Arden:
What a sweet torture it is watching her brush her teeth and ready herself for bed. She had gotten to where this part of her nightly routine was done naked because I would command her to do so. Tonight, she is doing it wearing a white silk nighty that tortures me all the same as it would if she were naked.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, catching me staring for the fourth time tonight.
“Yes, my angel. Everything is perfect. I am just so relieved to have you home with me again.”
Her sweet smile and flushed cheeks that had burned brightly for me all evening added to her beauty.
I pulled her close as she left our bathroom, letting my hand slide low on her hip while the other cupped her face.
“Can I kiss you, Ashton?” I would beg her right now for the slightest thing to let a d
