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I could make out his intense gaze through the six-inch gap in the door.
Licking my lips, I inadvertently started to draw it out, slowly skimming my fingertips down the length of my thigh.
My nipples pebbled when I saw his hand go to his crotch and readjust his cock.
I licked my lips and pushed my stocking down with slow, methodical movements, all the while keeping my eye solely on him.
Sadly, when my shoe came next, I lost his gaze because the shoes had the finest buckles that required paying attention to get them unbuckled.
When I looked up again, his gaze was no longer on mine, and I couldn’t see him through the crack in the door, either.
It was as I started to reach for the zipper of the dress that I realized I would need help to get out of the torture device.
Grinning, I walked to the door and looked out of the crack.
“Lock?”
He appeared out of the shadows.
So, he wasn’t completely not looking anymore, I just wouldn’t have been able to see him staring.
“Can you come here and unzip my dress?” I asked.
I watched him swallow hard, the bob of his Adam’s apple amusing.
“Sure,” he rasped, sounding as if he’d been asked to fuck me instead of unzipping my dress.
I smiled inwardly, loving his hesitance.
When he arrived at the door, I opened it even farther and stepped back. When he was fully standing in the door, I presented him with my back.
I felt the lightest of touches at the top of my spine, and my breath caught.
“Tiny fucking zipper,” he muttered, sounding slightly strangled.
He fumbled at it for a few moments, before I felt the zipper go down, and the dress start to gape.
Which was about the time I realized the dilemma I’d had this morning.
With the way the dress was made with the gap between the breasts, my bra hadn’t been minuscule enough to wear.
Meaning I hadn’t worn it.
Which had also caused another problem.
My breasts were barely corralled when I’d slipped the dress on, and I’d had to hold them in while Royal had to zip me up.
Therefore, the moment my dress started to loosen, my boobs screamedFREEDOMand flopped around like only big boobs could do.
The front of my dress hung forward, Lock finished unzipping me, and my breasts were then exposed to the world.
I made a move to catch them, to throw my arm over them, but again, my boobs were big. My tiny hands just didn’t do an adequate enough job covering them and an entire nipple was still exposed.
I gasped and looked into the mirror.
Lock’s eyes didn’t lock with mine, however. Not when he had a nipple to look at.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed.
