You felt a hand creep up on your shoulder from behind. It moved down to your waist, the person behind you humming in appreciation. You knew who this was..

“Stand still,” Chloe ordered.

Ah, of course.

She moved her other hand, placing it on your hips. She muttered a soft ’thank you’ for letting her touch you like this. She laughed lowly, finally moving in front of you. Unfortunately in doing so, she pulled her hands away from your body.

“So perfect for me, ma belle.” She praised.