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He was standingby the bed, still dressed in his shirt and slacks, his shoes still on, when she entered a massive bedroom with towering ceilings. An entire wall was made ofglass.
The city would be her audience heretoo.
She paused at the foot of an enormous bed, the headboard crafted of steel slats, the mattress stripped of all but a fitted sheet and pillows. The rest of the furniture was equally spare, modern, andexpensive.
“I have very specific… preferences, Nina.” His voice was all business. “I need you to tell me if you’d like tocontinue.”
“To… continue?” It was such an odd way to describe what she thought was going to happen betweenthem.
“If you want me to fuckyou.”
She couldn’t see his eyes in the darkened room, but his words were like a firebomb to hercenter.
“I do,” shesaid.
“I need you to say thewords.”
“I… I want you to fuckme.”
“And is there anything specific you’d like me to know in advance? Anything that would be a hard no for you?” heasked.
“What do youmean?”
“Anything in the way of experimentation,” hesaid.
She tried to page through the possibilities, all the different things she’d done back when she and Peter still couldn’t get enough of each other, all the things she’d heard that other people enjoy, all the things she’d found online when she’d looked for information about Jack’sreputation.
But her mind was too crowded with the noise of her arousal, the increasingly insistent demand by her body that he touchher.
That he fuckher.
“Not that I can think of,” she finallysaid.
He studied her for a long moment. “We’ll still need a safe word,” he said. “What would you like touse?”
“A safe word?” She’d heard the term, knew what it meant, but part of her couldn’t believe she was here — standing naked in Jack Morgan’s bedroom, participating in what felt like a contract negotiation over the things he would be allowed to do toher.
“A word you will use if you don’t like what I’m doing to you, if you don’t wish to continue,” heexplained.
“Will it…” She sucked in a breath, the thread of fear winding its way through her belly only adding to her arousal. “Will ithurt?”
“Only if you want itto.”
The words should have stopped her cold. Should have sent her running for her clothes, back to Brooklyn, to Liam, who by comparison seemedsafe.
Which only told her how far she was from any semblance of her oldlife.
“Can I just say stop?” sheasked.
A smile glanced over his mouth, the first flicker of emotion he’d shown since he’d ordered her to take off herclothes.
“Stop will do.” He turned his back to her and opened a wardrobe against the wall. She couldn’t see what was in it, but his movement told her he was looking for something. “I’ll try to take it slow, but you must say the word stop if you don’t like what I’m doing. I can’t be responsible if you don’t use your safe word.” He turned to face her. “Do youunderstand?”
She swallowed. “Yes.”
She dropped her eyes to his hands and found him holding a simple length of scarletrope.
