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A door creaked, but I didn’t dare look away froaze I heard the footsteps behind , Chloe”

My heart stuttered

“Yes, good evening, Chloe,” Sir said Chloe was the role I played ere with our lover, Emir We’d met him at an exclusive sex club in Paris where anonymity had been of utmost i They were like terms of endearment, now

E over aze, the same as a priceless jewel or an exotic autoolden brown skin, and dark whorls of chest hair showed in the parted collar of his black button-down shirt

Neil and I hadn’t seen E his divorce and had kept his sexual proclivitiesin ourcould happen, seemed like a dream

“Do you understand the ter from his chair

I nodded

“Answer me”

My breath halted in my throat “Yes, Sir”

“Our usual safe word system is in place,” he went on “Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir”

Eertip across my collarbones, then in a line down the V of flesh revealed by the dress’s low neckline He pulled one side back, then the other, baring my breasts in my satin bra