Annabelle called out to Edwards from the bedroom, her voice trembling with the strain of exhaustion. "Please, help me unzip my dress. I can't reach the zipper," she pleaded, her fingers fumbling behind her back. Edwards took a few steps forward, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood behind her. He gently pulled her hair up, exposing the delicate nape of her neck, and slowly he unzipped her dress, trying as much as possible to avoid any physical contact.
Edwards gulped down nervously as her dress slipped off her shoulders, revealing her bare milky skin. His eyes widened at the sight, the soft curve of her neck leading down to her slender back. He quickly snapped out of his trance, cursing himself inwardly. He knew he couldn't allow himself to be tempted, not when they had made clear rules about their arrangement. He wouldn't be the first to break those rules.
