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 There. She turned to face him, gesturing at herself impatiently.  Do I meet with your approval,Master
? She meant the word to come out sarcastically but she found, to her dismay, that just saying it caused a
warm rush of heat throughout her body and a quivering in her belly. She had never called him that outside
her dreams.
Kris sat forward on the bed and smiled at her, as though he knew the effect her own words had on her.
 Almost, but let down your hair.
 Oh&  She had forgotten that half of her hair was still up in the loose chignon on top of her head. She
reached up and released it, shaking it out around her shoulders.  Now? She looked at him questioningly.
 Now raise your skirt.
Lauren licked her lips nervously.  What?
 I said raise your skirt, Lauren. The fire in his eyes and the low, commanding tone twisted something
inside her, made her feel hot and cold at the same time.
She shook her head, unable to make herself speak.
 Come here. He gestured for her and almost against her will, she found herself stepping closer to the
bed until she was standing between his spread thighs. She wasn t sure why she obeyed. Maybe it was
the effect of actually wearing an outfit she had fantasized about for so long or maybe it was simply the
way his low, masterful tone seemed to melt her will to refuse.
Though he was still sitting on the bed and she was standing, their eyes were about level. Kris had gone
that deep, drowning blue, the pupils almost completely swallowed up in an ocean of icy fire.
 Don t make me ask you again to do as I say. He raised a hand and pushed the silky fall of blonde hair
out of her face, almost tenderly.  The time for pretending is over. While we still remain in this place, I am
your Master and you will act accordingly. Do you understand?
Unable to make herself talk, Lauren simply nodded.
 Good. Kris nodded approvingly.  Then do as I told you.
Feeling like she was standing outside herself, watching a woman who looked exactly like her do things
she would never actually do, Lauren slowly reached down to grasp the hem of the pleated skirt and
raised it.
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 Very good. The warm approval in his voice sent a shiver of desire through her.  Now spread you legs,
I want to touch you. Feeling like her knees might buckle at any moment, Lauren did as he asked.
He reached out to stroke her, cupping the soft mound of her naked sex in one large hand.  So soft& so
sweet, he murmured.
Lauren felt like her heart was trying to get out of her chest it was pounding so hard but there was still the
strange feeling of watching someone else. She wasn t really doing this, was she? Standing here with her
legs spread, watching Kris caress her touch her this way?
 You re wet, Lauren. With one long finger, he parted the lips of her cunt, now swollen with need and
desire, and stroked gently over her sensitive clit. Lauren gasped, feeling a fire race through her body at
the light, teasing touch.
 Come closer, I want to kiss you while I touch you, he whispered. She leaned forward, bracing her
hands on his broad shoulders and he wrapped one arm around her waist while keeping the other
between her legs.
Just like the night before, he took her mouth with a fierce hunger and a possessiveness that took her
breath away. He kissed her as though he had every right to her body and soul as though he owned her.
As he parted her lips, demanding entrance with his tongue, two long, strong fingers slipped deeply inside
her wet cunt, pressing upwards into her passage with hot, rhythmic thrusts that made her moan. Kris
devoured her mouth ruthlessly, hungrily swallowing the soft noise. She knew that if she hadn t been
holding on to his shoulders she would have fallen from the intense pleasure, the hot sensation of his fingers
inside her.
At last he pulled back from the kiss although his fingers remained buried deep in her body. He kissed a
slow trail from the hollow of her throat to the sensitive, ticklish spot behind her ear.  Do you like this,
Solnyshko ? Does this feel good? Can you imagine how much better it would feel if you submitted to me
entirely and it was my cock inside you instead?
Lauren gasped at those hot words, murmured low in her ear. Under her grasping fingers, the crisp white
linen of his shirt was wrinkling as she held on tight, trying to stay upright.
 Don t, she gasped as he thrust inside her, slow and hot and utterly sure of himself and the effect he
was having on her.  Don t&  But she didn t know if she was begging him to stop at once or to never
stop.
Without warning, he suddenly slipped his fingers out of her, making her bite her lip against a cry of
frustration. Kris put a little space between them, devouring her with his eyes.
 I see you re blonde all over, he said, lightly stroking the dark blonde bush that nestled between her
thighs.  It is lovely but I m afraid it doesn t quite match up to your fantasy.
 Wh-what do you mean? It was an effort to make herself talk, to say anything while she was aching
from the heat of his touch. She wished she could have more of his hands and mouth on her body and yet
she knew she was on a treacherously slippery slope. It amazed her that Kris was able to sit there and
speak so calmly while she felt as if she was going to shake herself to pieces.
 I believe in the fantasy you were bare. He stroked her soft mound of blonde curls again.  Shaved.
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 Oh& oh, no! His words sank in and it was as though the spell she was under had been broken. She
tried to back away from him but the arm around her waist held her fast.
 Let me go! Lauren insisted, determined not to go any farther with this madness.  Fantasy or not, I
don t intend to do that to myself.
 I know. Kris grin was hotly predatory and the needle-sharp points of his fangs glistened in the dim
light of the room.  I am going to do it to you.
Chapter Eighteen
He could tell by the rapid beat of her heart and the wild look in her eyes that he had hit upon some deep
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