-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Э. Л. Джеймс
-
- Пятьдесят оттенков серого
-
- Стр. 267/797
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
He
slides
off
me
and
stands
beside
the
bed
,
staring
down
at
me
,
his
eyes
dark
with
want
.
His
look
is
triumphant
mixed
with
relief
.
“
That
’
s
better
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
smiles
a
wicked
,
knowing
smile
.
He
bends
and
starts
undoing
one
of
my
sneakers
.
Oh
no
…
no
…
my
feet
.
No
.
I
’
ve
just
been
running
.
“
No
,
”
I
protest
,
trying
to
kick
him
off
.
He
stops
.
“
If
you
struggle
,
I
’
ll
tie
your
feet
,
too
.
If
you
make
a
noise
,
Anastasia
,
I
will
gag
you
.
Keep
quiet
.
Katherine
is
probably
outside
listening
right
now
.
”
Gag
me
!
Kate
!
I
shut
up
.
He
removes
my
shoes
and
my
socks
efficiently
and
slowly
peels
off
my
sweatpants
.
Oh
—
what
panties
am
I
wearing
?
He
lifts
me
and
pulls
the
quilt
and
my
duvet
out
from
underneath
me
and
places
me
back
down
,
this
time
on
the
sheets
.
“
Now
then
.
”
He
licks
his
bottom
lip
slowly
.
“
You
’
re
biting
that
lip
,
Anastasia
.
You
know
the
effect
it
has
on
me
.
”
He
places
his
long
index
finger
over
my
mouth
,
a
warning
.
Oh
my
.
I
can
barely
contain
myself
,
lying
helpless
,
watching
him
move
gracefully
around
my
room
.
It
’
s
a
heady
aphrodisiac
.
Slowly
,
almost
leisurely
,
he
removes
his
shoes
and
socks
,
undoes
his
pants
,
and
lifts
his
shirt
off
over
his
head
.
