Did Nathaniel ever want to date, just date? Not the dominance and submission stuff, but like dinner and a movie. Rivulets of scars, where holy water had been poured on that most beautiful of faces. Her hair fell out around her like a black cloak, so that the gold dress showed only in hints through all that blackness. Finally, I said, If you want to keep this body, fine.
I did not want to touch her. Then he turned and left quickly, shutting the door firmly behind him, and left me alone with the adrenaline rush draining like a puddle to my feet. Nate knew instantly that he had met a master of the art. We got in an elevator (perhaps the same one we had been on before) andwent down.
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