The necklace floated over her, sprawling across her collarbones as he fit it to her neck. He closed the clasp, and she felt the metal warm to her skin. She took a deep breath and lifted her face to the mirror. It felt like an extension of herself, the emeralds and diamonds branching out across her neck like a tree taking root.

Draco pushed a loose curl back, and pressed a kiss to the spot behind her ear. She felt it ripple across her skin.

"You can do this," he whispered.

She met his eyes in the mirror. "I know."

Somehow, she did.

His hand was resting on her hip — the presence soft and steadying at first, but growing warmer, sending molten heat curling through her veins. Her dressing gown was thin and silky, and as the heat of his palm sunk into her skin, she watched her nipples tighten into hard peaks.

Draco's gaze slid down from her face, dragging across the gems on her throat and the curve of her breasts. He pressed his lips against the shell of her ear. "Do you like it?"

She examined herself in the necklace. The light from the stones illuminated angles and shadows on her face that she hadn't seen before. Draco's other hand dropped to her waist, sliding around her stomach and pulling her body against his.

She quirked a brow at the feel of him behind her. "You certainly like it."

He smiled into her hair and said, "That's not what I asked." His fingers tripped along the silk, inching closer and closer to the sash at her waist.

Tilting her neck from side to side, she watched the emeralds glitter. The diamonds seemed to sink into her skin, and she tried to imagine an occasion she might choose to wear jewelry like this. And as his fingers slid through the silk sash, unknotting it and slowly parting the robe to reveal her bare skin, she wondered if the occasion could be Draco.

His eyes were hot and dark as the robe glided over her taut nipples, separating and revealing her naked body to him in the mirror. Her eyelids fluttered as he dragged the silk down her shoulders, letting it hang from her elbows as he traced a path back up her arm to the diamonds.

He fingered the jewels, spreading them to lay properly across her chest, drifting his fingers low and brushing her breasts in teasing sweeps. She felt him hard behind her, his erection digging into her lower back, and she squeezed her thighs together in anticipation.

"I like it," she said, and his eyes lifted to hers, pupils blackened.

His hand pressed firmly across her stomach, his fingers splayed over her ribs. With a lick to the spot behind her ear, his hand trailed upward, slipping between her breasts to circle the edge of the center emerald. His other palm cupped her breast as she gasped, rolling her nipple.

A flush broke across her skin as she watched his fingers work her in the mirror. There was no room to be embarrassed when she was so aroused, wearing nothing but jewelry, a robe dripping from her elbows as Draco slid his hands over her body and thrust his hips into her backside.