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He steps closer, removing his sunglasses. The intensity of his blue eyes almost makes me flinch. They’re too bright for this dark room.
His hand lifts and brushes my hair back from my face.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he says. “I’m going to own every part of your body.”
My breath catches as I stare up at him, unable to move. My body is screaming yes, yes, take me while my mind can’t fully comprehend it.
His thumb traces my cheek. “But not now.”
When he steps away, the absence of his touch leaves me unexpectedly cold. He disappears into his closet and returns with a dress. It’s long but low-cut at the chest. Black, of course. Elegant and mildly threatening.
“For me? What’s it for?”
He lays it on the massive bed. “It’s an important night.” A playful grin tugs at his mouth. “We can talk about you being a virgin another time.”
My eyes lower to the floor. “It’s not like I’ve never done anything.” I try not to sound too defensive, but my voice comes out pouty.
His brow lifts. “What exactly have you done?”
I hesitate. Then decide not to hide it from him.
“At night, sometimes…” I stare at my hands. “I’d touch myself beneath my panties.”
His tongue darts out to wet his lips.
He sits on the bed and pats the space beside him. I obey carefully, leaving distance between us until his leg shifts deliberately against mine, erasing the gap.
“Tell me how.”
I don’t know why I brought it up. I knew he’d ask and force me to explain. It’s interesting, knowing I’m getting him aroused.
“When I couldn’t sleep…” My cheeks burn hotter with every word. “I’d rub the place that felt best.”
His fingers drift up my thigh, the contact sending heat spiraling through me.
“Show me where.”
I bite my lip. This is too fast. I should pull back.
But I don’t.
My hand slides over his and guides it between my thighs. He presses through my thin leggings, my whole body tightening when he finds my clit.
“Right here?” he asks in my ear.
I nod quickly, closing my eyes to hide.
His fingers move in a small circle. “What else did you do?”
I force myself to tell him more. I’m so tired of being reduced to virginity when desire burns through me.
“When that wasn’t enough…” I swallow hard. “I used one of Mother’s candlesticks.”
His hand stills.
“I put it inside me.”
He stares at me in disbelief. Then a darker hunger flickers behind his eyes.
