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"Ahh…” he breathed. "MyOlympia.”
Mona didn’t know what to say, so she said nothing. Malcolm didn’t seem to mind her silence. He came to the bed and sat beside her. She sat propped up on her pillow and frozen on the sheets,shivering.
"You look so lovely,” he said softly, his gaze grazing her naked body from face to feet and up again. "I’ll enjoy youtonight.”
"I’m nervous,”shesaid.
"Of course you are. I wouldn’t want or expectanythingelse.”
"You want me to benervous?”
"Very much. It will make the triumph all the sweeter. I love the challenge of overcoming reluctance.” He bent and kissed her chest over her racing heart. Then he stood and walked to the end of the bed where he proceeded to undress. First the suit jacket came off, then the vest. He unfastened his buttons with agile fingers. He didn’t make a production of undressing, and yet she couldn’t take her eyes off him as he peeled out of his shirt to reveal strong sculpted biceps, a flat hard stomach, and a broad chest. The shoes were next and then the trousers. Her eyes widened at the first glimpse of his cock, already erect and glistening at the tip. She watched it as he walked back to her, taking in its impressive size and even more impressive girth. She would need to be very wet to enjoy that insideofher.
"You’re pleased with me?” he asked and she sensed the question wasn’t a question at all. A statement of fact. He knew she was. He simply wanted her toadmitit.
"I am.Although…”
"I’ll take care of everything,” he said. "I haven’t lost a woman toityet.”
She laughed and it helped ease her fears. He sat on the bed again at her side. He touched the side of her face, caressed her cheekbone, pushed her bangs to the side and kissed herforehead.
"I’m so pleased you’ve agreed to this,” he said. "Very pleased. It’s been alongtime.”
"Formetoo.”
"Then we’ll bothenjoythis.”
"Although it’s for you, isn’t it?” sheasked.
"What doyoumean?”
"I mean, you’re paying for me. You can do what you want. It doesn’t matter if I enjoy itornot.”
"I do hope you’ll enjoy it,” he said. "But it’s not a requirement. In general, however, your pleasure gives me pleasure. Not everything I do will be physically pleasurable for you, however. For me, yes, but not for you. That was the nature of ouragreement,yes?”
"Yes,” she said,nodding.
"There’s still time to change your mind. I don’t force women. It would be beneath even such a man asmyself.”
She shook her head. "I want todoit.”
"Even if you don’t enjoy the sex—and you will—you’ll certainly enjoy themoney.”
"I plan to,” she said. Not the money itself, but the freedom money wouldbuyher.
He smiled his devil’s grin, but didn’t look as devilish as the first night. He was only a man after all. A handsome man, naked, and lovely tobehold.
"Good. Very good. Now spread your legs for me.Verywide.”
She pulled her knees up, sliding her feet along the sheets and then letting her legs fall open. Malcolm looked at her without touching, merely examining the goods he’dbought.
"You didn’t have to remove your hair,” he said. "Prostitutes shaved in the old days to remove lice. Luckily you don’t seem to have thatproblem.”
"I thought perhaps she was so young she didn’t have pubic hair yet. Perhaps that was why the painting was soscandalous.”
"The art world didn’t care about young women selling their bodies. They only cared if someone dared to break their rules of composition, of acceptable subject matter. You could show a naked woman hiding her face or lying supine and limp as a wet rag. God forbid he paint a girl who dared them to look her intheeyes.”
"They were fools,”shesaid.
