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Once her body was covered, Master Anderson grabbed Brie’s phone off the counter. “Say sushi!”
Brie laughed as he took the picture.
“Before we partake, let me get a real camera.” Sir left the room and returned a short time later with his camera.
He took a series of photos. Lowering the camera when he was finished, Sir winked at her.
God, how she loved the way Sir worshipped her body. He never tired of looking at it and continually came up with creative ways to admire it.
Master Anderson clapped Sir on the shoulder. “I think we have outdone ourselves, buddy. Truly a work of art. Now, let’s eat!”
The uncovering was just as sensual as the covering. Both men tickled her skin with the light touch of the chopsticks as they deftly took each piece off her body.
Ever the gentlemen, for every morsel they took for themselves, they each shared one with her, which meant she was eating twice as much as they were. It didn’t take long before she had to cry uncle.
“No more please,” she giggled.
Master Anderson looked at Sir. “It appears she is filled to the gills.”
Sir chuckled as he took a piece from her left nipple and placed it in his mouth, chewing slowly as he stared at her.
Brie’s heart began to race. It was extremely sensual watching him eat the food from her body.
She lay quietly, soaking in the experience as she watched both men fill up on sushi and chat with one another.
Brie couldn’t imagine a better way to spend an afternoon.
Luckiest girl in the world!
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When Brie saw the moving van pull up to Rytsar’s house, her heart dropped. She looked over at Sir and whimpered.
“It’s happening…”
They walked to his house, surprised that he hadn’t told them he was moving out of the house permanently. Staring at the moving van, Brie felt her heart catch. She didn’t want this to be their reality.
Maxim answered the door and immediately let them in. “He is in the back bedroom.”
Hope’s room…
She didn’t know how she could possibly let him go.
Rytsar was personally packing Hope’s things. When they entered the bedroom, he looked up with a somber expression.
“What’s going on?” Sir asked.
He sighed in resignation. “I woke up last night andknewit was time.”
“But why are you packing all your things?” Brie asked.
Rytsar looked at her and frowned sadly. “I know myself,radost moya. If I have this place to escape to, I will never commit to the boy.”
“Will we ever see you again?” she choked out.
He reached for her and enfolded her in his embrace. “Of course. I will come to visit…in time, and I trust you will visit us in Russia.”
Brie was crushed by the news.
