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She points a stern finger in my direction, giving me her best mom face, and I laugh. Our flirting has quickly grown more natural, almost easy over this weekend, and I like it. Despite everything I've done to her, Silvia seems to be getting more comfortable around me.
And I don’t know if that makes me happy because it helps my assigned task of taking her virginity or if it’s because I genuinely enjoy seeing this side of her. It doesn’t matter either way, and I push the thought aside because I can’t lose sight of why I need to earn my way into Silvia’s bed. My family’s future depends on making her mine.
“Ugh, I really don’t have anything for tonight. Do you think Mila might lend me a dress?” Silvia worries her lip as she plants her hands on her hips and looks at the considerable pile of dresses she’s discarded on the bed.
“I’ll tell you what, why don’t you open your gifts first. Then I’ll help you figure out the rest.” I set the boxes intentionally on the bed and hand her the largest one.
“You would do that?” Her eyes turn hopeful as she accepts the gift.
“Of course.”
Silvia smiles gratefully and sets the box down on a small section of the bed to lift the box lid. Folding back the tissue paper, Silvia gasps. Wordlessly, she sets the lid aside and withdraws the shimmering fabric from the box.
Holding the dress up in front of her, she admires the cascade pattern of white cherry blossoms hanging down from twisted tree branches starting at the top right corner of the fabric. The flowers taper off near the hips, transitioning into a harmonious blend of white, silver, tan, yellow, and copper. Every inch of the fabric winks and sparkles.
“It’s stunning,” she breathes, admiring the soft fabric that catches and reflects the light. Turning it around, she views the back and swallows hard. “I don’t normally wear something so… revealing.”
Then she holds the dress up against her body and realizes how low the front dips. Sticking a leg forward, she also manages to find the high leg slit without even putting it on. She looks at me pointedly.
“Well, I thought it only fair to include a little reward for me too. But the dress made me think of you.”
“I do love flower prints,” she admits. “And this fabric is unreal. How can it be so flowy and shiny all at once? It doesn’t even have beading or sequins.”
I chuckle.
“But is this even appropriate for tonight? Or will I make a spectacle of myself by wearing something that shows so much skin?” She takes the dress over to the mirror, assessing where the cuts fall on her when it’s just hanging in front of her.
“First off, you are the spectacle tonight regardless. And how about a compromise? Model it for me, and if you don’t like it, I won’t make you wear it. Sound reasonable enough?”
Silvia’s lips press into a smile. “Okay. I guess I can do that.” She glances toward the mess she’s made on the bed. Gently setting aside her dress, she scoops up her pile of clothes and deposits them back in her suitcase. “There, now you have somewhere to sit.”
I fight the urge to smile as I settle onto the available seating next to her other two waiting gifts. Silvia slips into the bathroom, clicking the door closed gently. Then, a short time later, she opens it once more.
As she steps timidly out into the bedroom, my mouth goes dry. I’m stunned by how truly beautiful she is. Silvia’s always been pretty, but she masks her curves in modest clothes and doesn’t usually get fancy with her hair or makeup. But the dress accentuates her body in all the right places.
Her long slender arms are on full display, and the cowl neck halter top dips low enough that it almost reaches her navel. The fabric hugs her hips perfectly, showcasing her flat stomach before falling loosely to the floor. The flowing fabric almost masks the slit that comes clear up to the top of her thigh.
Then she takes a step forward. Just a peek of her long, gorgeous legs appears for a moment before vanishing beneath the fabric for her next step. I can’t help myself. I release a low whistle as I look her up and down.
Silvia presses her palms to her rosy cheeks. “Is it too much?” she asks. Then she turns to show me the back.
Or I should say the lack of one.
From where the halter top connects at the back of her neck all the way down to the adorable back dimples, her skin is on full display. The fabric clings to her full ass just enough to show me its roundness before sweeping down to her feet.
“It’s perfect,” I assure her, rising to close the distance between us.
Silvia turns just in time to realize I’m right behind her, and she gasps as my hands frame her face, and I steal a kiss. I keep it short, but still, she’s breathless when I release her, and that lights a fire inside me that’s hard to ignore.
“So you’ll wear it?” I ask. I don’t want to press too hard, but fuck do I want to look at her in this outfit all night long.
“Yes. Thank you. I love it.” She beams up at me.
“Good. Then it’s time for your next present.” I hand her the second largest box with a wolfish grin.
She doesn’t hesitate to tear into the box this time, tossing aside the lid to reveal nude patent leather pumps with scalloped edges. “These are gorgeous!”
Slipping on the shoes, she pulls aside the hem of her dress, coming dangerously close to showing me something she wouldn’t intend for me to see as she models the shoes. And they’re fucking sexy. As are her legs.
