She gazed at him, willing him to see how she trusted, how she cared for him, and reached up to caress his furrowed brow, his pale cheek.īefore she'd touched him his hand clamped down on her wrist. She turned to see Conrad watching them intently. His hand covered her mouth firmly and a look of panic flared over his features, then faded before he took it away. 378įighting to stay still, calm, to quiet her ragged breath, Devan knew she was shaking, that her eyes must be pink with the tears she was fighting back. Then, with no smile or caress to reassure her, he put a knee on the mattress beside her, and a moment later he was straddling her thighs.
Without a word he bent, slid a forearm under her knees, and swung her legs up onto the bed. There was something scary in the way he was acting, talking, in spite of that look of sadness, of fear.įighting to hide her panic she sat on the edge of the bed, and Vaughn loomed larger than ever over her. And though it won’t be my first choice, I’ll be thrilled to do it.” Now Devan was standing before him, gazing up at him, questioning, frightened, and Vaughn was breathing hard and his hands were shaking as his long, strong fingers curved lightly around her upper arms, as he guided her slowly backward. When the time comes, Vaughn, you’d best cooperate, promptly and with appropriate enthusiasm, or I promise you I’ll tie you right back up and do it myself. You're to adhere to them exactly, or I'll consider our agreement broken. On the back I've written a few additional…guidelines. There is the manner in which you will take her virginity. Conrad had tossed a thin stack of paper into Vaughn’s lap.
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