"Up you go, angel. Lean forward, palms flat on top of the vanity." I hesitate a beat gathering my strength before standing up and assuming the position Lexington directed me to. "Good girl."
His praise causes a pleasure all its own to warm my chest but only for a fraction of a second until I remember why I'm standing this way.
The bodysuit Lexington acquired for me is lace down the back leading to a G-string thong, leaving my behind exposed. Lexington pulls up the back of my silk robe, letting it ghost across my calves, thighs, and behind in a soft caress before gathering it at my waist. As the cooler air of the room kisses my skin, desire pools in my belly even while my muscles tense in anticipation of what I know is to come. Moving the small strip of fabric that covers my most private parts, his fingers dive into my folds before running the length of my slick flesh. "Look in the mirror, angel."
