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“
Yes
,
Mr
.
Grey
.
”
I
feel
bashful
under
his
teasing
scrutiny
.
Nevertheless
I
feel
an
explanation
is
in
order
.
“
I
’
ve
been
prevailed
upon
in
ways
I
never
thought
possible
today
.
”
“
Well
,
if
you
’
re
really
unlucky
,
I
may
prevail
upon
you
some
more
,
”
he
promises
as
he
takes
my
hand
and
leads
me
into
the
building
.
Holy
shit
…
Again
!
I
gaze
up
at
him
in
the
elevator
.
I
have
assumed
he
’
d
like
me
to
sleep
with
him
,
and
then
I
remember
that
he
doesn
’
t
sleep
with
anyone
,
although
he
has
with
me
a
few
times
.
I
frown
,
and
abruptly
his
gaze
darkens
.
He
reaches
up
and
grasps
my
chin
,
freeing
my
lip
from
teeth
.
“
One
day
I
will
fuck
you
in
this
elevator
,
Anastasia
,
but
right
now
you
’
re
tired
—
so
I
think
we
should
stick
to
a
bed
.
”
Bending
down
,
he
clamps
his
teeth
around
my
lower
lip
and
pulls
gently
.
I
melt
against
him
,
and
my
breathing
stops
as
my
insides
unfurl
with
longing
.
I
reciprocate
,
fastening
my
teeth
over
his
top
lip
,
teasing
him
,
and
he
groans
.
When
the
elevator
doors
open
,
he
grabs
my
hand
and
tugs
me
into
the
foyer
,
through
the
double
doors
,
and
into
the
hallway
.
“
Do
you
need
a
drink
or
anything
?
”
“
No
.
”
“
Good
.
Let
’
s
go
to
bed
.
”
I
raise
my
eyebrows
.
“
You
’
re
going
to
settle
for
plain
old
vanilla
?
”
