Sacha's POV
I sat on his special-made bed in his bedroom, waiting for him to get out of the shower. It was now time for our very first encounter and I was shaking like a leaf during a storm.
"You're still dress?" he asked, stepping into my vision, wrapped with a white bath towel around his lower body. He looked at me attentively as I got off the bed and started taking off my clothes.
"Slower," he ordered and I obliged. I removed the straps to my dress as if I was in a slow motion film and Christian was the director. The dress dropped to my feet and I stepped out of it.
"Leave those on," he ordered again, stating that I should remain in my underwear.
He moved closer towards me and pulled me against his rock hard chest. He trailed his lips to my neck, just as before, and sucked on my se
