“Turn around,” he commanded, and I obeyed. I set the mask down and faced the full length mirror, watching as his hand carefully brushed my mass of hair over one shoulder, knuckles kissing the nape of my neck. His fingers trailed down the bare skin at my back, eliciting a shiver through my entire body. He met my stare in the mirror as he found the first button. “Look at you,” he said, lowering his lips to brush the tip of my ear. “So beautiful.” The entire world could have been drowning and I wouldn’t have cared. I was set ablaze, every part of me honed in on his fingers, his chest at my back,
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