Diaries of a Call Girl: We All Wear Masks (Teaser)

Instead he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me away. Looking through the slits of his mask he ordered me to take the whip from him and he stood from the bed.

His eyes lifted, meeting mine our gazes locked, pulling me in deeper, his eyes giving away everything. His lips parted mine, with a kiss that began so softly, so sweet. My excitement began to rise, his kiss deepened, probing, exploring me. His broad shoulders covering me, shielding me from everything, anything. His arms encircling me pulling me against his hard chest. I could feel his excitement overtaking him. My anticipation mounting.