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My
curiosity
burns
,
blazes
even
,
but
I
resist
the
overwhelming
temptation
to
sneak
a
quick
peek
.
When
he
finishes
what
he
’
s
doing
,
he
comes
to
stand
in
front
of
me
.
I
can
see
his
naked
feet
,
and
I
want
to
kiss
every
inch
of
them
…
run
my
tongue
over
his
instep
,
suck
each
of
his
toes
.
Holy
shit
.
“
You
look
lovely
,
”
he
breathes
.
I
keep
my
head
down
,
conscious
that
he
’
s
staring
at
me
while
I
am
practically
naked
.
I
feel
the
flush
as
it
slowly
spreads
over
my
face
.
He
bends
down
and
cups
my
chin
,
forcing
my
face
up
to
meet
his
gaze
.
“
You
are
one
beautiful
woman
,
Anastasia
.
And
you
’
re
all
mine
,
”
he
murmurs
.
“
Stand
up
.
”
His
command
is
soft
,
full
of
sensual
promise
.
Shakily
,
I
get
to
my
feet
.
“
Look
at
me
,
”
he
breathes
,
and
I
stare
up
into
his
smoldering
gaze
.
It
is
his
Dom
gaze
—
cold
,
hard
,
and
sexy
as
hell
,
seven
shades
of
sin
in
one
enticing
look
.
My
mouth
dries
,
and
I
know
I
will
do
anything
he
asks
.
An
almost
cruel
smile
plays
across
his
lips
.
“
We
don
’
t
have
a
signed
contract
,
Anastasia
.
But
we
’
ve
discussed
limits
.
And
I
want
to
reiterate
we
have
safewords
,
okay
?
”
Holy
fuck
…
what
has
he
got
planned
that
I
need
safewords
?
“
What
are
they
?
”
he
asks
authoritatively
.
I
frown
slightly
at
his
question
,
and
his
face
hardens
perceptibly
.
