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considering their placement. But perverted? No way. They're gorgeous! So well done."
    He silently nods. "I've been told to put them away. Several times. Apparently they freak some people out."
    " Shibari is not for everyone." I whisper.
    His eyes flicker. It is as if the dark sports in them start dancing at the sound of the word.
    He subtly cocks his head. "Oh, you know Shibari ?"
    I hastily shake my head and lift my hands, waving in defense. "Me? No, no. I've just... heard of it."
    Very true. But that doesn't change the fact that I've always wanted to try. Or to have someone try it on me. Especially someone like him. God, he's gorgeous.
    And the way he looks at me now only makes it worse. His eyes are narrowed to slits, fixating me with intimidating attention.
    "Come," he says and gets up from his chair. "Have a closer look."
    He beckons me to come closer. I hesitate for a moment before I follow his gesture and jump up from my chair, fixing my skirt in the process.
    "This," he says, standing closely in front of the photo in which the woman is suspended. "This is my favorite."
    I stop next to him and investigate the photograph in front of me. Looking at it from this close reveals a range of details I had not noticed before, especially in the woman's face. One could only see her profile. Her mouth is slightly opened as she lets her head fall back in her neck, her hair falling down in a thick, black curtain. One of her legs is stretched out, while the other is tied up in a bent position.
    "Did you take them yourself?" I finally dare to ask.
    He hesitates for a moment and shifts his weight from one foot to the other, while clearing his throat t the same time. "Yes, I did."
    I gulp. Wow, so he actually did this himself. At least taking the pictures.
    "Did you," I stutter. "I mean... did you do just take the pictures or did you do the rope as well?"
    He smiles. "I tied her up, too."
    "Oh," I make. I don't think I would like a picture of me naked to be hanging in his office - but I sure wouldn't mind getting a little taste of his bondage skills. Even if it is just a tiny bit.
    "So," he repeats. "What do you think?"
    "Of the pictures?"
    He chuckles and looks at me. "Yes, of course."
    Yes, of course. It's not like he is asking you if you want to be tied up by his strong, masculine hands. Hanging down from the ceiling while his admiring gaze lies upon you. 
    "Very sensual," I comment, followed by an instant blush. Sensual ? Was that a word I wanted to use in this man's presence?
    I notice him turning around to me, now observing me instead of the picture. But I don't dare to return his look. Damn, he smells good, too. He is still looking at me. Why does he do that?
    I can literally hear my heartbeat when I finally dare to look back at him. Yup, still gorgeous, still has these mesmerizing green eyes, the irresistible three-day stubble around his strong jawbone. Strong shoulders, decorated with a perfectly fitting jacket. Tiny lines around his eyes reveal his slightly advanced age - at least compared to the boys I have been with. This is certainly not a silly little college boy.
    And he looks at me with this eerie intensity. As if he is waiting for a sign. "Sensual, huh."
    I look up to him, with pleading eyes. Come on, make the first move. But he doesn't. He just continues to look at me, still studying every tiny detail of my face.
    Eventually, I nod. "Yes."
    Apparently, that was all he needed to hear.
     
     

Four
    He grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me against the wall in front of us, perfectly placed between two of the photos I had just praised.
    His lips are on mine within a moment. He pushes my arms up against the wall while his tongue invades my mouth with a force unbeknownst to me. He tastes just as good as he smells - and he's passionate, demanding. Definitely not scared of hurting me or of being too overwhelming. He wants me just as much as I want him. And he's not afraid to show it. 
    He pauses for a moment. I am still