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“Let me tell you a secret,” I say as I lead her down the hall. “A lot of men are terrified to make the first move. Even successful men used to taking control in the boardroom can falter in the bedroom.”
CJ wrinkles her nose. “You? Falter in the bedroom?”
I laugh and scoff, “Well, no, not me. But the average guy. I’ve been thinking about how you came to be a twenty-five-year-old virgin, and it’s not something that happened in a vacuum. I’m betting you scared a lot of men away.”
She rolls her eyes. “Yes, because I’m soooo scary.”
“You are,” I assure her, pausing in front of the door to the suite. “You’re drop-dead gorgeous, successful, and a little bit shy, so it can be hard to know what you’re thinking. I’m sure that’s a scary combo for a lot of guys.”
Still looking dubious, she steps inside, taking in the elegant dining area to the left—complete with Tiffany chandelier—the seating area to the right, and the luxurious pedestal bed straight ahead. With its airy cotton drapes hanging from the ceiling, cloaking the mattress in mystery, it looks like something straight out of a castle. “So pretty . . .” She clasps her hands together, turning back to me with wide eyes. “This is too much, Graham.”
“It’s just enough. And you’re going to look beautiful up on that bed.”
Her eyes widen as I tip my chin toward the table, where a bottle of Dom is chilling in an ice bucket. “I have champagne if you’ve changed your mind about a drink.”
“Now I’m worried,” she says with a breathy laugh. “Is this lesson going to require liquid courage?”
I take her hand and bring her toe-to-toe with me. She gazes up at me, the heat that flickers in her expression assuring me she needs no liquid courage. “No. You’ve got this, Butterfly.”
She gulps. “I do?”
“You do.” I press a kiss to her forehead—knowing better than to kiss her lips if I want the strength to walk away from her, even for a few minutes—and turn to cross the room. I reach the throne-size, button-studded armchair, shift it to face her direction, and sit down, taking in the view. With her naughty heels and sexy-sweet dress, she’s gorgeous. Knowing my lingerie is against her skin takes gorgeous to breathtaking.
I’ve never seen anything sexier in my life.
“Lesson two is about driving a man crazy and taking control of an erotic situation. Setting the mood, so to speak.” I lean against the backrest, getting comfortable in the chair. “So, we’re going to start with something no man can resist. A striptease from a beautiful woman.”
CJ bursts into laughter, her head falling back before she shakes it, sending her ponytail flying from side to side. “Oh, no. No way. I can’t.”
“You can,” I assure her. “And you will if you want to get an A in this class.”
She bites her lip, her fingers tangling in front of her in a way that’s both endearing and completely sexy. “But I really don’t think I can, Graham. I’ve never done anything like that before. I’ll make a fool of myself.”
“No, you won’t.”
She snorts. “Yes, I—”
“No. You won’t. Because I’m going to help you.” I lift a finger, holding her gaze until she sighs heavily and gives a small nod, which I sense is the closest I’m going to get to enthusiasm at this point. “Start by lifting the hem of your dress. Slowly, taking your time. Owning the room.”
She reaches for the bottom of her dress and immediately breaks into another round of laughter. She’s gasping by the time she says, “I can’t. Seriously, I can’t.”
“Caroline Jessica Murphy,” I say in my best displeased teacher voice. “Are you going to do as you’re told, or am I going to have to turn you over my knee?”
She blinks once, twice, her eyes as round as the antique plates hanging on the wall behind her. “Are you serious?”
“Why?” I let my gaze track down her curves. “Would you like that? To have me spank you for being disobedient?”
Her eyes go even wider. “Um, I . . . I don’t know. I’m not sure I would like that.”
“But you aren’t sure you wouldn’t?” I arch a brow, heat surging to my groin.
She shakes her head and whispers, “No, I’m not sure about that either. When you look at me like that, I can imagine liking all kinds of things I’ve never imagined liking before.”
“Good.” Her confession makes me even hotter. “Now, take off your dress for me, CJ. I want to see you in my lingerie.”
She draws her lower lip between her teeth as she slowly reaches for the hem of the dress and then in one fluid motion pulls it up and over her head. And fuck me, but she’s gorgeous. Heart-stopping. Even more beautiful than I thought she would be.
