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her every breath. She’d laid her head against his chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart until she’d fallen asleep. Never had she felt closer to anyone, more in love, or loved, for that matter.
    It was without a doubt worth being woken early.
    Why did he have to have a class this morning? She’d much rather he’d come back to bed and cuddle in these silk sheets all morning and afternoon. If she had her way, they wouldn’t rise until the dinner hour.
    Claire ran her hand through her knotted hair, accepting the inevitable. She might as well get moving “I need coffee and a shower.”
    “The water’s hot. The coffee is made.” He lifted his chin, assessing her body from head to toe with his cerulean glare. “As soon as you finish, meet me in here. I have another gift for you.”
    Anticipation filled Claire. Yet another naughty present? What could it be? He’d already given her nipple clamps and a paddle. What else could he possibly have up his sleeve?
    Her body pulsed in response to the question, her nipples awakening, her cunt hungry to be filled.
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    She was clueless. Had no idea what she could expect. But oh, how she wanted it.
    Blake went to the closet and pulled out his standard uniform of crisp white cotton pants and a jacket. She watched as he added the black belt, delighting in how hot he looked dressed for karate. Damn . She wanted him again.
    Her eyes roamed the length of his body, savoring the tight, sinewy muscles. His height. His strength. The way his every move was commanding and in charge. He never fumbled, never showed weakness.
    Why had she never realized this before? How had she missed it?
    As a finishing touch, he put on his black cowboy hat. Claire nearly lost it at the sight of the clashing accent to his karate outfit. Her pussy muscles tightened in response and her heart lifted, a warm, needy feeling coursing through her.
    Did he have any idea how adorable he looked with it on? The way he made her want to simply sit here and stare at him, drinking up the sight of him?
    Desire dripped from her, soaking her pussy. Every muscle in her body constricted with need. A shower was the last thing she wanted right now. Her mind screamed at her to lie back, to encourage his attentions.
    Common sense battled desire. She was already late. She really needed to shower and get to work.
    Slowly, she scooted off the bed and stood, loath to tear her eyes away from his sexy body. But she couldn’t follow after him and drool all day. With a deep breath, she forced herself to head to the bathroom.
    * * * * *
    Ten minutes later, Claire stepped from the steaming hot shower. She toweled her hair and allowed the rest of her body to drip-dry. Her mother had always sworn it was better for the skin.
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    Alyssa Brooks
    Blake walked in, carrying a small box wrapped in silver foil paper. Her gift. Her heart leapt and a rush of desire flooded her. She dropped her towel, unable to help her wide gaze as she looked at him. “Blake.”
    “I need to leave for my class. But first…” He handed her the box and nodded for her to unwrap it.
    Riddled with excitement, she slowly she peeled the corners, a part of her hardly able to contain herself, another almost scared.
    She’d transformed from virgin to sex goddess awfully fast. Yet, with Blake, it came naturally.
    She tore away the paper and opened the lid. In the box, amongst tissue, lay a clear purple toy with a curved tip, about the size of a finger. Was it a dildo? No. It couldn’t be. It was too small. Picking the jellylike thing up, she stared at it.
    What did he intend to do? The question reverberated through her mind. What was this for? Why give it to her now ?
    “You look stunned.”
    “I’m not quite sure…”
    “Don’t worry. You’re about to find out.” He took the mysterious object from her, clutching it in his palm then grasping her arm with his other hand. He led her from the bathroom to the bed. The large flat of his