Page 46 of Masked

Her breath caught, and she whirled to look at him. “What about the camera in the elevator?”

“It’s been disabled. No questions. No hesitation. Prove to me you can follow those rules. Strip.”

Her fingers trembled as she unfastened the button in the back of her skirt and lowered the zipper. When it pooled on the floor, she gripped the hem of her blouse and lifted it over her head, so she was only in her bra and panties.

Wanting to hurry and be out of the elevator despite his assurances about the camera, she made quick work of the bra and panties and stepped out of her shoes.

She bent to pick them up, but he shook his head. “Leave them. The elevator is programmed to stay here until you hit the button to go back down.”

The inside of the apartment was breathtaking, but her lack of clothing and uncertainty about what was going to happen next made it difficult to appropriately take it all in.

“It’s gorgeous,” she whispered.

“Thank you. I hope you like the furniture. Everything was old and outdated, so I had a designer come in and replace everything.”

She blinked. “You didn’t have to do that, Noah.”

“Sir.”

“Sir,” she said. “It’s really unnecessary for you to do all of this.”

“Don’t question it. If I want to buy you something or do something nice for you, I will. And you should just take it and be grateful. Most women enjoy being spoiled, Reva.”

“Well, I’m not most women.” She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly self-conscious about her nudity.

He chuckled. “You most certainly are not, little siren. We’ll work on it. For now, just be content in the knowledge that I would have replaced the furniture for any new tenant. It’s not just for you. The only thing I did differently was try to pick colors you would like.”

She noticed then that the living room had pops of teal and purple in it. The two colors she’d told him were her favorite the other night. It never occurred to her why he asked about them.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered.

“Better. Now stop hiding your perfect body from me. Hands behind your head, elbows out. I want to see all of you, my lovely little slut.”

His words sent a tingle of excitement down her spine and straight to her clit, and she obeyed without hesitation.

He came to stand behind her and reached around to cup her breasts. Then he ran his hands down her body until he came to her hips. With his left hand, he cupped her pussy and kissed the back of her neck. “I see you kept the waxing appointment I made for you.”

She blushed. It had been her first ever wax appointment, and she was mortified the entire time the woman was ripping hairs from her most sensitive parts.

It had been oddly erotic to know that she was doing it for Noah, though.

“What time do you have to be at work tomorrow?”

“Seven.”

He sighed. “I guess fucking you in every room of the house can wait until you sign the contract, then. For now, I’ll be nice and let you pick the room. But I get to pick the hole I use.”

Her pussy tightened. Fuck, he was filthy.

“The living room, please.”

“Good choice. Nice big windows for showing you off.”

He helped her lower her hands and led her to the wall of windows.

“The last time you were in this position you hadn’t earned my cock yet. Have you been good enough for me to fuck you in front of this window?”

That was tricky. The wrong answer might make him change his mind about letting her come. If she said yes, that might be perceived as cocky.

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