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Chapter 71

Slipping off my robe, in the dim warmth of our bed, I lie under the blankets with my Master, enclosed by his embrace. We lie together, not speaking, just being, listening to the music and the drifting words…

I lie abed alone at night and see with only dreaming eye…

Through panes, the moon casts silver trace…

The shadows form my lover's face…

Beside me now my lover lies…

"Lovely music," I say. "I don't know the piece. What is it?"

"Not sure," he says. "I just set a play-list going, chill-out music." He tilts his head, listening. One arm looped around me, his fingers idle between my shoulders, stroking. I'm not sure he even realises he's doing it. Fingertips trail between one shoulder blade and the other, grazing the nape of my neck before winding lazy circles around the top of my spine.

"That's lovely."

He blinks out of his reverie. "Hmmm? What's that?"

"What you're doing there, Master. It feels lovely."

"Does it? I'll keep going then, shall I?" The hand skims my body. Not hard. Not wit
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