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command, my lady.” A faint smile, almost
cruel in its anticipation, touched his full lips.
     
    The lights became fierce in his eyes then. She melted
even more thoroughly, feeling the arousal move through her body, stiffening her
nipples, her clitoris. She reveled in this feeling of desire. It had been so
long since she’d touched and been touched with the intension to pleasure. Sasha
licked her lips. Her heart pounded. After a heated moment, their bodies pressed
chest to chest, hip to hip, Damien released her. He brushed the backs of his
knuckles along her jaw line. She quivered.
     
    He smiled again, obviously pleased. With the lightest of
touches, he tucked her arm in the crook of his elbow, led her from the party,
and down to his car.
     

Chapter Four
     
    All too quickly, they were at Damien's sprawling estate.
With one hand comfortably on the steering wheel, he drove the luxurious black
sedan through the high, iron gates and past the stables. The car pulled into a
massive garage housing dozens of other expensive cars. Sasha had only a few
moments to gape at the gleaming assortment of vehicles before he was leading her
into the darkened house.
     
    Damien’s hand clasped gently yet firmly around hers. His
strides were unhurried, but purposeful, taking them quickly through the house.
Though there were no words spoken between them of sex, or purpose, or
surrender, it was all there in the air between them. The way he took control of
her was an aphrodisiac. Her body trembled with anticipation of what else he
would take charge of. With all those possibilities trembling between them, he
led her up the stairs, down a long hallway. Then, to his bedroom. 
     
    Damien closed the door behind them, briefly closed his
eyes as he leaned back against the door. His breathing was unhurried and soft.
But Sasha felt it cost him a great deal to keep it that way. Excitement and
urgency crackled around him.
     
    "Take off your clothes," he said.
     
    He voice was all icy control but she could already see
the erection straining at the front of his pants. Sasha licked her lips.
Wanting to kiss him, wanting so much but afraid to ask. She unzipped the dress
and stepped out of it, reaching down to pluck off her shoes.
     
    "Leave on the shoes."
     
    In her bra and panties, her high heels, she stood
watching him, watching her.
     
    "Now, the bra. And panties. Take them off
slowly."
     
    He pushed himself away from the door and toward her, his
walk even more feline that what she'd noticed before. He stopped with only two
feet between them, watched her with eyes that missed nothing as she reached
back to unsnap her bra then took it off. She heard him take a rough breath as
her breasts tumbled free. They weren't large, only C cups, but on someone so
short and so thin, she knew their size looked almost melon-like. At least
that’s what one of her foster mother’s had said to her years ago. She roughly
pushed the thought from her mind, refusing to let any of those past years ruin
her present joy.
     
    "God!" Damien stared at her breasts, his lips
slightly parted, as if he imagined himself already suckling from her.
     
    He hissed as if to take a move toward her, but stopped
himself. "Now, the panties."
     
    She hooked her thumbs in the edges of the plain black
cotton and pulled them down her thighs. Sasha bit her lip as the underwear
pulled away from her wet sex, exposing the lush dark bush, the clitoris already
poking its head out and begging for attention. The heated want slithered
through her body as he devoured her with his glittering eyes. She stood before
him, her breasts trembling with each breath she took, not sure what to expect.
     
    It had been a long time since she’d allowed a man to
touch her. Almost two years. In that time, her body had wracked her with its
needs; but she’d ignored those needs in favor of her career. Suddenly with
Damien’s eyes on her breasts and on her damp sex, she felt the emptiness of
every one of those