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He walks around to the table with the chains and a lump forms in my throat.
Oh my God, I’m nervous. We’ve never done this and it’s kinky as fuck and outside of my element.
Or is it?
The fact that my mouth is watering from the sexiness of the anticipation of what we’re about to do probably means it’s very well within my element. I’m just kinkier than I thought.
And, there is that part of me that yearns for freedom.
I want to be the goddess.
I do.
I want to be empowered but mostly I want to see what the edge looks like and I want him to take me there.
I want him to make me forget the nightmares and take what he’s offering me. I want that.
All of it.
Picking up the chains, he moves to me and secures my right arm to the rail on the head board. There’s a leather band around the wrist but a clasp that’s metal and cool on my skin. The chain is long enough so I can move my arm enough to lie down and rest my arms outstretched on either side of me, but I can see that if I was to reach forward, there’d be a limit where I’d be restricted. I try it and see I’m right.
Gabe moves to my other arm and does the same thing. He doesn’t do my legs though. I guess so I can dig my heels into his back.
I can’t wait for that part.
“You okay?” he asks. I notice the look in his eyes is hotter. Molten with the heat of what I’ve allowed him to do to me. I’m chained to his bed.Me—chained to his bed.
“I think so.” I bite a smile which comes full bloom when he lowers to kiss me. I kiss him back and try to reach up and touch him but I can’t, the clink of the chains on my wrists prevent me from doing so, but fills me with excitement at the same time.
He notices.
He notices and smiles while I settle back on the pillows.
He stands and starts taking his clothes off and I’m practically drooling by the time he strips down and I see his cock is already erect and ready to take me.
Again he notices how bad I want him. My damn cheeks flush and embarrassment creeps into them. I think I’m always going to be like that when I see him naked. The man has the kind of body best reserved for a dirty fantasy that could earn a girl a lifetime in confessional just for the sinful thoughts that fill her mind.
The girl...aka me. Gabriel Giordano is the kind of man who will always make me weak kneed and drool because he’s hot like sin and has the body to go along with the sin.
I watch rock hard muscles work as he turns and goes back to the table and my eyes land on his ass. And I don’t look away until he turns back to me with a black silky cloth.Blindfold.
My lips part. I didn’t see that before. It looked like part of the table because it has a glossy black finish as glossy as the satin material.
He moves to me and holds it up again.
There’s a question in his eyes but he still asks for permission. “May I?”
“Yes.” I surprise myself.
He secures the blindfold around my head and the loss of sight heightens my other senses. I know he’s still near even when he stands up. I can sense his presence and sense that he’s watching me.
It feels strange but I can also sense that I’ve tapped into something else that makes me rely on aspects of my body and mind that I haven’t used, or never used.
I have to trust that what my senses are telling me is right and I have to trust him.
I have to trust him.
This… is a lesson about trust because no matter what happened to me I know Gabe will never hurt me.
