Not another man shall ever share it with me. I promise this. I strip down to nothing but my bra and panties. I reach for the nightgown that he had bo...ght me. I plan to make dinner. But all I can do is hold the gown against my barely beating heart. It should cease. I love him. I am nothing without him. Nothing. I stand here for a moment. I shall skip dinner. All I want is a drink: Something, anything to numb the pain. I walk down the stairs with a death grip on the gown and into the kitchen.. I walk quickly to my office, but there’s nothing on the desk. I take my coat off and close the door, but there’s nothing hanging from the hook on the back. I check on my keyboard tray, under my desk, but alas, nothing. I’m a bit disappointed, but perhaps I have everything I need for the event. My office has this annoying habit of holding a potluck lunch on the fourth Friday of the month. Not being particularly domestic, I usually bring a veggie tray or hummus with pita chips. As I unwrap the. Ich vermute, es wird Jahre dauern bis ich diese Kräfte beherrsche?”Charles schüttelte den Kopf und öffnete die Tür zur Villa. „Nein, Sir, lassen Sie uns einfach direkt den Ring anpassen und dann wird es das Beste sein, sie testen ihre Kräfte direkt einmal in der Praxis.”Markus folgte ihm in das Gebäude, eine prachtvolle alte Villa, die ihm aber ein klein wenig zu altmodisch war. Charles führte ihn in ein riesiges Wohnzimmer. Durch eine ebenso große Fensterfront blickte man nun auf die Skyline. ..I’m nervous,” she settled on an emotion that was true, while hoping that she could avoid further explanation.“Why?” His low voice rolled over her skin like a purr. She closed her eyes, lost in his sound. His hands continued their exploration of her body, ghosting over her abdomen, cupping her breasts.“I don’t want to be…...exposed..….like that for anyone but you,” Clarice swallowed convulsively, giving him exactly what he wanted.“Tell me more,” his words a quiet demand, drawing her from.