“He gently bites and sucks me at my waist, tugging my nipples, and my hands tighten on the exquisitely carved post.”

”I brushed the tip of my cock through her wetness and down to her clit, circling, teasing.”

Fifty Shades of Grey » CHAPTER ONE {x}Olivia leaps up and retrieves my jacket, which Grey takes from her before she can hand it to me. He holds it up and, feeling ridiculously self-conscious, I shrug it on. Grey places his hands for a moment on my shoulders. I gasp at the con-tact. If he notices my reaction, he gives nothing away. His long index finger presses the button summoning the elevator, and we stand waiting—awkwardly on my part, coolly self-pos-sessed on his. The doors open, and I hurry in, desperate to 
escape. I really need to get out of here. When I turn to look at him, he’s gazing at me and leaning against the doorway beside the elevator with one hand on the wall. He really is very, very good-looking. It’s unnerving. “Anastasia,” he says as a farewell. “Christian,” I reply. And mercifully, the doors close.
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