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thing?
She swallowed.  Because I& because I m here.
 That doesn t make you a wanton, love, he said, brushing a kiss against her
forehead. He toyed with a damp strand of her hair.
She sighed.  But I allowed you to& to& We ve done things that are& sinful, she
said, gazing at him from under modestly lowered lashes.
At that, a smile played on his sensuous lips.  And will do them again and again
and again.
Suddenly, coy, she batted her eyes playfully.  It s not just that, she told him.  It s
that I& I want you to do those things to me.
 Be very specific, he teased, curling a lock of her hair around his index finger.  Tell
me in vivid detail what you would like me to do. I am your most humble and willing
servant, my lady.
She giggled and slapped his shoulder lightly.  I m being serious.
He waggled his eyebrows at her.  So am I.
She groaned.  Seriously, Jack. The last time you brought me here, you thought I
was someone else. Someone who desired to be& spanked and& and punished.
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Chagrined, he grimaced.  I apologize. I will never spank your delectable little arse
again.
 No! she said quickly.  What I m trying to tell you is that& what I m asking is am I
a wanton because I enjoyed those things?
He laughed.  Of course not, love. Many women enjoy tantalizing torments.
 But why? Why would I find being& spanked by you& pleasurable? she asked.
 I don t know but I would venture to guess that perhaps you enjoy having your
control taken from you. Without the ability to say no, you have permission to indulge in
your most secret desires, he said.
He made sense. She d been taught all her life that women were to merely endure
copulating for the sake of siring offspring. But Jack had only spilled his seed in her the
one time.
It was as if he weren t interested in creating sons. Was it because she was not and
would never be his wife? And although she d already avowed her love for him and
knew without a doubt that she d love this man until her death he d never divulged
any feelings for her.
 What s the matter? he asked.  You seem pensive. You don t regret your decision,
I hope. Because I fear it s too late to turn back now.
 No, she said.  I will never regret it. I hope you don t, either.
 Darling, no, he said, drawing her closer.  No. Never.
She averted her gaze.  But you& I know how children are created and you& you
don t& you haven t& 
 Sophia, he said, surprised.  Do you want my children?
 I 
 I was protecting you, he said.  I want you. I want us to enjoy one another and if
there comes a time when you desire children, I shall certainly give them to you. As
many as you want.
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She bit her bottom lip. She d never considered he might care enough about her to
protect her from becoming pregnant. Suddenly, she loved him more than ever because
it was abundantly clear to her that she was completely safe with this man.
 But for now, let us explore each other, he whispered.  Let me do all the things to
you that please you. His warm hand drifted down her side and over her hip. His touch
reignited her desire. Liquid heat unfurled in her abdomen and pooled between her legs.
 I want to do all those things with you, she said. Her gaze penetrated his so there
would be no mistaking her intention.  Right now.
His pupils enlarged, nearly obliterating the blue. He took her face in his hand and
kissed her. His lips plied hers gently at first and then with insistence. Her stomach
somersaulted when his tongue slipped through the opening she left for him. That was
all it took. With a soft growl, he began to devour her. His hand grazed down her body,
stopping to caress her breast and tug her nipple, then lower, skimming her belly to dip
between her legs.
He dragged his mouth from hers. Intoxicated with need, she blinked, trying to
focus.
 If, at any time, you wish me to stop, merely say stop, he said.  You may protest
all you want. Tell me no. Tell me you cannot bear it any longer. But when you tell me to
stop when you use that word I will stop. Do you understand? he asked.
Comprehension emerged that he had offered her a password. He intended to take
her to the very edge and beyond and all the control belonged to her with one word.
Stop. She nodded.
Her pulse accelerated.
He threw back the covers and climbed out of the bed.  Get up, he ordered.  Bend
over and put your hands on the table.
Sophia swallowed thickly. What had she done? For what had she asked? Her body
tingled in anticipation as she crawled out of the bed and padded to the table. Her
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