A deep ragged breath caught in her throat as she felt the lingering burn that his hand had left on her throat conflicting with the heated feeling in the palm of her hand from his cock.

What did he want from her? She licked her suddenly dry lips and drew in another shuddering breath. Awareness of the material of her dress as the silk felt too rough where it rubbed against her instantly hardened and now hypersensitive nipples, distracted her from trying to understand what she needed to do next. She could not be turned away now; she felt a sense of panic building in the pit of her stomach. What if the next move she made caused him to cast her out and shut the door to what might have been Eden.

Desperately she tried to look into his eyes, to read the answer he expected. She only saw a piercing unyielding gaze that made her thoughts even more disordered. If she had to come undone to go forward she would.

She slowly took the pins out of her hair that had kept it up and undid the only other garment she had to wear. As the dress slid down her skin leaving her naked and shivering with nerves, she slid down to her knees and said in a voice that she could only manage to muster a whisper with.

” Please”...

She could not look up at him, if she saw rejection she would be shattered, so her eyes stayed fixed on the stone floor as she waited.