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He
cradles
my
head
,
his
tongue
exploring
my
mouth
,
and
I
get
a
sense
he
’
s
expressing
his
gratitude
—
maybe
—
for
my
first
blow
job
?
Whoa
.
He
pulls
away
,
his
hands
on
either
side
of
my
face
,
staring
intently
into
my
eyes
.
He
looks
lost
.
“
Say
yes
,
”
he
whispers
fervently
.
I
frown
,
not
understanding
.
“
To
what
?
”
“
Yes
to
our
arrangement
.
To
being
mine
.
Please
,
Ana
,
”
he
whispers
pleading
,
emphasizing
the
last
word
and
my
name
.
He
kisses
me
again
,
sweetly
,
passionately
,
before
he
stands
back
and
stares
at
me
,
blinking
slightly
.
He
takes
my
hand
and
leads
me
back
to
his
bedroom
,
leaving
me
reeling
,
so
I
follow
him
meekly
.
Stunned
.
He
really
wants
this
.
In
his
bedroom
,
he
stares
down
at
me
as
we
stand
by
his
bed
.
“
Trust
me
?
”
he
asks
suddenly
.
I
nod
,
wide
-
eyed
with
the
sudden
realization
that
I
do
trust
him
.
What
’
s
he
going
to
do
to
me
now
?
An
electric
thrill
hums
through
me
.
“
Good
girl
,
”
he
breathes
,
his
thumb
brushing
my
bottom
lip
.
He
steps
away
into
his
closet
and
comes
back
with
a
silver
-
gray
silk
woven
tie
.
“
Hold
your
hands
together
in
front
of
you
,
”
he
orders
as
he
peels
the
towel
off
me
and
throws
it
on
the
floor
.
