Darkness surrounded me. I stood at the edge of the bed, Austin right behind me.
A soft whine sounded in my throat as he tightened the silk blindfold around my head. Without being able to see him, all my focus shifted to my other senses.
The way he felt against me.
The brush of his calloused fingers against my face.
The soft growl in his throat as he undressed me.
I trusted him. Completely. With every single part of me.
I love him.
I’d been in love with him for so long. To finally be wanted and seen by him healed all the little broken pieces of my heart.
Pleasure skated across my skin as Austin kissed a trail between my breasts, unclasping my bra and tossing it to the side. It landed on the floor, and I moaned as he took one of my nipples between his lips. He sucked until it hardened then kissed over to the other one.
Fuck.I loved all the sensations washing over me. His teeth bit into my flesh and I cried out, the pain dissipating into more pleasure.
I reached out for his cock, closing my hand around his hardening length. He thrust into my grip, and I felt the slickness of pre-cum on the head. I whimpered as he kissed over my stomach, all the way down to my pussy.
I was already soaked. Every touch, every kiss, every brush of his beard against my thighs . . . It was better than I’d ever imagined.
“God, you’re sweet,” he whispered. “So fucking sweet. Let me have a taste, baby.”
He gently parted my legs then pressed his tongue against my clit, circling slowly. My head tossed back, my mouth opening for a cry. His fingertips dug into my thighs, spreading them even further apart so he could get what he wanted.
“Fucking perfect,” he huffed. “Give me more.”
His hand curved around the back of my knee and he lifted, draping it over his shoulder. I gasped, holding onto him for balance as his tongue worked me faster. I stood before him, wavering as pleasure tore through me. I started grinding my cunt against his mouth, my voice ringing through the bedroom.
He pushed two fingers inside me as he kept licking, working them in tandem with his tongue. More ripples of pleasure seared me, and I wanted more. I was greedy for every ounce of euphoria he could give me.
“Good girl,” he panted. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
My whole world tilted as he walked me back to the bed, pushing me down onto the blankets.
“Touch yourself for me,” he demanded. “I’m going to get . . . supplies.”
I shivered in anticipation, sliding my hands over my body. I listened to the heaviness of his footsteps on the hardwoods, the opening of a closet door. A gasp ripped from me as I circled my clit, rocking my hips, desperate for him to be inside me.
I wanted his cum dripping out of me.
Another shiver ran up my spine. I heard Austin come closer, the bed rocking as he joined me on the mattress. A couple items dropped right next to me, and I wanted to know what they were.
But the mystery of it all turned me on.
“How’s the blindfold?” he asked.
“I love it,” I whispered. “I like imagining what you’re going to do to me next.”
“Good. It’s what we discussed,” he said. “Turn over onto all fours.”
I did as he asked and smiled when he grabbed a pillow and wedged it under my hips. I settled in, stretching my arms out and releasing a breath that relaxed all of me.
Austin rubbed his hands over my ass cheeks, warming each of them up. He started slapping each one, building up the tolerance and bringing heat to the surface.
“Are you ready?” he asked.