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She heard his guidance on her journey deeper into his world continue with, “Excellent. Now, as you exhale, feel all of the worries of the hard limits discussion leaving your body. All the worries are gone now. You look so beautiful. And so frigging hot right now. You should see yourself blindfolded with your collar and leash on, draped in that exquisite, black lace lingerie lying on this red satin bed.”

She felt her heart starting to race again, imagining the scene in her mind as she listened to Gray’s description. He gently unbuttoned the front of her lingerie exposing her gorgeous breasts. She felt his mouth on her lips first, and then on her neck, and then finally on her aching, waiting breasts. He slowly licked them rhythmically while holding her gorgeous body in his strong hands. “Ahh,” Angelica groaned and swiftly arched her back, as he gently sucked her round swollen nipples, but then paused to observe her thighs. “Please don’t stop,” Angelica begged as she pulled his lips onto her nipples. Edward smiled and bent down as he continued suckling her nipples, and he slowly ran his fingers through her thighs. Angelica was trembling like a fish who had just been pulled from the water. He slowly kissed each of her breasts just once more, before moving his kisses down her body. He took his time roaming across her stomach and finally to her thighs. His strong hands cupped and squeezed her buttocks as she opened them wider on the Red Playroom bed.

Her nipples were red and looked plumped as he rubbed them with his fingertips. He spread her legs wider and touched her delicate lips and slowly worked in between her legs. She started feeling goose bumps all over her body as he moved her hips up. As she was being stroked hard, she moaned in pleasure and felt swept away, intoxicated.

He stroked her hard as she moved seductively like a snake on the satin sheets moaning his name. Replying in his deepest voice to guide her deeper, he said, “I want you to close your eyes and think of your most unfulfilled deep desires and touch yourself gently with your favorite vibrating toy,” he said, placing the powerful Magic Wand in the palm of her hand. “Stroke yourself as if you have never been touched before in your whole life,” he whispered in her ears.

She groaned as she rubbed herself gently and then harder against the toy and felt as if she was trapped in a dream of ultimate seduction.

“I will show you a new world but don’t forget to ask permission before you climax, Kitten. You don’t want to get into trouble with Mr. Gray.”

“Yes, sir,” Angelica’s voice trembled as she edged closer and closer to her ultimate joy.

He caressed her body with eyes full of great lust. Edward gently stroked very gently inside her with his fingertips while Angelica was trembling, holding the toy pressed outside her.

“Sir,” she gasped. Unable to speak for a moment, she finally begged, “May I cum?”

“Say please!” Gray demanded.

“Please, please, sir,” she urged desperately.

“Yes. You may cum just once,” he said as he released her.

She screamed in intense pleasure while holding on to the steel frame headboard tightly as he pleased her body and let her shine through a whole new sensual experience full of intensity and discovery.

Angelica lay still, locked from the intensity still flowing through her. She breathed in gulps of air as her body wound down from the high-pitched waves she had felt over and over again. She was finally calming down from a heart that had raced wildly and now slowly returned to a steadier beat, but still pounding in her chest.

It was the most adventurous night yet for their newly forged bond, and it left her speechless. Gray had opened some brand-new doors yet to be explored with his hard limits conversation—some that she was about to enter. His world was taking Angelica to new levels in every part of her life, especially after so many years of unsatisfied sensual desires in her past but not anymore.

CHAPTER TEN

Cinderella’s Ball

Angelica’s legs stirred, rubbing against the soft silky feel of Edward’s Egyptian cotton sheets in his king-sized master bed. She had spent the night with him after her adventures in the Red Playroom the night before. Far too exhausted to drive home last evening, she did not even remember falling asleep. She stretched like a big cat in the huge bed and turned her head to find Edward missing, replaced by a note on his pillow left for her.

Up early for meetings in the office. Help yourself to coffee and juice in the kitchen or anything you might need. May I pick you up at 5:30 for the drive to Tampa for our special event? Text me later when you know your schedule and availability. Smiles from Edward PS: You looked absolutely amazing last night in your “Fashion Show” and beyond words afterward…

Her face beamed reading Edward’s note while lying in his bed even though she was a bit sad to have missed him before he left for the office. It was still fairly early, and the morning light was just coming up. She turned over on her side to look out at the ocean for just a few more minutes before coffee.

This was a dream life. The ocean was so beautifully peaceful. She could faintly hear the waves gently breaking with their steady rhythm every ten seconds or so. No wonder she slept so soundly and deeply here. Edward’s entire world had a rhythm and power to it. Even the soundtrack playing 24/7 from the ocean itself seemed to feel just right.

Heaven, she thought as she finally got up to head for that coffee. Walking across the sweeping living room alone, she realized Edward had entrusted his entire home to her which gave her a good feeling. She felt the weight of the thermos-style stainless steel coffee pot that Edward had left full and waiting just for her. As she poured, the great aroma wafted upward, and she smiled. She loved the smell of coffee. But most of all, she loved that he had made it just for her.

She looked at the time and started gathering up all the bags and boxes from the shopping spree. Time to rush home and get ready for her half-day at the office. She had made arrangements to leave early on Friday for the special event in Tampa with her very own Mr. Gray.

After loading the car, she locked his front door behind her as she headed out. Her heart was racing as she pressed the gas pedal. Tonight, she had a date with destiny, and she could hardly wait for the fancy gala event and to see Edward again!

She needed to run home to shower and get ready as she began planning her day in her head and what she would wear to the office. No need to worry about lunch today as she would be out of the office by noon or 1 o’clock at the latest as she had arranged. It was a beautiful drive home with not a cloud in the blue skies, but she kept the car top up just to make sure none of the treasures from the shopping spree came flying out of her convertible as she sped across the bridge. Sarasota was just waking up, and a new chapter was waiting for her.

Racing to get ready for work and literally zooming through calls and projects all morning at the office, she counted the minutes until she could leave to go get her hair and nails done at Ana Molinari’s salon which was her favorite place to get really made up for a special evening like tonight. The day would be fully packed to get ready for the big event. All over Tampa Bay, hundreds of others were getting ready for the big black-tie affair that evening. But for Angelica, this could be the first of many such special events in this new world if all went well for them tonight. She hoped Edward would want to invite her for more such evenings. She so wanted to look perfect for him tonight.

The closer the clock counted down to time for Cinderella to go to the ball, the more nervous and anxious she felt. The anticipation and a hundred little worries were simply killing her inside. But all that was laced with images of her and Edward together at the event as she imagined it on a movie screen in her mind, which played over and over. Most of all, she never wanted it to be over with her and Edward. The way he made her feel in and out of the bedroom was brand new, and she almost ached when she thought of him.

Her day marched on, and work was finally ready to release her to another world waiting just outside. She dashed to the spa first, and she was glad to be on time for her nail appointment because she had just enough time for all the magic that afternoon. First, she had to choose which dress to wear. Edward had left it up to her to select. If she wore the champagne gold gown, then a French manicure would be the ticket. But if she was going to wear the black sequin “maneater” backless number with the red bottom Louboutin shoes, then fire engine red nails and lipstick would be the choice.

“Your hottest red,” she told the nail tech as they began with feet and toes in the swirling foot bath. Following her pedicure came the matching manicure table across the room. She loved watching the color go on with just a touch of gleam even after they dried. The color would certainly make a statement.

Next, her long blonde hair had an appointment with Samantha, the only person she trusted to touch her color. She had a terrible experience once before, and so had many of her girlfriends, with someone ruining their hair with color treatments over the years. Imagine that happening on a day like today. Oh my god, that would be the worst imaginable way to ruin the big event just hours away.

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