C57 Assent

Her breath catching in her throat, Mira gave a soft, panting gasp of assent. What he was suggesting, offering, was too alluring, too tempting for her to refuse, her eyes already glistening with emotion at the thought of the sensual riches he was promising her.

‘Let me take this off, then,’ he told her, carefully sliding the straps of her nightdress free of her shoulders