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“
I
didn
’
t
think
so
.
”
He
opens
the
top
drawer
of
the
chest
and
removes
a
packet
of
condoms
.
He
gazes
at
me
intently
.
“
Be
prepared
,
”
he
murmurs
.
“
Do
you
want
the
blinds
drawn
?
”
“
I
don
’
t
mind
,
”
I
whisper
.
“
I
thought
you
didn
’
t
let
anyone
sleep
in
your
bed
.
”
“
Who
says
we
’
re
going
to
sleep
?
”
he
murmurs
.
“
Oh
.
”
Holy
hell
.
He
strolls
slowly
toward
me
.
Confident
,
sexy
,
eyes
blazing
,
and
my
heart
begins
to
pound
.
My
blood
’
s
pumping
through
my
body
.
Desire
,
thick
and
hot
,
pools
in
my
belly
.
He
stands
in
front
of
me
,
staring
down
into
my
eyes
.
He
’
s
so
freaking
hot
.
“
Let
’
s
get
this
jacket
off
,
shall
we
?
”
he
says
softly
,
and
takes
hold
of
the
lapels
and
gently
slides
my
jacket
off
my
shoulders
.
He
places
it
on
the
chair
.
“
Do
you
have
any
idea
how
much
I
want
you
,
Ana
Steele
?
”
he
whispers
.
My
breath
hitches
.
I
cannot
take
my
eyes
off
his
.
He
reaches
up
and
gently
runs
his
fingers
down
my
cheek
to
my
chin
.
“
Do
you
have
any
idea
what
I
’
m
going
to
do
to
you
?
”
he
adds
,
caressing
my
chin
.
The
muscles
inside
the
deepest
,
darkest
part
of
me
clench
in
the
most
delicious
fashion
.
The
pain
is
so
sweet
and
sharp
I
want
to
close
my
eyes
,
but
I
’
m
hypnotized
by
his
eyes
staring
fervently
into
mine
.
Leaning
down
,
he
kisses
me
.
His
lips
are
demanding
,
firm
and
slow
,
molding
mine
.
He
starts
unbuttoning
my
shirt
while
he
places
feather
-
like
kisses
across
my
jaw
,
my
chin
,
and
the
corners
of
my
mouth
.
Slowly
he
peels
it
off
me
and
lets
it
fall
to
the
floor
.
He
stands
back
and
gazes
at
me
.
I
’
m
in
the
pale
blue
lacy
perfect
-
fit
bra
.
Thank
heavens
.
