Faye's POV

What awaits me?

I open the card, it reads: "Ten minutes of interaction with B, no restrictions on form."

Before I could react, Leander picked me up.

"Ah!" I exclaim softly as he presses me down onto the sofa.

"Baby, how do you want it?" Leander's breathing grows heavier. He leans in close, his breath tickling my neck. "Front? Or back?"

I turned over, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Do what you want," I whisper.

Leander smiles, responding with action.

Starting from my calf, his hand slips into my pajama pants, fingers trailing sensually up my thigh, moving inward.

"Baby, you're already so wet?"

With that, Leander...