He also inspired fantasies in me I had never before known to exist.
Not only was he an intense physical force, but he also had a way with words that was enticingly eloquent; he commanded every aspect of my imagination and my attention.
Ropes, handcuffs, blindfolds, rough play, elaborate fantasies, the rendering of complete control — Nick demanded all of these things from me, and more.
Except, I was never his submissive, like he expected, or like Ana was to Christian.
I took this as all the more reason to keep my distance from him.
As someone with a fierce appreciation for literature, I have to admit, I hated the "Fifty Shades of Grey" series.
While I could understand the surface appeal of relentless sexual tension, a tortured alpha male, the destruction of innocence and the excitement of sexual awakening, the actual storyline and delivery fell flat for me.
Having just ended a particularly bad relationship, I found myself reeling into the typical post-breakup desire to become occupied with everything other than romance.
Right around this time, I met Nick entirely by chance.