Approaching the doorway, she noted the brightness inside. Some kind of skylights refracted light so, even without a single window, it appeared just as well lit as the upper story. He led her in and stood aside, looking far more awkward and less in charge than she was used to seeing. His shyness touched her heart. “May I undress you?” She waited for his answer, the new circumstances setting her off as well. Edward Masters fit her idea of a Dom to a tee. Her secret reading had created fantasies she’d been afraid to share with anyone, even Mona. She’d had no idea what went on behind closed office doors. “If you don’t mind, Sir. Is that what I should call you?” To her delight, a flame lit in his eyes. She shuddered, sure she was in deep. He inclined his head. “You may.” Daydreams and night visions were not the same thing as a real, six-foot-three Dom standing in front of her, waiting for her to…to, what?
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