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| He released her from his grip and took the cream colored silk scarf from his robe's pocket and placed it around her eyes, blinding her from the world."Is it too tight?"He inquired.Can't see a thing." "Good,"he said guiding her to the bed. He threw the comforter completely onto the floor and slid the robe off her shoulders, down her arms and let it float the remaining distance to the floor. His fingertips trailed lightly up her arms and acrossed her shoulders. One hand slyly made it's way down acrossed the material covering her bosom, reaching the growing warmth between her legs and teasing her as his hand drifted around her body molding the soft mass of flesh leaving her breathless at his motion and grasping at his shoulders. His lips played upon hers as their tounges introduced themselves. At this point she only knew what she was touching; not whom she was touching. She whispered his name and he she heard his voice soft in her ear."Are you ready to continue?" "Why? Is it gonna get any more dangerous than it already has?" "You're gonna really have to trust me on this one,"he stated. "I told you I'm in your hands tonight,"she assured him. At this, he relieved her of her remaining piece of lingerie and gently guided her to the center of the bed. He procured another two scarves from his pocket. He guided her hand above her wrapping her wrist in the delicate material. He untied the knot holding his robe together and removed it. He guided her free hand acrossed the strength of his shoulder, leading it down onto the definition in his chest and acrossed the waist of his silk boxers. He drew her hand away from the already pressing issue in his material covered body and restrained it; relieving her of what freedom she had left. She was now completely helpless and available to his every whim. Just when she thought he was gone, she felt the intensity of his body over her again as He whispered into her ear,"You miss me?" "A little," she teased as his mouth briefly covered hers and returned with his first toy. She flinched slightly at the sudden lightness brushing over her arm. He drew the feather up her arm and down the center of her body. He returned with a peach silk rose laden in His scent. Letting it glide acrossed her cheek, the aroma slowly consumed her senses. "Tell me what that was,"he tossed it way from the bed. |
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