Page 173 of Unstoppable Billionaire

The girls and I used to tease Cat that this exercise was called Kegel Hell, but she insisted we do it."It's the strength in the smallest muscles that will save you from breaking your neck on the pole.Every muscle is essential for a top-dollar performance.Don't neglect these.You will thank me for them later."

"Fuck, Siri.What you can do with your body is incredible!"

I giggle."I intend to torture you with my contortions!"I relax, let him go, and bring my legs to the ground, standing up.I run my finger over the gold plate."I just had a funny thought."I smile into his hungry eyes."Maybe you should have looked instead for a shock collar."

"Maybe I should have."We both crack up, knowing I really would wear one."You know, maybe I will, Kinky Thang.Are you ready for the rest of your surprise?"He puts his hands on my shoulders and slowly turns me around.

My eyes blink wide."Oh, My Fucking Golden God!Aurei Moore!It's gorgeous too!"Hanging from a portable clothes display rack is a jacket-length, white fox fur coat."This is beyond awesome!"

He slips his arms around my waist and nuzzles my neck."Your heart is too warm and generous.I don't want you to ever be cold again."He places sweet little kisses next to my new collar.

"I don't know what to say."

He lifts his head."Then don't say anything.Go try it on."

I glide toward it, then realize it is covering something."There's more?"

He chuckles."Yes.There is always more with Moore."

I turn around and flash him a big beautiful smile."You are earning so many brownie points!"

"That I intend to collect on."He grins at me.

I turn back to the jacket and gently push it open.Inside is a shimmering black and blue toga-style dress with only one shoulder and layers of soft fabric draping down into beautiful folds.The material is like silk, but not."It's beautiful, Aurei," I tell him as I touch it, running my hand into the depths and lifting it to watch the light play on it.It's iridescent."It's absofuckinglutely gorgeous beyond gorgeous."The stitching is small and precise but not made by a machine.It has been custom designed and sewn by hand."This is what the lady at the dress store measured me for."

"Yes.It is."

I turn around to face him."You are the sweetest man ...EVER.Thank you so much."

"You're welcome so much."He opens his arms, and I melt into them.His Sugar Bare hug makes my world seem indestructible.

"Where are you taking the luckiest girl in the world in my new dress and coat?"I lay my head back and smile.His eyes begin to twinkle, and the crinkle is there.

"Dancing, of course."His smile slides over his teeth, and his tongue touches the corner.

"You know how I am when there is a song, a dance floor, and an audience."I tease him.

"I know.Unstoppable."He grins then swats my ass playfully."Go freshen up so I can take my Dancing Diva out for a night on the town."

I giggle."I like the way you think, Mr.Moore.Truly, I do."

Aurei watches from the chair by the window as I slip into my custom dress.The soft fabric falls against my skin and lays clinging to it like soft tissue.Its openness is deceiving because of the cut and the tiny hand stitches that ensure it fits snug, but it's not binding.It looks for all the world like a small bed sheet tossed over me that barely covers anything, but testing its movement proves everything stays protected.There is no way to wear a bra or panties, so I'm naked underneath, and that makes me happy."Aurei, this dress is a work of art!"

"Mmhmm."He says."The tailor is an old family friend.Her mother was the tailor for my grandmother.She handmade all her ballet costumes."

"I'm honored!It fits like a glove too!"I grin at him as I slip into my black leather stilettos.

The fabric flows off my shoulder, hangs down in ample folds, and then wraps around the front and back below my waist.The front angle crosses my thighs mini skirt length, and the back angle hugs my butt cheek.That hip is completely covered.The fabric also flows and lays lightly on that breast while it bridges my cleavage and falls off the other breast halfway between my nipple and the outer curve, where it then falls open past the hip.There is no back.The key that keeps the front against my pussy and prevents my tits from being exposed, other than a few very well-placed pieces of fabric tape, is the cut and stitches that hug my butt.The toga falls straight off the back of the shoulder in ample folds, lands, and lays on my butt where it then drapes over my ass cheeks and meets the front fabric where it tapers in massive folds and fans out, stopping halfway down my thighs.

I twirl around, bend over and touch the floor, then I drop, bounce, flip my hair, and roll-up.Everything stays in place, and the fabric appears to float around me.It is a gown designed for a red carpet event.

"Mmm.You look like a delicious Diva, Wild Thang."

I strut my stuff over to him."You look like a delicious Dom."

He looks down at his clothes and chuckles."Dom?Black slacks, a white shirt, and a blue bow tie?What's so Dom about it?"

"It's the attitude, Sugar Bare.It's all about the attitude, and right now, you are oozing it."

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