Book 3 of 5. 5 book omnibus
B00CMJ7M8A now available.
Rita's growing to love her new identity as Lily. Lily does things Rita wouldn't dare to do. She's comfortable with her body in a way that Rita's never been, and she's learning how to handle her new dom, Mr Henley. He takes her on a shopping trip and buys her a gown fit for a princess. After a steamy time in the fitting room, he suggests a night out to show off her new clothes. But she's torn. A real date would make it so much harder to keep her emotions out of the equation. Should she follow her heart and accept his invitation?
Contains a lesson in the power of submission, a trying on session with extra raunch and the promise of something more.
This short story is roughly 6,600 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.
He closed the door to the smaller room and Lily stood dumbstruck, her back to the full-length mirror. He handed her the corset and a black pair of French knickers before taking a seat on the twin of the sofa outside. The hunger in his eyes made her skin prickle.
He sat with his legs wide, lounging with his arms along the back of the couch. The picture of wealthy entitlement ready for the show to begin.
She wasn't going to disappoint him.
"Look at me," he said.
She'd been dying to meet his gaze. When she did, a jolt of electricity passed between them. He wasn't cold and hard any more. His green eyes blazed with heat. Without another word, she hung the lingerie up beside the mirror, put her handbag on the floor and slipped off her trainers. Next time, she would wear some proper shoes. They were more fitting for a striptease.
Slowly, she undid her jeans and eased them down her legs. His gaze swept down her body and she had to fight the urge to pull her t-shirt over her thighs. He wanted to see her. The time for being coy had passed.
Holding her jeans out to the side, she dropped them with a flourish and took hold of her plain white t-shirt. She lifted it like a stage curtain, revealing her burgundy thong and bending one knee to show her legs to their advantage.
He licked his lips, his eyes darting over the bare skin now on show.
A flush of heat spread out from her chest. With the mirror at her back, she didn't know if she was visibly blushing. The more he looked at her, the less she worried about it.
Her t-shirt went higher and she sucked in her belly, not wanting to spoil the picture he had of her.
"Don't," he told her "I want to see all of you."
She tugged the t-shirt over her head, still holding everything in. What did he mean?
He left the sofa and came to place his hands on her belly and back. "Breathe, Lily. I want to see the curve of your belly. I want to know every inch of you."
She let out the breath she'd been holding and he ran his hands over her soft skin.
"Don't ever hide anything from me." He held her firmly, his eyes peering deep into her darkest corners.
About Neneh Gordon
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Published November 7, 2012
by French Letters Press.
Romance, Erotica, Literature & Fiction.