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He’s assessing me. Analyzing me at every moment, searching my eyes for whatever I can’t say.
He did it when we met at the café, and I remember being caught off guard by how easily he could read me.
But now, I welcome it.
And standing before him, I’m more than happy to relinquish control.
The slightest twitch of his hand is the only sign that he’s as affected by this as I am.
“Untie your robe,” he says, his voice low, the timbre sending a chill up my spine.
I just know that when he finally talks dirty to me, it will be exquisite.
I look down at the rope of fabric that keeps the robe wrapped around me. It only takes a second to unhook the knot and let the garment fall open, exposing even more of my body only covered by the sheer fabric of the nightgown.
My nipples are painful and straining for attention as I feel Vincent’s eyes on me.
But I can’t look back up at him. I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle what I see there.
“Take it off,” he commands. “And show me how well you wear what I bought you.”
Oh, fuck.
I’m pretty sure I’m about to short circuit.
The robe falls to the floor, and I’m left only in the gown. It ends barely past the top of my thighs, and I’m exposed to the night air, the chill sending goosebumps across my body.
I finally chance a glance back up at Vincent.
Even though I’m the one standing, he still holds all the power.
He sits in my armchair as if it’s a throne, and I have the urge to drop to my knees in front of him.
The way his eyes rake across my body, focusing on my chest, I’ve never felt more beautiful.
“Perfect,” he says to himself. “You’re just fucking perfect.”
And I believe him.
I believe him.
“Isn’t she?” he asks, still staring at my chest.
“She is,” Landon agrees behind me. “Exquisite.”
I swallow a whimper.
“I can smell how wet you are,” Vincent murmurs. “I think I could live off the scent of your sweet cunt for the rest of my life.”
Oh. Oh.
I’m speechless at his words. I’m drunk on everything he says and I yearn for whatever comes out of his mouth next.
Even a day ago, I couldn’t imagine standing like this in front of him.
But it feels so right.
“Turn around,” he orders. “And show Landon how pretty you look.”
