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“
You
are
one
brave
young
woman
,
”
he
whispers
.
“
I
am
in
awe
of
you
.
”
His
words
are
like
some
kind
of
incendiary
device
;
my
blood
flames
.
He
leans
down
and
kisses
my
lips
gently
,
and
he
sucks
at
my
lower
lip
.
“
I
want
to
bite
this
lip
,
”
he
murmurs
against
my
mouth
,
and
carefully
he
tugs
at
it
with
his
teeth
.
I
moan
,
and
he
smiles
.
“
Please
,
Ana
,
let
me
make
love
to
you
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
I
whisper
,
because
that
’
s
why
I
’
m
here
.
His
smile
is
triumphant
as
he
releases
me
and
takes
my
hand
and
leads
me
through
the
apartment
.
His
bedroom
is
vast
.
The
ceiling
-
height
windows
look
out
on
lit
-
up
Seattle
high
-
rises
.
The
walls
are
white
,
and
the
furnishings
are
pale
blue
.
The
enormous
bed
is
ultramodern
,
made
of
rough
,
gray
wood
like
driftwood
,
four
posts
but
no
canopy
.
On
the
wall
above
it
is
a
stunning
painting
of
the
sea
.
I
am
quaking
like
a
leaf
.
This
is
it
.
Finally
,
after
all
this
time
,
I
’
m
going
to
do
it
,
with
none
other
than
Christian
Grey
.
My
breath
is
shallow
,
and
I
can
’
t
take
my
eyes
off
him
.
He
removes
his
watch
and
places
it
on
top
of
a
chest
of
drawers
that
matches
the
bed
,
and
removes
his
jacket
,
placing
it
on
a
chair
.
He
’
s
dressed
in
his
white
linen
shirt
and
jeans
.
He
is
heart
-
stoppingly
beautiful
.
His
dark
copper
hair
is
a
mess
,
his
shirt
hanging
out
—
his
gray
eyes
bold
and
dazzling
.
He
steps
out
of
his
Converse
shoes
and
reaches
down
and
takes
his
socks
off
individually
.
Christian
Grey
’
s
feet
…
wow
…
what
is
it
about
naked
feet
?
Turning
,
he
gazes
at
me
,
his
expression
soft
.
“
I
assume
you
’
re
not
on
the
pill
.
”
What
?
Shit
.
