I close my eyes, immediately revisiting the dream. The image is still fresh in my mind. Most dreams slip away after a few minutes...yet this one is staying. I think my Jacy Baby wasn't wrong at all, this is a premonition...stronger than Deja vu. And holy crap. Did I just assign him a new pet name??! AHH! I celebrate internally. I'll tell him in a bit, I need to stay focused and describe.
I narrow down the logo since it's the selling point.. "Pastel pink logo backdrop, in the center is realistic artwork of lips stained pale pink. Various makeup accessories enclose in the artwork in a circular motion. The word H A R T S H O P in white bold letters underneath the lip design." When I open my eyes, the spitting image of from my dream stares back at me. The fantasied symbol is 3D dimensional...a photo realistic image printed midair. There's no glitching, no pixel degradation...just a pristine visual, same as my dance studio. "Is that the one?" My love asks.
"Yes..." My eyes tear at the miracle floating mid air. I can't stop my voice from wavering sentimentally.
"Aww, darling." He press his mouth to my hairline.
"I told you before...this is witchcraft." I blabber, all twisted up inside.
"Welcome to the big leagues."
I wipe the corners of my eyes. "I thought up another pet name for you, Jacy Baby." I cross my arms around his midsection.
"Right back at you, Katey Baby." He incorporates my middle name.
"Wow! You keep beating me with names, I only have two for you."
"I'm undefeated...you might as well give up now." He flares out the collar of his dress shirt like a biker from the 50s.
"James Dean is shaking with envy."
"He better." The slyness of his voice holds a sexual innuendo.
"As always, you have great taste in men." My fingertips trace his veiny forearms.
"I meet the model tomorrow; you can tag along to witness more of my great taste."
"I love how you spoil me."
"You might eat your words..."
"Why?"
"I'm not sure if you know what you're getting yourself into tonight."
"I know what an orgy is."
"This isn't what you see online...it's far more barbaric. The Palace is exclusive and has no limits. Are you ready to participate in that?" He cautions.
I'm unsure now when he phrase it like that. The sex acts must be sadistic. I've never been into that kink. The torture which draws blood and humiliate the submissive. "What if I just take a tour?"
"That would be best."
JACE
I'm still on the edge about Madi being ready for a wild orgy. I'll ask her again. She's so new to the sex world and thinks everything will meet her preference. Only time can fix that. Madi will have to experience it before she has an accurate dislike list. For example, the whole feces fetish isn't for me. I learned that firsthand. I await my Katey Baby on the jet. Her beauty ritual must have improved, getting ready takes longer. I want to go see her transformation, but would rather be surprised. What will my honey wear tonight? Sexy or formal? 30 minutes pass.
My love struts aboard in a vintage corset dress, which stops at her thighs. The front is tied like shoes, black lace from her waist to her breast. The dark purple fabric has spots of white glitter. I'm reminded of Cinderella. The ruffled hem, high boots, and choker necklace completes her naughtiness. "Hmm, you look delicious." I size up her elevated bosoms.
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Sinsation (Book Two)
RomanceMadison Hart fights to keep her engagement to billionaire Jace Harrison, who questions her investment. The world of fame surrounding her intensifies. Jace's ex girlfriends test Maddy, so does his family. A spotlight of negativity is on her, yet ever...