his way of telling me that I’d stopped undressing.
I seductively slid the straps of my bra off my shoulders, all the time maintaining our intense eye contact. My hands moved to the clip between my heaving breasts and, as it sprung open, I jutted my chest out provocatively and lowered my hands, allowing my lace bra to fall to the floor. My nipples turned to pebbles as his eyes instantly widened in appreciation.
I gently hooked my thumbs into my panties and then paused for a second, revelling in his heated gaze. I knew beyond any doubt how much he wanted this. I wouldn’t rather have been anywhere else in the world at that moment. It was as if we communicated this telepathically because the sizzling tension in the room racked up another notch. I saw muscles in his jaw clench and I knew that he was restraining himself to stay where he was. That knowledge was enough to jolt me into action.
I began to slide the thin lace down my thighs, watching the pulse in his Lucas’ neck as it betrayed the substantial increase in his heart rate. I let my panties fall to the floor and stepped out of them. I stood, naked and proud, in his adoring spotlight.
He walked over and stood right in front of me, barely inches away. I was so tempted to reach out and touch him but my instinct prevented me from doing so. He radiated sex and power and I longed for him to begin whatever it was that he had planned for me.
“Get on the bed - on your back and close your eyes,” he said quietly but firmly in that voice that could melt chocolate.
As before, my body seemed to move of its own accord, without waiting for my instruction. Before I knew it, I had crawled into the center of the king size bed and rolled onto my back. “Move down a little,” he said and again, I obeyed. After a lingering look, which travelled from the hairs on my head to the toes on my feet, Lucas walked over to the oak chest of drawers. I watched the muscles expand and contract in his toned back as he opened and closed two of the drawers.
He turned and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Tut tut, Miss Prince. I had a feeling that you wouldn’t be able to follow even a simple instruction. You are going to prove quite a challenge, aren’t you?” He laughed softly before I could answer. Then his voice whispered in my ear, “And I am so looking forward to winning the delicious challenge and taking my prize.”
I don’t know whether it was that voice whispering in my ear or the words that he uttered but an exquisite shiver travelled down my spine and between my legs. I felt his breath on my skin and then felt a kiss press into the hollow of my neck. “Lift your head,” he instructed and then I felt something slide down my forehead and over my eyes. Instinctively, I raised a hand and felt the silk blindfold before Lucas lifted my hand. I chaste kiss was pressed into my palm before I felt something cool and smooth encircle my wrist. After a moment, my arm was stretched back, diagonally above my head. I heard metal clinking and then I felt his fingers lift from my arm.
I could feel the tension in my arm but also in the side of my breast, which now felt like it was standing to attention. I was trying to picture what I must look like when Lucas took my other wrist and repeated the procedure. I knew that I had been cuffed to the headboard of the brass bed frame. I tentatively pulled against my restraints and was met with little movement and a sex clenching growl from Lucas. I stilled immediately.
Next, my ankle was gently lifted and a kiss was placed on my instep. Then I felt the same smooth, coolness against my skin as my leg was pulled out to the side. I gasped as the cool air hit my exposed sex and I quickly moved my other leg so that my thighs were together again. I could feel him securing my ankle to the foot of the bed. I knew what was coming but I couldn’t hold
I seductively slid the straps of my bra off my shoulders, all the time maintaining our intense eye contact. My hands moved to the clip between my heaving breasts and, as it sprung open, I jutted my chest out provocatively and lowered my hands, allowing my lace bra to fall to the floor. My nipples turned to pebbles as his eyes instantly widened in appreciation.
I gently hooked my thumbs into my panties and then paused for a second, revelling in his heated gaze. I knew beyond any doubt how much he wanted this. I wouldn’t rather have been anywhere else in the world at that moment. It was as if we communicated this telepathically because the sizzling tension in the room racked up another notch. I saw muscles in his jaw clench and I knew that he was restraining himself to stay where he was. That knowledge was enough to jolt me into action.
I began to slide the thin lace down my thighs, watching the pulse in his Lucas’ neck as it betrayed the substantial increase in his heart rate. I let my panties fall to the floor and stepped out of them. I stood, naked and proud, in his adoring spotlight.
He walked over and stood right in front of me, barely inches away. I was so tempted to reach out and touch him but my instinct prevented me from doing so. He radiated sex and power and I longed for him to begin whatever it was that he had planned for me.
“Get on the bed - on your back and close your eyes,” he said quietly but firmly in that voice that could melt chocolate.
As before, my body seemed to move of its own accord, without waiting for my instruction. Before I knew it, I had crawled into the center of the king size bed and rolled onto my back. “Move down a little,” he said and again, I obeyed. After a lingering look, which travelled from the hairs on my head to the toes on my feet, Lucas walked over to the oak chest of drawers. I watched the muscles expand and contract in his toned back as he opened and closed two of the drawers.
He turned and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Tut tut, Miss Prince. I had a feeling that you wouldn’t be able to follow even a simple instruction. You are going to prove quite a challenge, aren’t you?” He laughed softly before I could answer. Then his voice whispered in my ear, “And I am so looking forward to winning the delicious challenge and taking my prize.”
I don’t know whether it was that voice whispering in my ear or the words that he uttered but an exquisite shiver travelled down my spine and between my legs. I felt his breath on my skin and then felt a kiss press into the hollow of my neck. “Lift your head,” he instructed and then I felt something slide down my forehead and over my eyes. Instinctively, I raised a hand and felt the silk blindfold before Lucas lifted my hand. I chaste kiss was pressed into my palm before I felt something cool and smooth encircle my wrist. After a moment, my arm was stretched back, diagonally above my head. I heard metal clinking and then I felt his fingers lift from my arm.
I could feel the tension in my arm but also in the side of my breast, which now felt like it was standing to attention. I was trying to picture what I must look like when Lucas took my other wrist and repeated the procedure. I knew that I had been cuffed to the headboard of the brass bed frame. I tentatively pulled against my restraints and was met with little movement and a sex clenching growl from Lucas. I stilled immediately.
Next, my ankle was gently lifted and a kiss was placed on my instep. Then I felt the same smooth, coolness against my skin as my leg was pulled out to the side. I gasped as the cool air hit my exposed sex and I quickly moved my other leg so that my thighs were together again. I could feel him securing my ankle to the foot of the bed. I knew what was coming but I couldn’t hold
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