R-18 WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIAL
WHICH SOME READERS MAY FIND OFFENSIVE,
THE STORY HAS {GRAPHIC SEX SCENES}, NO RAPE
READER DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVISED
His hands slid over the soft flesh of her arms as she dropped them and relaxed. Rose raised her head to gaze at The Lord, and his lips gently brushed against hers as he towered over her. Giving her the reassurance she needed.
"Watch me, Rose, and I will guide you through this."
Rose climbed onto the bed, sitting on her heels. She surveyed Christopher as he untied the drawstring on his silk pajama bottoms. Pushing them down until they fell to the floor. He stood before Rose, completely unclothed. She had never seen a man so blatantly sexual or boldly masculine as The Lord.
