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let's figure this out together.” He easily repositioned her, laying her head in his lap so he could stroke her forehead and watch her reactions. “Do you agree that we share many common interests and opinions? That we converse together easily and enjoy spending time together?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “And do you agree we experienced an instant, intense sexual attraction to one another?”
    “I think that goes without saying.” She grinned up at him and a deep blush flamed her cheeks.
    “Ah, now we are getting someplace.” He ran his thumb over her heated skin. “So it's something in the way we made love that has you and your friend concerned?”
    He phrased it as a question, but his serious expression left no doubt he was deliberately steering the conversation to this particular subject. He watched the color travel down from her cheeks, along her neck to the gentle swell of her breasts that was visible above the collar of her blouse.
    “I don't want to talk about this anymore.” She tried to sit up. He made sure that she couldn't by draping one arm heavily across her middle and snaking one hand into her hair.
    “But we're going to talk about it, Eleanor, because if we can't be open and honest with each other, we will never work out.” He stared down at her, his eyes dark with emotion. “And I want us to work out very badly.”
    He brought her head up for a searing kiss. When he finished, she was panting.
    “When we made love you came apart for me, and we haven't even scratched the surface of what I want to do to and with you. Very few people in this world are lucky enough to find their true match, and when it happens, there's no denying it. I believe that's happened with us.” His certainty was unmistakable.
    “But you made me behave, for lack of a better word, in a way that goes against who I am.”
    Jackson didn't miss her pleading tone or the confusion mirrored in her expressive eyes.
    “You responded to me exactly as you wanted to. We've shared unbelievable joy and satisfaction of more than just our bodies. You knew the moment we met that I am a Dominant and you responded immediately, whether you were aware of it or not.” He smoothed her hair back from her face.
    “But I am not a submissive.” She ground out the last word with obvious distaste. “I am in charge of my life, Jackson. I don't need a man to take care of me.”
    “Being submissive is not synonymous with weakness. Your individuality, your strong sense of self, your independence are all things that enhance our experience of exploring control or the lack there of. You have as much power as I do. You allowed me to take charge of more than just the lovemaking, but I forced nothing. I simply showed you some of the benefits of giving yourself over to another person. To come together the way we have involves the utmost trust between both people.” He resumed stroking her hair and forehead.
    “I don't understand how you can be so certain we're meant for each other after such a short time.” She reached up and touched his chin gently. “I'm not the type of woman who has regular men professing instant attraction and desire for my person. It's a little hard for me to believe coming from a studly, yummy, manly specimen like you.” Her shy, playful smile, coupled with the warm sweep of her fingertips along his jaw line had his cock hardening instantly.
    “First of all, every man you have met before me is an idiot.” He traced lazy circles around the tip of her nipple that was now poking against the fabric of her shirt. “Second of all, never question that what I tell you is the truth, especially when it comes to my feelings for you.” He massaged the underside of her breast before moving his hand to tickle along her rib cage. “And, finally, thank you for the compliment, but you forgot ‘unquestionably in control'.” He raised an eyebrow and grinned down at her with decadent promise.
    “I've been on my own for a long time, Jackson. If