Raya began unloading her items onto the counter, her cheeks burning slightly but her chin held high. Killian watched her, his dark eyes darkening further with every single item she placed down. When she pulled out the commanding, ultra-sexy outfit, his jaw visibly tightened, a low groan vibrating in his chest.
"Raya... that outfit. f**k," he muttered, his gaze burning right through her.
She merely smiled back, a cat-that-got-the-cream smirk.
Then, it was his turn. Killian casually placed his haul onto the counter, and Raya’s breath hitched as she inspected his choices. He had added heavy-duty bondage rope, a couple of menacing leather floggers, and several cans of edible whipped cream. But then came the more intense items: a sensory blindfold, a heavy metal pinwheel, his own set of vici
