Dinner at The Heathman, before my graduation...

Christian's POV

She’s watching my mouth, and I know exactly what she’s thinking. She’s squirming in her seat,

and nervous. When she gets desirous of me she flushes red and looks at her hands. She must be really hot, because she's fixed on my lips and mouth,

 her gaze is unwavering, unable to stare 

away. Her chest rises up and down with desire, her breathing shallow but rapid. She’s 

squeezing her legs together now, because she accidentally tugs on the table cloth. She wants 

me, and that awakens desires I didn’t know existed in me! I want to draw that out.

“You could be desert,” I say suggestively. God! I want her so badly tonight. When she’s

sitting before me in that purple dress, with that hair, those legs, and those lips, squirming,reminding me how she squirmed with my touch, and how responsive she was. How I am near her! It’s driving me insane! I'm going out of my mind... She's so close yet so far away! I want her, need her; right here, right now!

"You see Anastasia, I know for a fact that you want, and desire me, right this moment.”

“Baby, I can tell, because, it’s all in your body language. You’re flushed with desire,because that occurs as a precursor to sex. Your breathing changes to accommodate all that blood rushing to the surface. And right now, you’re pressing your thighs together, because you’re trying to suppress your urge for me.”

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