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I ran my hands down my body as I stared at my reflection. It was the last night of our honeymoon before Romeo returned to work. Over the past magical week, I’d worn all the lingerie Leona had gifted me except for this piece. I’d bided my time, building up my courage to put it on, but tonight was the night. The white corset top squished my boobs and cinched my waist, and the matching lacy thong was so tiny it could barely qualify as clothing. I fiddled with the edges of the garter belt that held up suspenders and lacy garters. It was the most daring outfit I’d ever worn.

Juliet