Page 29 of Vienna Betrayal

“I’m not naked. I’m wearing this fancy towel.”

He sighed, and his lips twisted as if he were struggling with something. “You plan to amend your list to include sexual elements?”

“Yes, because I’m pretty sure the first thing each of us is going to do when we get back to our hotel rooms is masturbate.”

“And after you pleasure yourself, you might feel differently.”

“Or I’ll fantasize about what you’ll do to me and masturbate more.” Under her hip, she felt his cock twitch.

“I should not.” Alexander was holding himself so stiff and still that his arm and shoulder muscles were straining the fabric of his shirt.

“How about this?” She stroked his shoulder and arm, feeling the muscles slowly soften, his body going limp. “Tomorrow night, if I feel the same way, I’ll wear gray.”

“Gray?”

“They say life isn’t black and white, but I think it’s people who aren’t black and white. I know I’m not always on the side of the angels.”

“You confuse me,” he said softly.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It’s a…” His face relaxed into a grin. “It’s a gray thing.”

She had him now. “What about you?” she asked. “You might change your mind about having me as a partner. How will I know? Do you have a gray bowtie?”

His lips quirked for a moment. Then his expression became serious once more. “I won’t change my mind.” He pinched her chin, tipping her face up ever so slightly. “Tomorrow night, you’re mine.”

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