How did he always know what was going on in my mind? "Yes," I breathed, closing my eyes. If Gideon was lusting after me, he couldn't be lusting after anyone else. I sagged into the column, admitting to myself that I'd fallen into an old destructive habit - I'd exploited sexual attraction to ease my insecurities. Now, with me, it was about pleasure and love.īecause I treasure you, Eva, and what we have.Įven our driving urge to f**k each other constantly is precious to me, because it matters." ![]() Only I knew what it meant for Gideon to view a sexual act as a gift.įor him, sex had previously been about pain and degradation or lust and necessity. I lifted my face to the tinted dome in the ceiling that concealed the nearest security camera.
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