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Not the way I have. “It’d give us something to do,” I say with a chuckle. Movement flashes across the screen of my mobile again, and I look down just in time to see Elizabeth pull her sweatshirt over her head. She has a tank top on underneath, but I still feel like I just witnessed something I wasn’t supposed to. And fuck, I want to see it again.

The bedroom was dark. Only the bright light from a large tablet screen lit up Elena’s face. On the screen was a picture of Mike Hermes Vance, the world's biggest movie star. He had sharp eyes, a hard jawline, and a body that looked like it was carved out of marble. Elena stared at the picture. Her breath was already shallow. She lay flat on her back, her legs spread wide on her silk sheets. She was completely naked. The cool air from the fan blew over her skin, making her shiver.

Ella replied. “But what is mom wearing in the picture?” Ezra questioned. Elizabeth kept quiet for a while, letting the silence take over as she stared at the picture. It was a picture of Kaka and Zara where she was wearing a ballet outfit. Elizabeth had no idea where or when that was taken. “That's her ballet outfit. She used to love ballet. It's a type of dancing outfit.” She replied, a flicker of guilt hovering her eyes as she mumbled to herself, ‘I bet she still does.’

“You kissed a random girl at a club! There are pictures about to drop!” “I was drunk. Horny. A beautiful woman was there. I made a human decision.” Lizzy’s mouth tightened. “And now I get to clean it up, again.” She finally looked at me properly. Her brows lifted. “Who’s this?” Cade smiled. “My new assistant.” Elizabeth gave me a once-over like I was a clearance item she didn’t order. “Well. At least she’s easy on the eyes this time.” I opened my mouth to clap back, but Cade’s hand brushed mine under the table.

Chester was at a loss for words. Then, he snatched Shaun’s phone. The latest story that Eliza posted was yesterday, which featured a photo of Eliza, Catherine, Suzie, and Lucas. Eliza wore a mustard yellow bikini, and her hair was tied in a bun, revealing her pretty face, slim waist, and fair and long legs. Describing her figure as curvy was not an overstatement at all. The sunlight was shining on her face, and there was a faint smile in her eyes. Her previous post featured all kinds of delicious food.

When they finally found a vacant room, Elliot was now fully hard. “I love big cocks, Elliot,” Liz said, ” how long is it?” “Ten,” was all he said, “pleawe, take off your, clothes and let me see your body!” Jenny did a slow strip tease, hanging first her bra then her panties on Elliot’s erection until by the time she was naked, she was leaking cunt juice down her thighs!

Another part — the treacherous, curious part — was already throbbing with unwanted heat. Slowly, defiantly, she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing small, perky breasts with pierced nipples. Then the jeans came off, followed by her black thong. She stood completely naked in the center of the room, trying to look unbothered even as her cheeks burned. Elena’s green eyes darkened with approval as they roamed over Riley’s body. “Beautiful,” she murmured. “And so much potential.” She picked up a thin black leather collar from the table and stepped forward, fastening it snugly around Riley’s neck. The click of the buckle sounded loud in the quiet room.

He realised that as he was following Taz, but he was certain that that was a setting that could be adjusted. The music in the room grew hushed, and everyone quieted down from their lively conversations as the light in the room dimmed and a spotlight shone on the opening ceiling. A cross carrying a woman- no, Elizabeth, began lowering slowly from the parted space. Elizabeth’s hands and legs were cuffed to the board. She was dressed in grey latex; however, dressed is putting it too generously, while the neck, shoulders and stomach were covered; her ass, her pussy and her breasts were left exposed, glistening and red as if they had been abused in ways only he was allowed to them in.

A wicked sense of rebellion. Without another word, Elizabeth turned and walked quietly back to her room. She shut the door behind her and picked up the black bikini from where she’d thrown it earlier. As she slipped it on, she felt her heart beating faster. The material was soft but tight, hugging every curve like it was meant to claim her. The top pushed her breasts up slightly, the straps thin and delicate. The bottoms sat low on her hips, almost scandalous. She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time. She felt exposed, but powerful too.

"Right now, I want you to strip for me, take off everything but those sexy heels." Elena obeyed, fumbling with one hand to unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She could feel Kane's eyes on her every move, devouring every inch of exposed skin. She stood before him completely naked except for her heels, feeling powerless yet powerful all at once. "Fuck," Kane breathed, looking her up and down. "Look at you, all bare and vulnerable for me." Elena flushed at his words but held her chin high, refusing to be ashamed of her body or her arousal for him. If anything, it only made her more determined to show him how eager she was to please him.