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“My allies know you have meaning to me. And that gives you the power to command them. They will do what you say, because you are with me.”

“With you?” I say quietly.

“Not like that - “ he stammers, looking away and taking a sharp breath.

I shift closer to him, closing the space he left open between us.

“Why not like that?” I ask in a seductive whisper.

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The shirt I gave her to wear isn’t helping at all.

In fact - she looks sexier wearing it, the oversized sleeves and the long fit draped over her slender body make her look small and cute.

She shifts closer to me, her head tilted to the side and her brows knotted. Her lips are lush and beautiful.

“Why not like that?” She whispers, and my heart beats faster.

The shirt slips off her shoulder and instinctively I reach out and slowly pull it back up, my fingers brushing over her warm skin.

She bites her lower lip and her eyes glitter with suggestion.

I can’t answer her question.

I don’t know how to answer it.

I don’t have answers.

My cock stirs and I force myself to drop my hand away.

Zina doesn’t give up though.

She leans closer to me, her naked thigh press against my leg and the lace nightie hardly covering anything at all. My eyes roam up the smooth skin of her leg, drifting to the dark space between her thighs.

“You say I have power now—” She grins, shifting so that she’s kneeling on my bed, her back arched as her ass points away from me. “What other kind of power do I have?” She whispers.

“Zina - “ I warn her as my blood begins to heat, pulsing through my veins like lava.

“Do I have power over you?” She asks with the most innocent sweetness in her voice.

She reaches out and brushes her fingertips over my leg, up towards my groin. My cock throbs, swelling in response.

I push her hand away and stand up, leaving her with a disappointed sour expression.

She huffs and sits on her knees, folding her hands in her lap. “Are you scared of how much you want me?” she asks.

I won’t give her that satisfaction. “Who says I want you, Zina?” I snap.

“I’m not blind.” She muses, moving to spread one leg out in front of herself, then the other, her nightie caught up around her hips - she’s giving me a show.

“By the looks of things it’s you who can’t control yourself around me.” I growl darkly, glaring at her, but unable to look away.

Her eyes drift down my body to the rock hard outline of my cock in my pants. She giggles.

“Mm. Yes. I see that.” She teases me, slowly spreading her legs wider.

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