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“Nudity?”

“Yellow.” It came out as a whisper, just barely heard.

Hmm.

“No judgment, princess, but why are you unsure about showing your beautiful body to me?”

“There are parts of my body I’m not comfortable with.”

“You’re exquisite, princess. I knew you would be.”

She blushed. “Thank you for the compliment, Lobo.”

“Can you tell me what part of your body it is you aren’t comfortable with?”

Her eyes gazed into his. “My arms. I don’t like them to be bare. It’s silly, but… just don’t remove the sleeves. I can handle anything else.”

Okay. That’s a new one.

He nodded. “Sleeves are red; all else is green. Got it.”

“You’re not unhappy? I mean, my limits tonight are pretty boring, I’m guessing. Wouldn’t you rather be playing with someone who is open to more?”

He brushed her knuckles with his thumb, eyes never leaving hers. “I’m here tonight only because you are, and I want to give you what you need.”

She smiled shyly at him. “I’m flattered. You didn’t say tonight, and I should have asked first in case you had plans. I’m sorry. Not particularly good submissive behavior.”

“Well, I did intend for my invitation to be whenever you were ready, so we’ll let it slide. This time,” he warned her. “And I was planning on texting you, anyway, to see what other mischief I could convince you to get into.” He winked at her, producing that nervous giggle in her again.

Her face sobered as she stared at his chest. She began to reach out her hand to touch him, then stopped, remembering that she shouldn’t without permission.

“I worry that I won’t please you.”

And that’s my cue.

Without a pause, he swept her up into his arms and took her toward the mirrors. He slid her down to stand in front of him so that she could see herself with him behind her. “Look at yourself in the mirror, Flame. Your eyes are never to leave us and what I’m doing to you. You are not to look at me other than through the mirror. You are not to look away or close your eyes, even briefly. Just watch us in the mirror.”

He pulled her tight against his front. Her eyes went wide again, and there was a quiet gasp. Their eyes met in the mirror.

“Do I seem displeased?”

“N-n-no.”

“Exactly. My body is the easy part. You already pleased me when we were doing no more than chatting over the computer, so you have no worries there, little Flame. Now…” His hands slid to hold her upper biceps lightly. “Let’s begin.”

9

APRIL 13TH

Sylvan

Sylvan tried to remain calm, but her heart felt like it was pounding so hard that her chest actually ached. She could see her pulse battering the skin of her neck like it was something caged and trying to break free. Lobo had also seen it because he let go of her arm and brushed the back of his hand against it. Then, he replaced his hand to its previous position.

She watched his hands as they slid up and down her arms from shoulder to elbow, barely skimming the surface. His fingers felt warm through her clothing but sent sparks throughout her body when he grazed her bare skin at the shoulder. She wanted the sleeves removed so that she could feel the tingles and flares the entire time he touched her, but then she worried she would combust and become a total pile of ash if they did.

And she didn’t want him to see her arms. She didn’t even want to see them.

His right arm came across her chest, just above the bodice of her bodysuit, the fingers holding onto her opposite shoulder. The other arm slid to cover her waist where the boning of it met the silk wraparound skirt.

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