“Oh, stow your twitching palm, Mr. Grey.” She runs her fingertips over my cheek and then tugs the little hairs of my sideburn. I’m not sure I like the feeling. I take her hand and kiss her palm.

“Why didn’t you tell me this hurt last night?”

“Um, I didn’t really feel it last night. It’s okay now.”

Ah, yes. Alcohol deadened the pain. “How are you feeling?”

“Better than I deserve.”

“That’s quite a right arm you have there, Mrs. Grey.”

“You’d do well to remember that, Mr. Grey.” And there’s a challenge in her tone.

“Oh, really?” I roll onto her and grab her wrists, holding them above her head. “I’d fight you any day. In fact, subduing you in bed is a fantasy of mine.” I kiss her throat, wondering what that would be like. The idea is arousing.

“I thought you subdued me all the time.”

“Hmm, but I’d like some resistance,” I murmur, running my nose along her jaw, wondering if she’d ever agree to that. She stills beneath me and I know I have her attention, and possibly her interest. Releasing her hands, I lean up on my elbows.

“You want me to fight you? Here?” she whispers, trying to contain her surprise.

I nod. Why not? I’ve always wanted to do this but couldn’t—because I couldn’t bear to have anyone touch

I shrug. Part of me can’t believe she’s even entertaining the idea, but I’m thrilled that she might. I nod again, as my dick grows rigid against her soft flesh. Ana toys with her bottom lip as she gazes at me, and I know she’s considering the notion.

“Is this what you meant about coming to bed

Yes. Exactly. I nod. “Don’t bite your lip.”

She narrows her eyes, but there’s a flash of amusement, and possibly desire, in their depths as her pupils enlarge. “I think you have me at a disadvantage, Mr. Grey.” She wriggles beneath me and flutters her lashes, and I want her all the more.

“Surely you’ve already got me where you want me?” Her smile is coy as I press my eager cock against her.

“Good point well made, Mrs. Grey.” I kiss her quickly and roll over, taking her with me so she’s astride my belly. She grabs my hands, pinning them to the bed

play rough?” she

I inhale suddenly. “Yes.”

She sits up and releases my hands. “Wait.” Reaching for the glass of sparkling water I left for her on the nightstand, she takes a long draft, while I skate my fingers in circles up her thighs to her ass. I give it a good squeeze. She leans down and kisses me, pouring cool water into my mouth.

murmur, trying to contain my excitement at our new game. Placing the glass back on the nightstand, she grabs my hands from her behind and pins them on either side of my head once more.

“So I’m supposed to be unwilling?” She sounds amused.

“Yes.”

“I’m not much of an actress.”

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