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“Come here, Theia.”

She walked over and took a seat next to me, staring down at her hands. I tilted my head closer to hers.

“Are you nervous?”

Her eyes darted up towards me, those blue-grey depths filled with an emotion I couldn’t read.

“Yes, I mean, no, I mean… I wasn’t expecting you to want this when Remi said you requested to see me.”

The light in the other room switched on as the door to it opened and in walked a man and a woman.

“This isn’t for me. It’s for you.”

She blinked.

“What? Why would—”

“I want you to watch. Don’t take your eyes off what’s happening in the other room.”

I pitched my voice lower, wanting her to know this wasn’t a request. Theia visibly shivered, shut her mouth, and turned her gaze to the other room. I glanced over at the occupants. The man had dark hair, and the woman was a redhead. He was undressing her. I wasn’t remotely stirred by the sight, but when I turned my gaze back towards Theia and caught the way she bit her lip, my hand twitched in my lap. The urge to pull her lip from her teeth made my jaw clench.

This is for her. She said she feels safe with you… and you know what she wants.

She shifted in her seat a minute later, her hands rubbing against her bare thighs. I glanced at the scene, finding the two participants were nude, their mouths locked together and their hands exploring each other’s bodies. I’d asked Remi to tell them to make it a sensual experience. This scene was for Theia’s benefit, not mine.

My eyes went back to her, watching the way her lips parted and her pupils dilated. I might not be able to read people’s body language very well, but this… I knew what this meant. I leaned closer until my mouth was almost at her ear.

“Is this turning you on?” I murmured.

Theia almost jumped at the sound of my voice. Her eyes darted over to me, and her hands wrapped around her thighs.

“Keep watching, Theia.”

She flushed as her gaze went back to the scene.

“It is,” she whispered in a barely audible voice as if scared of admitting the truth to me.

“Then I want you to touch yourself.”

Theia let out a choked sound.

“Wh—”

“Run your fingers over your body.”

For a moment, I thought she was going to refuse, tell me this was crazy and demand to know what was going on. Her body trembled as she uncurled her hands from her thighs. She placed her fingers on her chest and ran them down the centre. I watched her movements, mesmerised by the delicate way she brushed the tips of her fingers along her bared skin. Her breathing grew more laboured as she continued. This was what she wanted. For someone to tell her exactly what to do. To make it all about her.

“That’s it. Now, circle your nipple with your thumb over your clothes.”

Her small pant was the most delicious sound I’d ever heard. I almost buried my face in her neck and asked her to moan. Her hand enclosed around her breast and her thumb hovered over it.

“Gil…”

“Are you going to be a good girl and do as you’re told?”

Her head bobbed as her thumb brushed over her nipple. Her body rolled slightly. I looked at the scene in front of us. The two of them were on the bed now. He had his face buried between the woman’s thighs. Her hands were dug into his hair as her back arched off the bed.

“Do you want someone to be on their knees for you? For them to worship your body the way it deserves?”

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