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imaginable and you will give yourself to me completely, understand?”
    Hurriedly
sliding off the chair, Grace gave a little nod, tugged down her skirt and
scurried through the door. She shut it behind her and pressed her back to it.
The light in the room came on automatically and she blinked. Weird. She’d expected
some kind of dungeon type room. Lots of restraints and whips. A x-frame at
least. But it was just a simple, beige and chocolate bedroom. The only vaguely
interesting thing about it was the size of the bed.  It had to be a Queen sized
one surely.
    The
door to the adjoining bathroom was open and she took a quick moment to relieve
herself and look at herself in the mirror. Her dark eyes were wide, wary. and
her cheeks flushed. Grace usually carried off a nice tan but even under the
golden colour of her skin, she could see the heat. She ran her hands through
her hair which was already dishevelled from when he’d finger fucked her in the
limo and tried to tame the waves back into place.
    She
turned the tap and dabbed some cold water over her neck and cleavage. Jesus,
the man was hot. Just the thought of his erection pressing against the worn
denim of his jeans made her stomach coil with desire. But that cold control was
so intimidating. If she gave herself up to him, who knows what could happen to
her?
    But
if she didn’t, he wouldn’t help her with Greg. She gave herself another critical
once over and nodded to her reflection. She could do this. She would be the
perfect submissive. She’d do whatever he asked for this one night and then she could
move on with her life.
    As
she pulled open the bedroom door, she was confronted by a wall of black cotton
covered muscle. Her nose almost smacked into his chest and she followed it up
until she met his glittering gaze. Tension and sexual power radiated from him
and she watched in fascination as the cords in his neck tensed.
    One
hand came onto her lower back, coaxed her away from the door as the other
thrust under her hair and kept her head tilted back, not allowing her to look
away. Not that she could. Her limbs refused to do anything other than exactly
as he commanded. Without a single word, he held her captivated.
    The
hand under her hair trailed down to the strap on her dress. He thrust it down
suddenly, drawing a gasp from her and the hand on her back came up to do the
same.
    And
then he tore the dress clean from her.
    She
wasn’t sure how it happened. One second she was wearing it and the next, it was
torn from her with a savage ripping noise. Jett flung the tattered fabric
aside, leaving her standing in her heels and black lace underwear. Her skin
pimpled, maybe from the cold, maybe from fear.
    Jett’s
eyes dilated, darkening, as he raked his gaze over her body. She knew she
trembled but she couldn’t control it. Fisting her hands at her side, she
couldn’t drag her gaze away as he seemed to take in every inch of her.
    He
closed the gap again and unclasped her bra. Warm fingertips brushed her back
and she sucked in the scent of him, the need to bury her head in his neck and
kiss his skin surprising her. Her bra dropped to the floor and she glanced down
at her breasts to see them tremble, her nipples harder than ever before.
    “Kiss
me,” Jett murmured as he took a step back.
    He
made no further moves. Grace just stood there, bare breasts quivering, taking
in the intimidating man in front of her. Could she even reach his mouth? But a
part of her wanted to know what that sensuous mouth tasted like. Would it curve
up into a rare smile when she pressed her lips to it?
    Coming
up onto her tiptoes, she flattened her palms against his chest and felt the
reassuring thud of his heart. Her skin prickled in anticipation as she tilted
her head and brushed her lips across his. He made no sound, no movement. Had
she done it right? She tried again, licking at the corner of his mouth. Jett
tasted of mint and she resisted a smile at the idea of him brushing his teeth
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