I’ve clung to the memory of what you feel like around me.” He runs the back of his hand down my cheek, then lovingly traces the line of my jaw with a knuckle. Again I catch my breath, thrilled to my core when his low tone washes over me, “you’re a rare beauty Anastasia, I cannot wait to be inside you. His answering grin is scorching, completely in tune with the hunger in his eyes and his impatient erection. ![]() ![]() This suite that I could hardly bear to enter into an hour ago has now become the perfect place for our reunion. “Thank you.” I fling my arms around his neck, beyond ecstatic and smile at him, cramming every bit of joy I feel into it. I push the thought away, eager to indulge in a bit of Mr Grey. ![]() Oh! The arrogance of his assumption doesn’t annoy me – instead it serves as proof of his thoughtfulness though, I worry about leaving with one man and coming home with another. I’ve already let my parents know not to expect us back.
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