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Not in this lifetime, at least. “Do you like what you see?” I shake my head frantically, and I mean it. I might be in awe at his size, but I want to continue being in this phase while staying far apart. Then why the hell are my thighs clenching? Jonathan smiles, and the motion reaches his dark, stormy eyes, lightening them a bit. Woah. I didn’t know he could smile, let alone do it so lethally. That smile could kill. It’s not only the beauty in it. No. It’s the sheer promise it carries. “The reason I didn’t fuck you is because I needed to get you ready, but since you want it so bad…” “I don’t.” I meant for my voice to be firm, but it’s similar to a moan. What the hell is wrong with me? Do I…want this? Before I can figure out an answer, Jonathan yanks the cover away. Now I have no defence line. Without his tailored clothes that somehow tame his raw self, he appears like the roguish predator he actually is. The slight stubble on his jaw gains a dark shadow within seconds. He crawls atop m