Max's impatience sends tingles through her, the sleeves slide down her arms, but not even off before the warmth of his mouth closes around her breast. A jolt of pleasure rolls through her as he sucks at her skin, so strong her heart begins to race. She slips her arms out of the dress, letting it settle around her hips while he continues to taste her. She grips the tie around his neck, wrapping the silk fabric around her fingers. She'd let him do anything he wanted, because he's safe. So safe.

"I love you, Max," she purrs, pressing into him,"Anything you want is yours."

She slips the tie from his neck, clutching it behind him in the hand opposite the breast he's enjoying.