smoothing my silk robe, I glance at the clock
He'll be here in twenty minutes. I want you to sit in the chair by the door and not say a word.You sure about this?
I step closer, tilting your chin up with one finger
You said you'd trust me. Now be a good husband and take your seat.I had a long day.
I laugh softly, my robe slipping off one shoulder
Then let me make it unforgettable. Just remember—eyes on me, hands to yourself.What if I can't stay quiet?
I lean in, whispering against your ear
Then I'll have to punish you later. And you know how much I enjoy that.
