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inside.
    “Very well then,” he took another sip of his wine, and then said: 
    “I want to be the first man to give you an orgasm.”
    Of all the things I expected to hear, this was not one of them. Then he added:
    “In fact, I’d like to up the stakes even more than that. I think you and I are in a very unique situation here, Violet, and, if you’re game, I’d like to propose something that could be very beneficial to both of us.”
    I nodded for him to continue.
    “You see, Violet, the thrill of bringing a woman to orgasm is one of life’s greatest pleasures. I find more joy in giving pleasure than in receiving it; I always have. After reading your column yesterday, I was instantly taken by the fact that you’ve been living in a rather deprived state for entirely too long. All these years now, and you’ve yet to experience this incredible pleasure while you were in the arms of another? You’ve only been able to reach orgasm when you were alone?”
    I could feel my full body blush starting to creep on, and I was mortified. When I blush, it’s not a pretty, rosy-cheeked thing. I don’t blush gracefully. I turn full-on violent red. I drank some more wine, hoping it would calm me down.
    “I think that’s a shame, and it’s a situation I’d like to correct.”
    What? What was he talking about here?
    “I have a rare bit of free time coming up in my schedule between now and July,” Nicholas said. “And I’m proposing that for the next thirty days you and I engage in an exclusive, mutually beneficial relationship.”
    “And what exactly did you have in mind?” I asked.
    Nick laughed lightly. “I suppose I have been rather vague. Allow me to explain. “Reading your column, learning your ‘naughty little secret,’ evoked a lot of emotions in me.”
    “It did?” I asked, swallowing.
    “Yes. And as I reached the end, all I could think about was how much I wanted to pleasure you, how much I wanted to bring you to orgasm again and again.” 
    “Oh my God,” I breathed.
    “You’ve missed out on a lot, Violet. I’d like to spend the next month making up for that lost time.”
    I blinked hard, trying to absorb his words. Had Nick Colby, the Nick Colby, really just offered to spend the next month satisfying me in bed? Was that what he was saying? I could feel a gentle pulsing starting between my legs. I was having a hard time remaining calm. His words, what he was proposing, just the thought of it…it was making it hard to sit still.
    Before I could respond, he continued. “And that’s not all. I’d like to propose a little game of sorts.”
    “A game?” I repeated.
    “Yes,” he said.
    I couldn’t imagine what else he would say. It was already so crazy.
    “ At the risk of bragging, I’m quite masterful in the bedroom.”
    It wasn’t bragging if it was true. And based on the stories I’d heard….
    “ In order for this arrangement to work out, in order for me to give you more pleasure than you can imagine, you’ll have to let me set the rules – all of them. You’ll do what I say, allow me to do what I want to you at all times. Are you okay with that?”
    At all times?
    I wasn’t sure I understood. And I definitely wasn’t sure I was okay with this arrangement.
    Sensing my discomfort, he added, “I’ll be respectful of your limits, don’t worry about that. But I’d like to push you just a little past your comfort zone. That’s the game I’m suggesting here,” he said, locking his eyes on mine. “Those are the rules. Are you in, or are you out?”
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    “ This whole thing is so hot,” my best friend Katie said. “Insanely hot. How could you have walked out of the office without giving him an answer either way?”
    I shrugged. “I don’t know. I told him I had to think about it. He gave me 24 hours.”
    It was the following evening, and we were sitting on a Greenwich Village patio taking in the warm June sunset and sipping margaritas.
    Well, Katie