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I'd tell you all my secrets, because you'd fuck my brains out with your delicious body? I already told him the deal will take place tomorrow as planned."
    All the while she struggled against her shackles, desperately trying to free herself. Wriggling and arching on the bed, she gave him a good view of what lay between her thighs. Her thong was still wet and stuck between her soft shaven lips. She noticed the growing bulge in his jeans. He looked huge, and her mouth went dry. Trembling, she quickly averted her gaze. "Let me go, Alrik!" she screamed. "Who are you, some crazy BDSM freak who loves to play cop role games? I've never even heard of this Ascobar!"
    He smiled coldly. "Then you will explain to me why you are here. We both know that you're not a stripper - although you can dance like a goddess, I'll admit that. You managed to make me pretty damn hot with your little fake show."
    Staring up into his merciless eyes, she knew that she'd better stick to the truth if she wanted to get out of here in one piece. She swallowed.
    "I … I came here to find a man who would make love to me."
    For a moment he looked stunned, watching her as if she was talking a foreign language. Then his expression changed, and he laughed. "That's the most stupid excuse I've heard in a long time. You really want to make me believe that you entered this club with the sole purpose of having a one-night stand?"
    "Yes," she said through gritted teeth, hoping he wouldn't notice that she blushed deeply. "I need someone to show me how to … well, I'm … inexperienced."
    Now he roared with laughter. "A virgin! You really must think I'm stupid. A girl your age, and with your looks, untouched by a man?"
    She looked away, too embarrassed to answer. For a moment, he hesitated before he drew nearer. He stretched out a hand and let his fingers run over her body, starting with her long, slender neck, then over the graceful curve of her shoulder. Jade shivered with delight at his light touch, she couldn't help it. He didn't touch her as the other few men in her life had, but gently, savoring the feel of her skin as if he were admiring a beautiful statue.
    His long fingers moved down to caress the swell of her breast, and she couldn't stop herself from moaning, a soft, yearning sound. He had sat down on the bed beside her now, and she could hear him draw a deep breath. "Look how you react to a mere touch of my hand," he murmured. "How eager you are. How could you be a virgin? You have been touched by a man before, haven't you?" His husky voice sent shivers down her spine.
    "I've only been kissed, and touched … in a few places," she admitted. "By a few guys."
    "And have they made you come, Jade … if that is your real name?"
    "It is," she whispered, closing her eyes when his thumb grazed one of her pert, pink nipples. "No … they haven’t."
    "Say my name," he said. "And have you caressed yourself, Jade? Have you rubbed this delightful pussy to make yourself come?"
    She blushed deeply, not even knowing why she answered him. "Yes … Alrik," she breathed. He squeezed her breast before taking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, teasing it. Jade moaned, pushing her breast into his big hand. He pinched her a little harder, and she cried out with pleasure.
    Alrik laughed, obviously satisfied. "A virgin, indeed," he murmured, then she felt the bed moving when his weight lifted from the mattress. As she opened her eyes, she couldn't help feeling frustrated that he had stopped touching her. He strolled over the soft carpet without making a sound, crossing the room. When he pulled the tank over his head and threw it to the floor, she couldn't help admiring his back, rippling with muscles as he moved. She wished to run her lips and tongue over that back, tasting his skin.
    The penthouse was well heated, so she didn't feel cold while lying on his bed, only clad in a tiny thong. She gasped when he undid his jeans and stripped them down to his ankles, kicking them