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"Come, let me show you to our room," Jackson says as he takes my hand and guides me towards the staircase.
"She looks nice."
"She's fine," he says. "She's only been with us a couple of summers. We'll see how it goes. Her husband is a gardener here."
"Oh?" I ask him.
"Yeah, his name's Everest. You'll meet him later. Maybe I'll get him to pick some roses for you."
"Well, aren't you romantic?" I say.
"What?"
"I mean, if you were truly romantic, you'd pick them yourself."
"I can do that if you really want," he says. "Do you want me to pick you up and carry you up the staircase?"
"No," I giggle. "I don't want us both to die."
"What are you talking about?"
"If you pick me up and try to carry me up the staircase, we will likely both fall because I'm heavy."
"You're not that heavy and I'm not that weak," he says, grinning. "I can pick you up and show you."
"No Jackson," I say, as I run up the staircase in front of him. I hear him running up behind me and I giggle as I reach the top. I look back at him and he pulls me into his arms and kisses me. "Beat you," I say, and he just chuckles.
"Come." He squeezes my hand and leads me down the corridor to a room right at the end. He opens it and we step inside. The bedroom is humongous. There's a king-sized bed, dead center and behind it is a huge window. I rush to the window and look outside and I see the grounds and the pool.
"Wow. This is where we're going to sleep?"
"Yeah," he says, closing the door behind him. I watch as he locks it and I stare at him. He heads over to the bed and he sits down. "Come," he says, glancing over at me.
"What do you mean come?"
"I said come." He pats the mattress next to him. "I want to say something to you."
"Okay." I head over to the bed and sit next to him. My heart is thudding. It's weird that I feel so comfortable with him and yet so happy. I shouldn't feel this happy for being in a fake relationship with someone.
"You're beautiful," he says, as he reaches for one of my curls and pulls on it. He laughs as I roll my eyes at him. "What? I can't tell you, you're beautiful?"
"You can tell me I'm beautiful. That doesn't mean that you're going to get anything from me."
"Anything like what?" He says, cupping my face and bringing my mouth up to his. He kisses me passionately and I kiss him back, running my hand down the side of his face and squeezing his biceps. I don't know why I love being with him. I don't know why I can't seem to get enough of him. Before I know what's happening, we're taking each other's clothes off and we're both naked on the bed. "Shall we christen it?" He says, looking down at me and licking his lips. I nod slowly, all of a sudden feeling shy. "I have an idea," he says.
"What?" I look at him curiously, and he jumps up and heads to his wardrobe. I watch as he opens it and then pulls out some handcuffs. He shakes them and I just stare at him.
"What are those for?"
"How adventurous are you feeling right now?"
"What do you mean?" I ask him, whispering.
"I mean, how adventurous are you feeling right now?" He says, as he walks over to me. He drops the handcuffs onto the bed and then I watch as he walks to the other side of the room and opens a closet door. He walks out with a long feather and something else that I don't recognize. "Do you want to feel pleasure like you've never felt it before in your life?" He asks me.
I stare at him for a couple of seconds and I swallow hard. In for a penny and for a pound, I think. I nod slowly and he grins. "Get closer up to the headboard," he says. As he gets onto the bed next to me, I feel his fingers running up my calves and then my thighs, across my hip bone, up the side of my waist and gently grazes my breasts. He then grabs one hand and pulls it up and attaches it to the headboard. I stare at him in shock. He grins. "Now, give me the other hand," he says. He pulls it up and holds both of my wrists in one hand and grabs the handcuffs.
"What are you doing?" I say.
