With his good looks, aristocratic connections, and money, he’s never had to work and he’s rarely slept alone.

The #1 New York Times bestseller-a thrilling new romance from E L James, author of the phenomenal bestselling Fifty Shades Trilogy. It has tear strength, durability, flexibility and soft hand in an extensive variety. This cover material is the industry standard, well-known for its traditional and modern look. The slipcase is covered in Skivertex MATARA Black. 'Signed First Edition' is printed in yellow on the same surface. The book title and the author's name are printed on the front surface in red. They have been manufacturing creative coverings since 1892. Sealed.Ībout the slipcase - The slipcase material is from Winter and Company Fine Leather Visuals. The true first UK printing was issued as a softcover and not a hardcover book. First printing with the full number line on the copyright page starting with 1 and ending with 2. Be one of the first collectors in the world to obtain this signed book before it sells out, never to be offered again! This special slipcased version is exclusive to veryfinebooks and is not available for sale anywhere else. Published by arrangement with Vintage Books, an imprint of The Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Random House LLC.Personally signed by E.L James directly onto the title page. “Mister,” she whispers as I run my thumb down her cheek.Įxcerpted from: THE MISTER, by E L James. “What’s my name?” I murmur against her lips. I want nothing more than to bury myself in this girl-but I don’t think she’ll let me.

Her tongue hesitant and faltering against mine. She tastes of warmth and grace and sweet seduction. I deepen the kiss, my tongue teasing her lips, and she opens her mouth. She stills in my arms, then brings her hands up to clutch my biceps, closing her eyes as she accepts me. “Alessia,” I breathe, and kiss her again, softly, slowly, so as not to frighten her. Clasping her plait at the base of her neck, I tug lightly, bringing her lips up to mine. I slide my fingers under her scarf and gently slip it off her head. She melts against the length of my body, her warmth leaching into me. I feel her feather-light touch, everywhere.Īnd before I can stop myself, I pull her into my embrace and wrap my arms around her. I freeze, closing my eyes as her tender touch reverberates through my body. An ethereal vision in the muted light, she tentatively raises her hand and traces my lips with her fingertips.

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