Dress Up

"Be a good girl and take off your clothes."

Adrenaline and pure excitement coursed through my veins as my eyes glazed over. Using slow and sensual movements, I clasped the edge of my dress and pulled it up over my head. 

Tossing the dress on the couch, I allowed Christian to take in the sight of my meticulously planned black bra and panty set, watching as his eyes darkened. After a momentary pause, I reached around and unclasped my bra, tossing it to the side. 

"You're so beautiful," he said, walking over to my side. He was standing so close to me that I could feel his breath on my skin, but he didn't touch me. 

His gold chain was now fully exposed, dangling down my neck. He reached down and lifted the end of it, brushing the area between my breasts in the process. 

"This. How do you have this?" he asked. 

"You recognize it? It was the very first gift you've ever given me. A token of our first time," I explained, showing it off proudly.