Julia

Wearing only the robe with the hotel’s monogram and sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, I reached for a piece of cheese from the tray filled with meats, cheeses, crackers, and jams. Before I had the chance to bring it to my lips, Van stole it from my grasp. His long fingers held tightly to the slice as he demanded my compliance.

“Open those luscious lips.”

Despite the earlier sex, the timbre of his tone, mixed with his ...