Mastered 2: Ten Tales of Sensual Surrender
“It takes a millisecond, but then it dawns on me. It’s the fact that Jamie is no longer beside me, that’s what’s woken me up. Slowly, very cautiously, I sneak my hand out towards his side of the bed and find the void where he’s been. The echo of another emptiness I’ll feel when we part.
No! I can’t bear that. I crack open an eye and look across the room. My heart lifts. There he is, sitting in the window seat, wearing just a towel slung around his hips, a bottle of mineral water in his hand as he gazes out across The Retreat’s gardens and parkland. He appears to draw in a deep breath and huff it out again, as if thinking important thoughts. Then he takes a sip from his water, caps the bottle again, and puts it aside.
Even his simplest action is beautiful. He makes the mundane elegant.
He makes the special and unusual out of this world!
Memories of pleasure surge again, so intense I’m almost turned on despite my apprehension about the future.
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