come for me every time I ask?” He was more than aware of his play on words

Sarah frowned, her face turned up to hi him “If I can”

God, she was too innocent for him Too soft, too vulnerable

“You have no idea howto keep his voice soft, tender “How desperately I want to touch you”

She took a deep breath Her breasts brushed against his shirt, the lightto hide the hard little nipples beneath it She licked her lips nervously, and Brock was lost

“Co the fall of dark blonde hair that brushed her bare shoulders “I promise not to hurt you, Sarah Whatever you want Just come with me”

Her hand, sers slender with delicate pink nails touched his chest He felt that touch clear to his soul She looked up at hiry

“I’m nervous,” she whispered “What if I can’t—”