*Scarlett*
He still immediately, his eyes drifting down to mine, a question in his. Concern, not anger or impatience. He simply waits, a heartbeat, two. “Changed your mind?”
I shake my head, “No, just testing that I retain the ability to speak.”
“You might lose it after a while. But by the time that happens, you won’t want to stop. You’ll think you’ll die if we do.”
“Will you feel the same?” I ask.
He smiles crookedly, “I suspect so. But I will stop if you wish it. You are in absolute control. If you are agreeable, I’m simply going to remove your pins. Then your buttons, your laces, your bows.”
I dare to flatten my palm against his chest, can feel the hard and heavy thudding of his heart. “Your clothing?”
“Have you ever seen a naked man before?” He asks.
My mouth goes dry as I slowl
