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“
You
want
dessert
?
”
he
snorts
.
“
Yes
.
”
“
You
could
be
dessert
,
”
he
murmurs
suggestively
.
“
I
’
m
not
sure
I
’
m
sweet
enough
.
”
“
Anastasia
,
you
’
re
deliciously
sweet
.
I
know
.
”
“
Christian
.
You
use
sex
as
a
weapon
.
It
really
isn
’
t
fair
,
”
I
whisper
,
staring
down
at
my
hands
,
and
then
looking
directly
at
him
.
He
raises
his
eyebrows
,
surprised
,
and
I
see
he
’
s
considering
my
words
.
He
strokes
his
chin
thoughtfully
.
“
You
’
re
right
.
I
do
.
In
life
you
use
what
you
know
,
Anastasia
.
Doesn
’
t
change
how
much
I
want
you
.
Here
.
Now
.
”
How
can
he
seduce
me
solely
with
his
voice
?
I
’
m
panting
already
—
my
heated
blood
rushing
through
my
veins
,
my
nerves
tingling
.
“
I
’
d
like
to
try
something
,
”
he
breathes
.
