leaned
back, giving him a quizzical look. “I thought we were going back to your
apartment.”
“We are going
home.” Myles reached behind him, revealing a black blindfold. “That’s the
surprise.”
Huh? That didn’t
make any sense. Cassie looked between him and the black mask with satiny purple
ribbons used for ties. If she wasn’t so suspicious of his intentions, she’d be
turned on by the sheer decadence and promise the blindfold held. Okay, she was
turned on, but he was up to something and, whatever it was, she would bet her
new toys it had nothing to do with the images currently running through her
mind.
“What surprise,
Myles?”
A smug smile
formed on his lips. “Hands, Cassie.”
She instantly
placed her arms behind her back, twining her fingers together as a surge of anticipation
raced through her veins and shot straight down to land between her legs. Myles
using the gentle demand that so often started their love-making sessions
created an automatic response. Heat pooled and her breath quickened. Every cell
in her body hummed and became hyper-alert, waiting for what normally came
next—pleasure.
Maybe she was
wrong and having sweaty blindfolded sex in the back of the limousine was his
plan after all? Fingers crossed. A woman could hope.
Slowly, he
inched over, placing the mask over her eyes and tying the ribbons snug at the
back of her head. The world went dark as he slid her off his lap to gently
position her with her legs slightly apart and her back arched.
Myles swept her
hair behind her shoulder as his warm breath fanned against the sensitive skin
below her ear. “Baby, seeing you like this makes me so fucking hard. You know
why?” He kissed the base of her neck, nibbling and running his teeth along her
flesh, sending shivers cascading over her. “Because, not knowing what I’m about
to do to you and being at my complete and utter mercy excites you, makes you
hot. Can you feel the way your nipples are tightening? They’re pushing against
that shirt, begging me to give them some attention, and it’s sexy as hell.”
Cassie’s
breathing hitched as what felt like his palm trailed down the center of her
chest and her nipples peaked to the point of painful in anticipation. With the
loss of her sight, her nerve endings became overly sensitive to his every move.
His touch felt like flames scorching her skin, and when he ever-so-slightly
finally brushed over her breasts, the contact sent electric bolts zinging
through her. The air rushed out of her lungs in a hiss and she arched her back
into his hand, begging for more.
“So responsive.
So beautiful. Should I check to see if you’re wet, too?”
His hand
continued lower, past her stomach, to the top of her pants, and came to rest in
between her thighs. Cassie felt him cup her mound as the warmth of his touch
seeped through the material to stroke her pussy. She rotated her hips, silently
prompting him to move, to do something about the ache he was creating. Instead,
he remained still and said, “We’re here.”
Cassie couldn’t
help it. She whimpered when he removed his hand, and a chuckle sounded at her
side. “Easy, baby, you won’t have to wait much longer. Before I’m done, you’ll reenact
each one of the poses in those pictures you sent.” His lips covered hers in a
quick kiss. “For my pleasure and, most assuredly, for yours.”
“No time like
the present to get started then,” she said, swallowing back the groan of
frustration threatening to escape. Now who was killing who? Paybacks were a
bitch and she’d just been handed a good dose of her own medicine. Myles played
as dirty as she did and didn’t that just make her smile? The pleasure he
promised would come, but getting there was half the fun, and that made her
smile even more.
She heard Myles,
still chuckling, getting out from his side of the limo a moment before her door
opened. He cautioned her to be careful as his hands guided her from the back
seat, over
back, giving him a quizzical look. “I thought we were going back to your
apartment.”
“We are going
home.” Myles reached behind him, revealing a black blindfold. “That’s the
surprise.”
Huh? That didn’t
make any sense. Cassie looked between him and the black mask with satiny purple
ribbons used for ties. If she wasn’t so suspicious of his intentions, she’d be
turned on by the sheer decadence and promise the blindfold held. Okay, she was
turned on, but he was up to something and, whatever it was, she would bet her
new toys it had nothing to do with the images currently running through her
mind.
“What surprise,
Myles?”
A smug smile
formed on his lips. “Hands, Cassie.”
She instantly
placed her arms behind her back, twining her fingers together as a surge of anticipation
raced through her veins and shot straight down to land between her legs. Myles
using the gentle demand that so often started their love-making sessions
created an automatic response. Heat pooled and her breath quickened. Every cell
in her body hummed and became hyper-alert, waiting for what normally came
next—pleasure.
Maybe she was
wrong and having sweaty blindfolded sex in the back of the limousine was his
plan after all? Fingers crossed. A woman could hope.
Slowly, he
inched over, placing the mask over her eyes and tying the ribbons snug at the
back of her head. The world went dark as he slid her off his lap to gently
position her with her legs slightly apart and her back arched.
Myles swept her
hair behind her shoulder as his warm breath fanned against the sensitive skin
below her ear. “Baby, seeing you like this makes me so fucking hard. You know
why?” He kissed the base of her neck, nibbling and running his teeth along her
flesh, sending shivers cascading over her. “Because, not knowing what I’m about
to do to you and being at my complete and utter mercy excites you, makes you
hot. Can you feel the way your nipples are tightening? They’re pushing against
that shirt, begging me to give them some attention, and it’s sexy as hell.”
Cassie’s
breathing hitched as what felt like his palm trailed down the center of her
chest and her nipples peaked to the point of painful in anticipation. With the
loss of her sight, her nerve endings became overly sensitive to his every move.
His touch felt like flames scorching her skin, and when he ever-so-slightly
finally brushed over her breasts, the contact sent electric bolts zinging
through her. The air rushed out of her lungs in a hiss and she arched her back
into his hand, begging for more.
“So responsive.
So beautiful. Should I check to see if you’re wet, too?”
His hand
continued lower, past her stomach, to the top of her pants, and came to rest in
between her thighs. Cassie felt him cup her mound as the warmth of his touch
seeped through the material to stroke her pussy. She rotated her hips, silently
prompting him to move, to do something about the ache he was creating. Instead,
he remained still and said, “We’re here.”
Cassie couldn’t
help it. She whimpered when he removed his hand, and a chuckle sounded at her
side. “Easy, baby, you won’t have to wait much longer. Before I’m done, you’ll reenact
each one of the poses in those pictures you sent.” His lips covered hers in a
quick kiss. “For my pleasure and, most assuredly, for yours.”
“No time like
the present to get started then,” she said, swallowing back the groan of
frustration threatening to escape. Now who was killing who? Paybacks were a
bitch and she’d just been handed a good dose of her own medicine. Myles played
as dirty as she did and didn’t that just make her smile? The pleasure he
promised would come, but getting there was half the fun, and that made her
smile even more.
She heard Myles,
still chuckling, getting out from his side of the limo a moment before her door
opened. He cautioned her to be careful as his hands guided her from the back
seat, over
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