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“You’re perfect,” he hums.
Taking his time untying the knots, he cradles my wrist and places a soft kiss on the angry skin. It’s sore but nothing too distracting or painful. Nothing that would deter me from loving every second of being restrained. Giving up control to someone else, someone I shouldn’t trust in this way, is thrilling. It only makes me want him more, to give more to him than I’ve been willing to with anyone else.
He repeats the same steps on my other arm, kissing my wrist and carefully placing my hand down on the cool, silk sheet. The blindfold remains firmly in place over my eyes, but I’m still naked, exposed, and buzzing with nervous energy to find out what Runi plans on doing to me next. Now that I’m unbound, is he going to finally fuck me?
The room is strangely quiet. If I focus, I can hear the slightest shuffling, maybe a bit of scratching, but the hum from a fan and some noises from outside in the hallway prevent me from concentrating on what Runi might be up to.
“R—Sir?” I feel the bed dip, and his fingers brush my cheek.
“I’m going to pick you up and place you on your knees.”
“Okay.”
Feeling his strong hands on my waist, he picks me up and flips me as though I weigh nothing, seamless and without discomfort, propping me up on my hands and knees. I don’t know what I’m facing or what I even look like in this position. Every fiber of my being is telling me to get up and run, to hyperfocus on the discomfort.
“You look so good, so fucking inviting.”
Runi’s hands grip my thighs, inching them apart as he opens me up.
“Reach out and hold on to the headboard,” he commands, and I do as he says, gripping on to the cold metal. My heart is skipping at a thousand beats a minute, my skin burning hot and cold at the same time, pins and needles digging into my flesh as I patiently wait for my next order.
A kiss grazes my right thigh, and I feel the short stubble on his chin as his face settles in between my thighs.
My body goes stiff, and my face drops. Even though I can’t see him, I know he’s there.
“What are you doing?” I utter right as Runi pulls my legs further apart.
“You’re going to sit on my face.”
Is he shitting me? There is absolutely no way in hell.
“No.”
Suddenly, a sharp bite pierces the skin on the side of my thigh. I jolt and struggle to break free, but his iron grip keeps me from escaping.
“It wasn’t a request. You are going to ride my tongue like the good fucking girl you are, and I’ll let you come all over my face.”
His words set me on fire. No one has ever talked to me like this; no one has ever wanted me like this. I’ve absolutely never sat on anyone’s face before, and the fact that this complete stranger wants to do this to me is beyond terrifying.
My sweaty palms tighten around the bed frame while my body shudders as I attempt to hold myself up and as far away from Runi’s face as possible, knowing he probably has a close-up picture of my vag.
“I…I can’t. I don’t like the compromising position I’m in right now, hovering above your face.”
In a matter of seconds, he’s sitting up, grabbing me by the waist, and turning me so that I’m straddling his lap. I grip his shirt, just realizing now that he’s still fully clothed.
I anticipate his words, yet they never come. Instead, he extends his hand, tenderly brushing my cheek and delicately tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. His touch guides my chin upwards.
Even though I can’t actually see him, it’s easy for me to picture how he looks. His brown eyes are on me, inspecting the mess I must be right now, wondering what thoughts must be going through my head and how he can get me to break. I’m sure that’s what he craves most, to get women to break and bend for him.
The silence drags on forever, spiking my ever-growing insecurities with each passing second. If he doesn’t say something soon, I’m going to remove this blindfold.
“Do you have any idea how utterly beautiful you are? I noticed you the second you walked inside this mansion. I was leaning against the back wall, completely entranced by you. Everyone was staring at you. And if you really don’t want to do this, we don’t have to. Just use your safe word, and I’ll help you get dressed.”
“No,” I get out quickly.
“Just know that I’ve been dreaming of doing this…you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to fucking worship this body.”
Couldn’t have been that long considering we met just a couple of hours ago, but there is something so charming about those words. I want this man more than anything, and somewhere deep inside me, I want to please him. To give him the ownership he seeks from me tonight.
