His gaze was a soft as a caress, she thought even as her right hand rubbed the bruise on her right arm where, the evening before, he held her down and had his way with her in his bed. Her subtle hints that she liked it rough had the desired effect. Displays of power and strength had its time and place, she thought. Maybe again tonight, she smiled to herself?
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