‘“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” Arno murmurs, his voice soft and sweet as he whispers against my ear. His arm is loosely draped around my waist as we sit together on the edge of the bed. I had just confided to him – now, of all times – that I was a virgin. “No,” I whisper back, “I want to do this.” His grip around my waist tightens. He lowers me onto the bed. I stare up at his dark eyes, his moist lips. “I’ll be gentle,” he says, slipping the nightgown from my shoulders.’

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