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“No. Neither of us are. We both have dark desires and all I want to do is give you them. I’m not a good man, but I will be a good man to you. I knew who you were when I saw you flash across my screen.”

“Who am I?”

“Mine.”

Chapter Seven

Summer

We walk the grounds and he shows me the golf course, multiple pools and waterfalls. It’s immaculate and like a fairytale. When we cross the bridge I exclaim, “I dreamed of a bridge like this. Of a home like this. I never thought it was possible.”

He squeezes my hand. “Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.”

I shouldn’t be this happy. I shouldn’t be falling in love with a man I just met. I finish my glass of wine and tease him, “Whatever I want, huh?”

“Name it.”

“A tennis court?”

“Done.”

“A pony?”

“I’ll build an entire stable for you.”

I think of all my wishes I’ve ever listed in my diary and ask, “A secret alcove where we can make love under the moonlit stars?”

He flashes a knowing grin. “Come with me.”

He leads me passed the manicured landscape into a forested area.

“Is this yours?”

“Yes. I have neighbors on either side, but this goes on forever and ever. One of the reasons I purchased it.”

There is a lighted path that weaves through the woods until we reach an opening to a blue lake surrounded by a lush green meadow.

I gasp, “Is this yours?”

“Ours.”

There is a small building nearby and I point to that, “What’s that?”

“Outside shower and dressing area.” He smirks, “There’s a strong possibility there are also some toys for us toplaywith.”

“Sex toys?”

He gently tugs my hand and says, “Let’s see.”

The building is basically one large room with a large bed and armoire. The entire ceiling is glass, allowing the stars to shine through. I open the armoire to find whips, belts, handcuffs, blindfolds, and dildos. There’s even a refrigerator built inside with chocolate sauce and whip cream, even strawberries and champagne. I open a drawer to discover some costumes and high heels. My thighs clench, and I turn to him and snicker, “Costumes, huh?”

“If I missed something just let me know and I’ll get it.”

I begin to undress and his eyes darken, “Let me.”

I stop and he takes his time removing my clothes, layering sweet kisses along every inch of my skin. I stand in front of him naked and he gazes at me like I’m a dream. No one has ever looked at me like he is. It’s unnerving and emotions erupt within me. Is this what it feels like to be cared for, worshiped, cherished? Maybe even loved?

He quickly undresses and carries me out of the building, grabbing two towels on his way out.

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