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“
That
soon
,
eh
?
I
’
d
better
take
advantage
of
you
while
I
still
can
.
Turn
around
.
”
I
am
thrown
by
his
casual
command
but
do
as
I
’
m
bid
,
and
he
undoes
my
bra
and
unzips
my
skirt
.
He
pushes
my
skirt
down
,
cupping
my
behind
as
he
does
and
kissing
my
shoulder
.
He
leans
against
me
and
his
nose
nuzzles
my
hair
,
inhaling
deeply
.
He
squeezes
my
buttocks
.
“
You
intoxicate
me
,
Miss
Steele
,
and
you
calm
me
.
Such
a
heady
combination
.
”
He
kisses
my
hair
.
Grabbing
my
hand
,
he
tugs
me
into
the
shower
.
“
Ow
,
”
I
squeal
.
The
water
is
practically
scalding
.
Christian
grins
down
at
me
as
the
water
cascades
over
him
.
“
It
’
s
only
a
little
hot
water
.
”
And
actually
he
’
s
right
.
It
feels
heavenly
,
washing
off
the
sticky
Georgia
morning
and
the
stickiness
from
our
lovemaking
.
“
Turn
around
,
”
he
orders
,
and
I
comply
,
turning
to
face
the
wall
.
“
I
want
to
wash
you
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
reaches
for
the
body
wash
.
He
squirts
a
little
into
his
hand
.
“
I
have
something
else
to
tell
you
,
”
I
murmur
as
his
hands
start
on
my
shoulders
.
“
Oh
yes
?
”
he
asks
mildly
.
